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The Great Black King Chapter • 116
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱Uncle Asmodeus had disappeared among all those people with colorful clothes and masks. I wanted to look for him, but when I tried, Abbadon held my hand and said it wasn’t safe. I wanted to be selfish and tell her that I would go anyway, but... I had been selfish many times in those last few days and was afraid that something bad would happen, if that were the case, Dad would be sad... and I didn’t want him sad.I sighed and while Asra still danced with the girl who looked like a star, I moved further to the corner, in a quieter and darker place where my eyes could close briefly."Do you feel lonely?" A gentle voice asked me and when I lifted my face to see who it was, I came across the blond man who had stood next to Uncle Asmodeus all night."Hummm... I don’t know" I said laying my head to the side while listening to the music from the hall "I wouldn’t say I’m lonely, would you? Uncle’s gone and left you behind..."The blond man smiled."Let’s just s
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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Samael ⋅• ♱Calisto had given in too easily, it was so easy that I wondered if something could be wrong.I realized he’s not smart enough for that.I sighed.Now I would just have to approach the saint and take her to my tower, was far enough from the empire that I could study decently without the intrusion or annoying energy of those angels."Why did you leave before the king?" Anneliese questioned me with a glare and I stared at her with an raised eyebrow."Because I have legs," I replied snapping my tongue at the roof of my mouth.Anneliese took rules very seriously, but especially on those days when we stayed at Callisto’s palace - her habit of reprimanding me for disrespecting the king, seemed to get worse.I took a deep breath.I did not pretend to be a serious person or asshole, apart from the simple fact that I needed the king’s permission to collect new species... I really was above all else, above the empire and living my way. The truth was, I couldn’t
The Great Black King Chapter • 118
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱I had achieved something very fun that night, fun enough to make me think that everything was worth it."What’s your theory?" Belial questioned me and I could see him leaning against the walls of his prison - home -, as he thought."He wants something from that child.""Child? She seemed like an adult who knew what she was doing.""It can’t be 500 years old" I said gesturing with one hand as if I was pulling away a smoke in front of me "a child."He snitched."Of course, of course... I pity YOUR child."I raised one of my eyebrows."What do you mean by that?" I asked and I could hear that audacious demon, laughing low as he tried to break."Nothing, my lord" he lied shamelessly and for a moment I was about to question him, but something even better came up in front of me."What did you say?" Asra’s voice was like a deadly dagger that could be heard even by those who were far away, near the doors of the hall."Ah... I just wanted to greet Santa, sin
The Great Black King Chapter • 119
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱I was looking for Abbadon and Loren among the people while sitting on the throne and a second later... Asra was in front of me.She had lost her mind, I knew! Being close to that thing was not safe.'It was my fault, I should have stopped it, I should have insisted that she give up that stupid idea of bringing the saint...'"WHO GAVE YOU PERMISSION TO TREAT HER AS YOUR OWN?" Asra screamed and I stared at her in surprise."Asra?" I called her, trying to wake up the phoenix that was always by my side, that damn trance, but it didn’t work."WHO LET YOU DELIVER MY ELAINE TO THE CRAZY DRUG?"What the hell was she talking about? Yours? What did that thing do to her?"Duchess!" I tried to reason with her as I rose from the throne and now, the one in front of me didn’t even look like Asra.It was not the elegant phoenix I knew, there was no grace that always possessed in his movements. She was harsh, furious, she was like a deadly weapon and maybe it was be
The Great Black King Chapter • 120
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱"Shit" I mumbled "Do you want to die?"Asra was not even paying attention to me, she stared at the back of the platinum thing that, by chance, sighed."You were impulsive," the thing muttered and Calisto, who looked at both of them with that annoying potato face, seemed FINALLY to understand what was happening."I..." Asra looked at the floor."You were dumb, now undo the fucking sealing.""Sealing?" she blinked and only then realized."Do you think this little theater has convinced anyone? Do you think this will pass?" Calisto grumbled with his hands down his throat "what the hell happened to you, Asra?"He seemed lost and at the same time confused."Boring' I thought and leaned on the throne."The dance will end here, Bel has already ordered everyone to disperse... so why not stop this Grrrrr clowning... I’m the king! And we go to our rooms? Tomorrow you talk" I tried to mediate, but Asra shot Calisto with her eyes."I don’t talk to smug idiots,"
The Great Black King Chapter • 121
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱"Sorry..." I whispered as Elaine closed the door behind us.I had been impulsive, had been stupid, but when Samael - the angel who was able to torture even his brothers -, told me in front of me that Callisto had "allowed" him to take Elaine the next day... - it was like hearing that the king had surrendered the saint to the gallows."Asra..." she called me and I shuddered."I am so sorry...""Stop apologizing," she muttered."But..." I raised my face to face her. She was definitely mad, I could see even if she hadn’t taken off her mask - I ruined her prom...Elaine sighed, a sigh too long."Asra, it was your prom.""But...""Asra..." her fingers touched my mask and I felt my eyes burn.I was a mess.It had become a complete mess from the moment I realized what I was doing and in my head, Asra laughed, laughed."Stupid human, you really can be fun!" she’d say with laughter, and I didn’t know how to feel.I knew the weight of my actions, I knew it well because for m
The Great Black King Chapter • 122
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱Asra cried like a child.No.It’s not right to say that. The person who looked like that Asra - cried like a child without comfort."It’s okay" I said again and again as she clung to me, but even though she (whoever she was) wasn’t Asra..., it didn’t bother me.When the day came, his eyes were swollen and red."I’m sorry..." she muttered as she stared at my soaked dress and I couldn’t help laughing.My fingers caressed her cheek and then her lips."It’s okay..." I repeated again and she smiled, a smile that clearly screamed "I know it’s not"."Elaine" she called me and even though she was anything but something I knew, I smiled and felt my stupid heart skip a beat "you don’t need to console me anymore..."I stared."Don’t you want me to... stay here?" The words came out blunt, it was so hard to ask that, especially when I was afraid the answer was yes."NO!" She said standing up quickly, standing in front of me "I... I... I..." bit her lip hard "I’m
The Great Black King Chapter • 123
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱I stared at Dad as he lay in bed with a huge storybook."Daddy?""Hi, dear," he answered me with a smile."You look sad... Dad. Did something happen?"His mouth opened, but then it closed."I just remembered that I have a lot of accumulated work" he lied.Dad was a liar.I sighed."Does that mean you won’t read to me tomorrow?"He denied it with his head."No matter how busy I may be, I’ll still be here to put you to sleep."Smile.He’d probably only do it for three or four days, but still... I was happy."Really?""Even" he said and I snuggled up to him when I finished buttoning my pajamas."Loren" he called me "what did you... think of the dance?"I pressed the ribbon that was still on my wrist, tied to it - as the blond boy had left.Smile."It was amazing, like a fairy tale," I said and Dad’s face seemed to become happier."How nice... I thought I might have gotten tired," he said and stroked my hair."No!" I hurried to say "I danced with Abbadon!
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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Azrael ⋅• ♱I watched her without realizing it, watched until the sun was setting and the barrier surrounding Samael’s plan was thinner, until the rune fragment she sent me was strong enough to enter."Don’t be an idiot," I remembered as my wings throbbed, "there’s no room for kindness, not after all you’ve done, don’t be such a hypocrite".I swallowed hard and a smile easily appeared on my lips when I crossed. It was like a fog touching my skin, a comfortable cold, a feeling I had missed even without realizing it.What the hell was I thinking? What was going on with me?I closed my eyes tightly, but my wings just beat, just took me there, to that breathless breath and that smile that could be felt in her voice when she called me."Azrael!" His arms wrapped around my neck and... had they always been so warm?"I thought you couldn’t come..." whispered her face down to my neck, I could feel her lips arched into a smile "okay? Did you get hurt getting past the barri
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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Azrael ⋅• ♱The child began to be able to move gradually, in a way that was still a little time consuming and different from his usual, from the child who ran around and insisted so much to have his little body in that garden.His speech had returned too, his voice was less guttural, more understandable and a smile that was not painful could be seen, one that was not put on that face just because of the melancholy of Callisto."Look! You can move your arms better now" the quartz eyes were flickering as you said that as something equivalent to Loren’s first steps, as if that was some kind of novelty that should be celebrated with various gifts and a party "how is your breathing? Something still burns?" tried to caress that small face as if it was something that would break by any slip on his part.Loren was now like a valuable piece of porcelain, one that could not risk being damaged after being restored."I’m fine, Dad..." the child’s voice was still low when to
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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱"I like stars," he said while playing with a pearl between my fingers "I like how they look, how they’re bright and beautiful. I like purple, I like how the sun in this world is red, even though here where Samael lives he looks different."Keir smiled, his hands still playing by my hair."What else?" asked me with her face resting on my thighs."I like salty foods, slightly spicy, bittersweet and especially the dessert that the boss of the mansion always makes." The one that looks like jelly with syrup."Pudding? ' She asked me smiling from the corner and I nodded."That’s right, pudding.""Um, um, uh...""I also like pretty dresses, braided hair, flat shoes, delicate swords..." I continued to list "I like hardcover books and slow songs.""And old scrolls? You live surrounded by them" Keir joked, his lips arched in a mischievous smile that made my heart beat."Silly" I hit with my fingertips on his nose."I know, I know" gave up "continue... what els
The Great Black King Chapter • 147
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Quinn ⋅• ♱His arms wrapped around my body and then everything seemed to be fine.I no longer felt the blood, nor the weight of the souls that I plucked, that I hurt."Everything will be fine" he repeated as a melodic song and if it was Calisto who told me those things... I naturally believed."How can you not like it here?" I asked as I stared at that landscape, the sky, the grass that resembled a red foliage. The stars that always shone in the sky almost always cloudy.Calisto snorted."I don’t know..." he said sincerely "maybe... I just can’t see the beauty of hell when I didn’t have you by my side."A twinge struck my chest, a twinge of happiness and hope."Fool" I mocked wrapping my arms around his neck.I loved that being.He loved his color-changing eyes, loved his foolish way of thinking that the world was more beautiful outside of hell. He loved the way the rebellious waves of black hair he had struggled to unravel around his delicate face.I loved the
The Great Black King Chapter • 146
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱I could not sleep.My eyes weighed and weighed, but I could not sleep - because there, in my arms -, there was a fragile being who did not seem able to open his eyes again.Whenever everything was cloudy and sleep pulled me down, I saw myself awakening in fright and looking at him.Checking.Checking to see if he was still alive, if he was still breathing.It was every day, every second - more complicated to watch, to watch."You should rest," Azrael told me one night, his eyes sharply in pain as he stared at the child, my child."How?" I heard myself ask, Loren’s sleeping face was so pale I had to put my fingers close to her nostrils to make sure he was still alive."Samael is good" he said hoping to console me, but it didn’t work.How would it work?"Then why haven’t we heard from you?" I practically growled, my hands closed in fists, tears burning in my eyes "I sent letters and more letters... I... I did everything I could... I DEMANDED answers a
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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱"Asmodeus is a great...""This time it’s going to work," I said ignoring the voice of that damn demon in my earring as I focused on that crystal, that crystal I was able to form from Quinn’s blood."You’ve been repeating this since...""Shut up" growled tearing the earring from my ear and throwing it at the wall.I wasn’t in the mood to be careful about whether or not I could hurt him or even break his prison.I was just tired.I wanted to see her."It needs to work" I muttered as I imbued more and more magic in that little crystal "work, work..." I kept repeating, as if somehow that was a stupid mantra - strong enough to make everything work; but nothing could be easy when it was for me, right?Nothing worked as it should.I bit my mouth hard, the fangs thrust into my lip until a sliver of blood came down my chin.I couldn’t see her, I couldn’t be with her or protect her. I couldn’t go to her even though time was passing and yet, the least I was a
The Great Black King Chapter • 144
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱My eyes weighed, my belly looked strange and at times it was like floating in my own body.I could feel my father’s affection as he tried to talk and distract me, but now even opening his mouth was a complicated task."It’s going to be okay" he repeated and at that point I already knew he was saying it more to himself than to me."I know" I wanted to answer while smiling, but my mouth did not move, in fact, opening my eyes was already a gigantic effort, so I was content to grunt and hold her hand.It wasn’t a squeeze, I couldn’t even call it anything but touch. A soft, almost nonexistent touch that my father should be questioning if it was real.He was sad, wasn’t he? Abbadon should also be, but after I started sleeping more than 17 hours a day, she was no longer there, just Dad.A version of Dad who stared at me with a red face from crying."Do you want to hear a story?" He asked me with a broken voice and I forced myself to smile, forced my face to
The Great Black King Chapter • 143
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Samael ⋅• ♱I blinked."What was it?" she asked me as she sat in the armchair and the red-eyed duchess stared at me with an raised eyebrow."I did not expect... the two" I spoke sincerely, after all the agreement I had made with Elaine was already a clear way to make the duchess calmer with all that; even so, the sharp gaze of Asra shot me as if my mere mention of her being there was an offense. Maybe it was the result of years on the battlefield, but I knew when I wasn’t able to win a war, so I sighed winning "but since you’re here..." I muttered indicating with one hand to the armchairs - sit down."Where will you start?" Asra questioned, the red hair falling with perfectly braided waves on her back, the sharp eyes staring at me and looking for any sign of flickering in my attitudes or decisions."I’ve been thinking about tears..." I said remembering Quinn, the way he had acted.Since that day, the bastard did not even give me a mere sign of life and Callisto’
The Great Black King Chapter • 142
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱Samael did as he said he would, but from the day we arrived at the camellia mansion - a name given by Keir, since the garden was full of camellias -, I did not even see the slightest sign of the priest’s existence, but now, when morning came by the door of our house.The huge smile on his face made me question my own sanity as he said - what was sweet? If you keep looking at me like that, I’m gonna think you don’t like my presence.I opened my mouth to confirm that assumption, but I chose not to."Just... I thought it was too early for you to be here," I lied and apparently that wasn’t one of my best lies, as he just smiled as he drank his tea."Early? We have a lot to study, especially if we want the child to experience one of my theses before dying."I swallowed it hard."Is he... very ill?"Samael laughed quietly."Does it really matter to you?"'No' I realized as I pressed the skirt of my dress between my fingers.My concern for Loren... was mini
