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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!
The Great Black King Chapter • 124
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱"I said... the person I like is you."Elaine had said, but those words seemed too difficult to get into my mind.What?Me?What?When?How?Elaine...My eyes widened wide.When I had become so stupid? It was living with Callisto, - how did Asmodeus always mock? Was it the need to deny myself my feelings for Elaine?It was obvious she liked me.It was obvious in her gaze, in her requests that I not go away when I had a nightmare.I was so worried about keeping myself safe, about correcting Callisto’s future - about stopping Azrael, stopping Miguel, changing... -, I focused so much on those things I treated as a priority, that I forgot the most important part: Elaine.The Demon King’s Sacrifice - was a work of romance, a novel with more than 400 chapters that described the whole story of Elaine and as much as we had the chance to see a few chapters by the vision of other characters... It was Elaine who was considered the center, the core of the script. Everything beg
The Great Black King Chapter • 125
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱"Why are you crying?" I was not able to not ask and the tearful eyes that so much resembled two grenades stared at me."Because... I am happy."She said as she sniffed and as she had done so many times, I dried her tears with lingering kisses all over her face. I felt her cheeks warm with each kiss and when I walked away to face the feared duchess, she looked more like a blushing child."When did you become so unfair?" she muttered as her arms wrapped around my hip.Smile."I don’t know... I think knowing that you’re in love with me... makes me safe, confident, happy..." I muttered, feeling my face blush and Asra’s lips arched upwards seductively."My Elaine is really amazing" she whispered with her face next to mine and I could feel my heart miss too many beats for my own good, my lungs forget the proper way to pump air and what was left of blood in my body... just went straight up to my face.Hearing her talk like that and so conscious... wasn’t go
The Great Black King Chapter • 126
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱"It wasn’t so bad" Asmodeus said as he leaned on my shoulder "think well, it could be worse."My eyes closed tightly.I didn’t want Elaine to have to be near Samael, but all I got was a crude "pardon" from Calisto for what happened at the dance and a "possible permission" for the saint to remain by my side.He had not really looked at my face, had not addressed the word to me, but to Asmodeus."I didn’t quite understand why I had to come" I grumbled and Asmodeus laughed."No? It was Callisto’s expression, of course."I raised one of my eyebrows."You made me come just for that?"The blond demon laughed."Unfortunately not, but... it helps him to feel guilty and miserable.""Guilty and miserable, huh?"Asmodeus nodded his head."Calisto cannot help that what you said was an incontestable truth. Do you think he agreed to "collaborate" for some other reason?"I took a deep breath.Callisto and Asmodeus' conversation was based on threats from the prince and rebuttals f
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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱Amber eyes, short hair.I’d still be able to recognize that face anywhere."I hope you’ll be able to forgive me for being late," he said as he bowed in front of me.Samael.The angel Samael.No.The fallen angel - Samael. The one who fell not by choosing a side but by his own crimes in the midst of an internal war.Angels fought all over the place, but Samael... he was busy using his brothers as lab rats.It did not exist in all hell - who did not know this information -, and when I saw myself together that man, Calisto made sure to tell me.'Don’t trust Samael' he told me that night as he looked at me with the same expression as someone who really cares.Smile.In the end, it wasn’t in Samael that I couldn’t trust."Don’t worry about it" I said as I reached out to the chair "sit down, Prince Asmodeus told me he wanted to... talk."He nodded and bluntly sat at the table, his eyes fixed on me as if I were a rare creature.That look had bothered me man
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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱"I think after that, we will meet more often" Samael’s voice was all I heard before he bowed with a confused expression and walked away from the tea table."Elaine?" I called her and the bright eyes stared happily at me.I didn’t know what Samael had said, but I would surely kill him if she were crying now."You came back fast," she said standing up and I smiled as she practically ran up to her and touched her face."Okay? He said something unpleasant? You don’t need to hear that thing... the emperor said..." she laughed and interrupted me."I’m fine" spoke and his hand landed on my "so please... can you relax a little? The priest told me nothing too much and also agreed to be close to us."I blinked."What is it?""He said he could stay in the palace if it was better for me, that he can use one of the rooms as a laboratory as long as no employee goes there."My mind felt like a complete mess. It made no sense at all.Had Samael agreed to this? Had he agreed to go
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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱My eyes could not turn away, even if I tried, I could not not not look at her.She was smiling. She was smiling as tears fell down her cheeks. He was smiling at the blonde woman in front of him who caressed his face and seemed to say that everything would be fine.'Where?' I asked myself as my body leaned against the wooden wall. As I went through the last months, the last years. Where had Asra stopped loving me? Where did she...'She said she would love me until her last breath, she said that...'It didn’t matter, right?No.My eyes remained fixed on both."Now... it doesn’t matter..." I heard myself whisper "I lost her."A low laugh made me turn my face to the side."Lost her?" Asmodeus asked me with eyes full of anger, but somehow... I just didn’t have the energy for him. To your mockery, your silly discussions."Prince Asmodeus" I spoke with one hand on my face "I don’t want to argue with you, so... could you leave me alone?""At peace? At peace
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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
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♱ •⋅ 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
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♱ •⋅ 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
