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The Great Black King Chapter • 63
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱"I had a bad, long nightmare..." she said and when I realized it, she was staring at that pale face that smiled as if it was an obligation - as if smiling was necessary; I knew that smile well.The smile of: they won’t like me if I cause trouble.My chest tightened -, how could I say no to her?I held her hand, pale and cold and sighed deeply.Wasn’t Elaine disgusted by that vision? The horns? The wings? I still remembered the way she cried cowering in the corner of the room when she first saw Callisto in her demonic form, so... what was wrong?The bluish eyes met mine, but in the place of deep terror and a frightened expression, she approached and her fingers gently touched my face.She wasn’t afraid, it was almost like... she liked what she saw."Doesn’t it frighten you... even a little?" I found myself asking once again and the chapped lips, which now took a little color, arched."No... and... her eyes look beautiful," she said so low that she seemed to be telli
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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱"Stay..." I asked even though I knew she probably wouldn’t be, but to my surprise, Asra stayed.She lay on the bed and when I realized, her fingers slipped through my hair and that touch calmed me like nothing had ever calmed me before.My face sank into Asra’s neck before I knew it and when her floral scent invaded my nostrils, it was as if I could feel at home - like in those flowery fields or in the garden.Not the garden of Eden, not in those nightmares with Michael, but... in that garden where the colored-haired girl always found me. I could almost feel the warmth of the sun touching my skin.There... I simply fell asleep, finally realizing how heavy and sleepy my body really was; but how could I have a sense of something like this when commonly the body could not even be considered mine.That night I had nothing left but rest, a deep sleep, bathed in the perfume of the duchess who in so many lives had tried to kill me.It was ironic, right? It
The Great Black King Chapter • 65
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Azrael ⋅• ♱"Azrael!" She screamed and my mind seemed about to explode, breathing became more and more complicated and when I tried to extend my hand in her direction, when I tried to reach her something shone in gold and a shining armor stepped on my foot."What a disappointment... brother" he said with that voice full of arrogance and I heard myself scream, I heard myself scream as she was torn from me as she was dragged away while...I jumped out of bed again and felt the sweat come down my forehead.Another nightmare."Shit..." I slid one of my hands across my face "again this shit...""Is it hard to sleep, brother?" Miguel’s voice made me get up quickly in a jolt "calm down, walk... it’s just me" he said in laughter. He was there, sitting in the window with his face against the wall."You seem to be doing well at work, since you have time to sleep like this" he spoke with that snobbish tone that made my stomach wrap."The king is dealing with many things" I
The Great Black King Chapter • 66
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱I took a deep breath and when I realized I was remembering that night again."Asra" Asmodeus practically shouted my name, which made me come back to me amid a jolt."What is it?""What the fuck are you thinking? Didn’t you hear me?"Grunhi.If I admitted that I had not heard anything he had told me - I would be fucked, very, very fucked, completely fucked and hostage to an endless drama coming straight from the prince of the ninth territory."I give up on you" he grumbled pulling my glass of wine to himself and snorting while practically turning it all at once "I should be home! You should be in the middle of my harem, but no, I’m here solving political problems that you created!"I sighed."What do you want? A thank you?""It would be a great way to start" he grumbled and pulling the liter of wine for himself, served all the rest of the content in the cup "I’m here working, having my reputation destroyed and all that for what? Am? You don’t even thank me!""Oh hea
The Great Black King Chapter • 67
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱When Asra left my room, I thought I would not see her again and how it happened after dinner when I awoke in her palace - I went back to being nothing more than a spectator, but then... she came to me with a tray full of fruit the next morning and when I tried to speak, my mouth opened again.'It’s her...' I thought.'When Asra is around... my body answers me,' he concludes and just as my theory said, I began to test and every moment seemed more and more real.She was beside me and then it was as if the strings of the puppet were finally cut.Why?Was it because she was changing things? Was it because Asra was different from others?My chest tightened as I snuck out of bed to get close to the redhead."Why do you look at me like that?" she asked when I kept staring at her."So-Sorry is a great...""No need to apologize" she muttered "but you were looking at me as if..." she stopped and then cleared her throat "forget it, just... eat."I held her hand
The Great Black King Chapter • 68
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱"Lucifer woke up" Zaniel spoke as soon as he entered my office and both Azrael and I stared at him at the same time."Did Lucifer really wake up?""Are you for real?"We spoke almost in unison and the fallen with crimson hair nodded."A letter has just arrived from the palace of the black tower, Princess Lucifer has awakened."I sighed, feeling relieved for the first time since I stepped foot in this damn territory."Finally..." Azrael said sinking on the couch "I hate all these flowers and there are flowers everywhere!"I snitched.Yes, Lucifer liked flowers. He likes it so much that all his territory was full of them and in all the houses he could see even on their roofs and in the streets.Loren had loved it all, but looking at Azrael’s side - who was allergic to pollen -, it felt like real hell."We’re finally going home!" he said looking too happy, so happy that I almost felt guilty about destroying his happiness."We can’t go back... yet..." I
The Great Black King Chapter • 69
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱She was in the library - I knew because I had heard the maids talking about the plans cancelled with Asmodeus."I shouldn’t intervene, if she cancelled something with the prince... then she must want to be alone," came to mind and yet contradicted me. My feet just moved carried away by my selfishness and when I realized I was in front of the library; and then between the shelves until I stopped at that place more to the center - where a fireplace was lit and Asra stood, leaning the table with a large book in hands.His eyes rose toward me."Elaine" The redhead’s face seemed to light up when she said my name.Don’t kid yourself, she’s just surprised."Hi... are you... busy?"She closed the book with a thud and smiled."Not exactly, but... I thought you didn’t leave your room.""I don’t go out much..." I muttered and mentally completed 'but heard you were here...'"Hummm" Asra threw the book on the table and held out one hand to me "come, I’ll show you
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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Azrael ⋅• ♱Kill Asra.That was the idiotic order Miguel had given me this time.I threw myself on the library couch and I could feel each of my muscles hurt.It was impossible to do this without being discovered - especially when Callisto had suddenly become so attentive to the damn concubine."What are you thinking? " Zaniel’s voice caught me by surprise and lifted my tired eyes to the fallen.Unlike me, Zaniel was someone trustworthy, one of my many brothers who fell for hating our father after what he did to Quinn and Lucifer.Zaniel was one of many who deserved Callisto’s trust and perhaps... - my thought was interrupted by my back that throbbed where my wings had once existed.Who cares about maybe?"That I’ll probably be dead as soon as we get back to the castle and the black tower," I spoke sincerely and saw the crimson-haired man smile."When did you become so exaggerated, Azrael?"I snitched."It’s not exaggeration... is it true, have you ever seen all
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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
