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The Great Black King Chapter • 88
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱Of course.The sky was clear, but I couldn’t remember the name of that color. It was the same color as that woman’s eyes, the eyes that shone when they looked at me."Loren, darling" she called me, called me like Dad called me.I didn’t like it when they called me like Dad did, but when it was her... it didn’t bother me."Hi... I came" I said as I sat there on the grass.Dad would be angry if I sat on that grass? I had gone to the doctor every day and had been a good boy, he would not be angry right?The woman’s hand touched my face - it was hot."It’s okay," she said as she looked at me and the twinkle in her eyes seemed to increase, it was almost like she was like Uncle Belphegor. She seemed to understand what I thought, even if I didn’t tell her.I automatically put both hands on my head."It’s ugly to read people’s heads without asking permission," I said as a beak formed in my mouth.Dad always fought with Uncle Bell. I didn’t want him to fight w
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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Azrael ⋅• ♱It still hurt.I could still feel my back throbbing and my neck burning, but I still stood, my eyes fixed on the table as I waited for an answer."Commander..." the creature’s weak voice, which should not have been more than 100 years old, made me call and I had to force a smile as I lifted my gaze."What did the saint say?"She opened her mouth, but then closed it."I knew," I thought. "The saint said nothing, it was Asra"."Ahm..." the creature looked away, his face was thin, his body too fragile.Asra had several maids, many of them were trained as well as the best of my men, but that child? She was obviously young. Was she one of the children she had employed in the tribute incident?I sighed."Speak, I won’t blame you."I couldn’t and probably the guilt made me be so kind, but that wasn’t something she would understand.Her purple eyes shone with hope and she cleared her throat before speaking."The duchess said... I should inform you that the s
The Great Black King Chapter • 90
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱"What should I wear?" I asked as I spun around in the still-unmade bed. He had not yet had enough strength to get out of bed - especially knowing that Asra was busy.She was always busy the last few days.I snorted and a beak formed on my lips."Caliiii..." I called the half-demon Asra had assigned to me for a few weeks and the purple eyes stared at me as if they were about to smile."What is it, miss?" she asked me as she finished setting the table further to the corner of the room.There were so many fruits and cakes that I wondered if there could really be someone capable of eating all that.It was an exaggeration! An exaggeration and above all an absurdity, because even if I begged Cali, I would still have to eat everything alone."What do I do?" I asked sulking."About?""About what to wear to prom!"It was silly - I knew that and I also knew I was acting like a spoiled child, but... after so long being just a puppet of those damn strings... I c
The Great Black King Chapter • 91
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱Two beats later Asra’s voice could be heard."Come in," she said loud enough that I could understand."In the way?" I asked as I opened the door and put a part of my face to spy.The red eyes stared at me and a smile soon sprouted on his lips painted with a reddish hue, reminiscent of the color of the cherries we had seen on one of our walks."You never get in my way" she said and with a simple gesture with her hands, a chair was pulled to her side "come, sit, what brought you here?"I controlled myself so as not to jump towards him and sat on the chair crossing my legs, one over the other."Um... I... I was thinking about the dance" I said as I looked at my own feet."Oh! Did you choose what to wear?" Her eyes shone with expectation and I realized that this was the first time they expected something like this from me. They expected... that I would make a decision - not that I would act specifically and that simple detail made me smile."Actually..."
The Great Black King Chapter • 92
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱The red stone shone on that necklace and I stared at it with disgust."Fucking asshole..." I grumbled as I pulled one of my spell books close.Calisto fucked my life even when I had no pretense.I sighed heavily, my fingers slipped by the glowing stone that had been placed on the table by one of my numerous servants.That ancient language was no different from the ancient language of any of the thousands of existing universes. It was a common tongue for someone like me, yet I joined the angry eyebrows."Why is it always so? Am? Why the hell do I have to go out collecting things and putting pieces together?" I grumbled looking at the ceiling "Why can’t it be, yes, salabim, revived!?"A fragment of the soul of the one who wants to be resurrected, a coin willingly given by the boatman and when at last the remains lie on the first infernal tombstone - the being will return as an abyssal calf.Grunhi."Damn all necromancers! Sadists! Idiots! Imbeciles!
The Great Black King Chapter • 93
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱"You’re the only person who doesn’t need excuses" she had said and for some reason I couldn’t forget those words.It was silly and I knew it - but somehow I just wanted to stay there.I sighed leaning back against the wooden door and placing the various books I had picked up in Asra’s library - on my bedside table."Shall I prepare your bath, miss? I could have helped you with the books..." Cali spoke and I sighed again."It’s all right, Asra brought them with me to my door."Cali looked at me and even if she did not speak, she had that question on her face: why didn’t she come in?I threw myself into my bed and sank my face into the pillow."Asra is... busy" I grumbled even though I was being selfish."Oh! I see... the ball seems to be taking a lot of the duchess’s time."I settled."Too long! I feel she barely has time for me!" I spoke and as quickly as those words had come out of my lips - I felt my face blush.What the hell was I talking about? H
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♱ •⋅ 1750 A.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱Abbadon’s eyes shone as she looked at the daffodils and I couldn’t help but smile when I finished singing."You sing very well, young master, that’s probably why they grow so beautiful" she said "the young master really looks like his mother, sings divinely."My face became hot with that comparison - not because it was the first time, after all since Abbadon came up and became the one who takes care of me, it was common for her to talk more about my mom..., but because whenever I was compared to her, I felt happy.So happy that my chest seemed about to explode."I wish I had heard her sing..." I muttered looking at the daffodils.I’d never have the courage to say that before, but... it was okay to be selfish and if it was Abbadon you were talking to, I knew Dad probably wouldn’t know."She was singing to you" Abbadon said and it caught me by surprise."Would you sing?"She smiled, a sincere smile - like Asra’s whenever she looked at me from afar."Yes
The Great Black King Chapter • 95
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱It was late autumn, the cold air was blowing in my face and a part of me wanted to die.Why was that station so damn time-consuming?I sighed and saw the smoke form as soon as the air left my lips.I hated autumn, was as sure of it as I was sure that the throne I had fled from - would still be intact when I returned.Even as I walked through the mortal lands with nothing but an ordinary sword and average clothes - I was able to get rid of Mammon’s voice in my mind."Lord! Come home! Your father can no longer handle so much stress," he said as if that old man deserved the drop of my concern.I ignored.Just as I had ignored when Belchior went up to try to convince me - or when Beelzebub came to visit me and simply seemed to have been forced to do so in order to convince me (which he did not intend to do)."Why should I?" He mocked "have you ever seen that mountain of papers on your father’s desk? That is his inheritance" he said in jest and mockery,
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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
The Great Black King Chapter • 148
♱ •⋅ 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
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
