Selaphiel the Fallen had held her daughter’s shoulders as she brought her to safety. What she meant by safey was a two-layered shadows weaved by Grand Duke Beelzebub the Glutton in one swing and a ground with black feathers for her daughter to rest while she would skin Michael herself. She knew that she told her ex husband that she would be the one to kill the arch angel or else she would strangle the grand duke herself – no pun intended. “M-Mother?”
It was the second time that Maleficent called her mother just to make sure that she was not hallucinating. The second time her mother hummed, she knew right there and then that the one cradling her was indeed her mother who had come for her. A sigh of relief escaped from her chapped lips before her wings vanished into thin air – fully surrendering to the exhaustion that plugged her body. It was such a wonder how strong she felt earlier at the face of her enemy but when her mother cradled her, it was as if her limbs had turned in
“Dad!” Maleficent screamed the hell out upon seeing how her father was being surrounded by the arch angels. Dozens of question wacked her mind but one question prevailed: why were there able to escape the magic ball of Merlin? She inched herself away from Damon’s grasp around her waist with an intention to save her father when Damon’s hold against her body had tightened as if he was telling her to stay put. In an even tone, she ordered him. “Let me go, Damon. And I will forget that you stopped me from saving my family.” The coldness in Maleficent’s voice made Damon flinch as his hold around her waist loosened. He could only grit his teeth as he remembered how his father flinched from his mother’s touch. Somehow, he already saw his future – still, he did not want to change it. “Be careful. I will be one step behind you, Maleficent.” As soon as he let go of her waist, a hole appeared over them and a roaring black-scaled dragon immerged. On cue, Maleficent bolted away from him
Another familiar voice stopped the crowd once more. Maleficent did not know how many uninvited guests would trot their way in! But this voice, this voice shook her core. As her gaze wandered around before she looked at the source of the voice, she could see that she was not the only one affected by the voice. Awestruck, sadness, disbelief, confusion, happiness, fear – these emotions could be seen on the faces around her, even from her father who was not into showing emotions and weakness around people. But seeing how Maleficent could see the sadness on his father’s face for the first fraction of a minute before it shifted to confusion and then to happiness, Maleficent needed not confirmation as she whipped her head to the direction where the blinding figure was floating at. “How?” Michael the Loyal asked in complete disbelief. “Is that really you, Kirk?” Upon hearing the name, a myriad of emotions broke free around Maleficent including her who was now coverin
Selaphiel the Fallen had held her daughter’s shoulders as she brought her to safety. What she meant by safey was a two-layered shadows weaved by Grand Duke Beelzebub the Glutton in one swing and a ground with black feathers for her daughter to rest while she would skin Michael herself. She knew that she told her ex husband that she would be the one to kill the arch angel or else she would strangle the grand duke herself – no pun intended. “M-Mother?” It was the second time that Maleficent called her mother just to make sure that she was not hallucinating. The second time her mother hummed, she knew right there and then that the one cradling her was indeed her mother who had come for her. A sigh of relief escaped from her chapped lips before her wings vanished into thin air – fully surrendering to the exhaustion that plugged her body. It was such a wonder how strong she felt earlier at the face of her enemy but when her mother cradled her, it was as if her limbs had turned in
Reth, the Leader of the Trilateral Court, snarled at the Kraken before him – not waiting for his answer even when he asked. Instead, he was the one who answered it. There was no point denying it. Instead of groveling before the demon lords and arch angels, he planned to face them head on. After all, he still got a card left. “I did it because I hate how those pathetic scumbag of a demons tried to think that they could feel things about love and family! Bullshit! Demons existed as the filthiest among all the races! They have no right to feel such feelings! And then those bitches came and frolic their whorish faces to the Nether World!” He glared at Ilorde and Selaphiel before he continued. “But hey! The bitches can be pretty helpful too! They gave me idea of what to do next.”Upon hearing the bastard's words, Maleficent the Glutton could not stop herself when she stepped forward. As she came forth, her mind were bombarded with thoughts and memories of the past. She did not know that ev
A pair of warm arms engulfed Maleficent the Glutton in a hug, waking her up from her dark-filled trance. The Glutton Heir flinched as she was snapped from her reverie before she looked around her.It was a complete chaos. Though there were no more fightings, the stenches of death remained. Gone was the presence of the angels and the dwellers of the Ambivalent World."What happened?" Maleficent the Glutton clutched Damon's arms around her waist as he hugged her from behind. He was sniffing her head as if he was reassuring himself that she safe within his arms."Michael the Loyal took Reth and his cronies to detain him while Headmaster went with them to present the evidences for the incoming trials," said Damon. "Finally, everything is over now.""My parents? My vassals?" Maleficent attempted to pry away Damon's arms from her to look for Levi the Envious, Merlin the Necromancer, Apollo Sky the Loyal, and even Sylvia the Angry.Damon tightened his hold while he carressed her hips to calm
BEELZEBUB'S POINT OF VIEWMaleficent, my daughter, and her scumbag lover, Prince Damon, sauntered off the throne room - leaving the two pairs alone to sort what is needed to be sort. Or what is left of it at least.I did not pay attention when the Demon King Lucifer the Prideful took Ilorde away with his teleportation. What my focus is pinned to is the flustered woman who sacrificed her divinity for our daughter.In a flash, I engulfed Aurora in a warm embrace."W-What are you doing, Zel?" Though startled from my assault, she does not make any move to push me away - giving me enough reason to push her more against my warmth."How long has it been since I feel your warm embrace? How long has it been since I feel this contentment and peace? Peace? Have I ever been at peace? For over centuries that passed by, in the back of my mind even when I pushed myself to hate you for reasons of my own, have I ever been this at ease?"When Aurora also known by many as Selaphiel, did not answer, I co
LUCIFER'S POINT OF VIEW"Are you disappointed that I am still alive, my darling wife?" A crooked grin curved on the immaculate face of the king of the Nether World as he stared at his wife right after he teleported them to his bedchamber.Tears fell from the gleaming eyes of the strongest woman of the Ambivalent World's Shapeshifter Clan. Ilorde listened to the words that Demon King Lucifer the Prideful uttered with brimming arrogance. Not even blinking as she tried to digest the surge of emotions that dwelled inside her for centuries.Anger. Pain. Longing. Everything was amplified after the battle. Tears fell that she even had to touch her cheeks. Her mind did not say so, but why was she crying?Staring down at her tear-soaked fingers, Ilorde started to quiver. “After so many centuries, that's what you say toe?” Her voice was hoarse. “Not a single blasted apology? Not even a reason why you stabbed me from the back?" Ilorde, once a strong woman, was now reduced to a mess as she point
Sipping her favorite chamomile tea, Maleficent the Glutton remained calm. Once she placed the teacup back onto the saucer, her gaze remained on the murky tea in her teacup. “How quaint. My parents and your parents are making a new series of side stories."Maleficent the Glutton crossed her legs in a fluid motion as she cocked her head to her right side while staring alternatively from Levi the Envious, who was looking at her with eyes full of wonder, to Merlin the Necromancer, who was looking at her like always – the look of being awestruck. She did not need to look at her lover at her right side, the shivers from her nape to her spine was a dead giveaway how he was looking at her – like some hungry pedrator who wanted to devour her whole.She continued to elaborate. Maleficent the Glutton turned her head to her lover, Damon the Prideful. With a single brow raised, she asked as she brought the teacup to her lips once again. “What do you think should we do, Damon, you who are the subje
Maleficent stared at the gates of the Transylvania Academy. A pair of black dragon-like wings folded behind her as she landed a few meters before her alma mater. She did not know why, but it felt like a long time since she was here yet in reality it was only a few weeks.She could still remember the first time she saw this school, she did not think that she would value this place so much. Maleficent never thought that she would treat this academy as a place closest to home. For the past years of her life, even though she grew up in a foster home, Maleficent could not sense any sense of belong there – not until she met the people she grew to care about in Transylvania Academy.That was why, in that illusion, she was able to see the light at the end of a seemingly endless loop of despair. The shackles of the past? She was already free from it. All thanks to those who trusted her, cared for her, and loved her despite the horns and gigantic wings.For those who trusted Maleficent despite
Before Maleficent 's mind shatter to the endless stream of torment, a warm aura enveloped her curling and shaking body. Like a cocoon of protection, it soothed her mind, body, and soul.Though ethereal, Maleficent was familiar with the warmth being emitted from the crimson-colored aura around her. With teary eyes, Maleficent stopped shaking and screaming words of helplessness and profanities."Sshh.. Stop crying, little Halfling." A deep and warm voice vibrated within her, muting the wicked one. The voice continued, "Remember, amidst the painful memories you have, you have bright ones as well. For every step you take back you forward thrice the distance from the past. Why? Because you have us and we have you. You are not alone anymore.""I.. I am not alone anymore?" "Remember... Where you surrender yourself to this prince. Like I said, there will be no going back. The moment you accepted me, there is no more turning back... little Halfling."Where I surrender myself?Flashback...“I
"Stop it! Stop this!" Maleficent was now hysterical. Even with her efforts to stop the wicked voice from spewing nonsense in her mind over and over again. "Stop spouting nonsense!""Hehehe! What nonsense? All chatters of these are facts! They are flashbacks from your memories!""You're right. These are all memories so it is now part of my past." There was now a hint of strength in Maleficent's voice."Foolish woman indeed! Hahaha! You... You will feel that familiar sense of loss and pain once more, Daughter of Greed!"Maleficent's heart pounded which immediately dimmed the small ray of light for Maleficent. "Wha-What do you mean?""Like what happened to that time when you almost that Halfling Prince, you will feel that helplessness and fear and sorrow once more sooner than later! But this time, you will lose him for eternity! Hahaha!"Flashback..Maleficent was too fixated on using her ability as the wielder of the darkness that she stupidly failed to realize the dwindling state of he
"My father knows why I did that! You can't brainwash me!" Maleficent the Glutton found her strength as she stood. Her gaze followed the swirling black smoke around her. "He won't abandon me!""Ting! Ting! Ting! You are wrong again! Haven't you remember? He once abandoned you! Hahahaha! Foolish girl!"Flashback... “Please, leave me alone,” said the Halfling, “I…I don’t want to see you anymore. So please, throw away all the guilt that you have in your heart and know that for a short period of time, you made me feel the emotions I thought I would die without.” The Halfling cleared her throat as if a lump was lodged in it before she continued. “Please respect my decision.” On cue, the torches that littered the prison cell were engulfed by a cluster of shadow for a fraction of a minute, deeming the entire prison cell for a small period of time that it was almost unnoticeable. People would believe that it was the grand duke who lost his composure during his visit, but Damon the prideful
Maleficent shook her head. Both of her hands were now covering her ears yet it did not lessen the malicious whispers that seemed to resonate within her mind — within her soul."You are a child of misfortune!""Your existence is a mistake!""Maleficent, you are a child of disaster. No. You are the disaster yourself. You bring pain wherever you go!"Hot tears continued to trickle down Maleficent's chin as she closed her eyes tightly while shaking her head profusely. "No! You're wrong! I still have father!""Fool! You are your father's greatest heartache! He regrets that he brought you back from the mortal world!"Flashback...Grand Duke Beelzebub the Glutton lost the will to live the moment he thought he lost his wife. His misery did not lessen when he had to let go of his daughter and watched her grew up from the sidelines as one of her shadows. He had foolishly thought that it would all soon go away the moment he would take her from the wretched mortal world – or so he thought. He fai
"When you died, you angered the heavenly law!"A frown painted on Maleficent's face as she watched the image of Damon vanished once more, replaced by a dark smoke swirling around her. "Why? How did I anger the heavens?"A vicious laughter resonated within Maleficent's sea of consciousness. "Fool! You just took an archangel from the heavens!"Flashback...SELAPHIEL, a newly bloomed fallen angel, quivered upon the howl of sorrow that she had heard amid the cackles of the thunderstorm that loomed the entire Rancid City. Perhaps it was guilt that made her froze rather than to race to where the sound was coming from. It was as clear as the lightning bolt that littered the darkened skies of the Nether World who screamed those anguished laden screams. The disparity dripped from every letter of the word he cried from the top of his lungs.“Maleficent, my baby girl…” Translucent droplets fell from her eyes as her chest tightened upon the very thought of losing her child before she could even h
Maleficent the Glutton, who was now tugging her horn while tears trickled down her face, willed herself to stand up from being slumped."No... I will protect my parents so that... So that nothing will happen to them." Though Maleficent's voice was barely a whisper, it was filled with determination.But a mocking voice resonated in the darkness once again. This time, it did not belong to Maleficent's mother's voice but from Damon!"Liar! You died because you are weak! So how can you protect us?"Flashback...“Indeed. Farewell.” Maleficent whispered. On cue, a roaring sound elicited from behind him before he was taken by the looming shadow of the gigantic winged serpent.After her last two words, the entire arena had turned into one extensive domain for Maleficent. Her emerald eyes glowed more than ever at that exact moment; the song of battle cries echoed from her mouth as she screamed, flipping her position. Now, she was the one sitting atop the shell-shocked Gabriel the Faithful.“Di
Lost in a train wreck of vicious thoughts whispered by the man called Steffan along with the cries of Maleficent 's mortal victims, the Glutton heir started to crumble."I... I have my family..." Maleficent, though it was a whisper, tried her earnest to fight the malevolent thoughts that wreck havoc in her mind.But a mocking laughter echoed within Maleficent's mind that made her freeze. It was not the malicious laughter that made her stop from her tracks, rather, it was the familiarity of the voice.On cue, Steffan's face turned to a silhouette of Aurora — Maleficent's mother. Gone was the warmth in her eyes as she glared at the shell-shocked Maleficent."How do you know that I am genuine with your fickle family obsession, dear daughter?" "N-No way...""I did it once. What's stopping me to do it one more time?"FLASHBACK…“That? That w-woman is my mother?” With widened eyes, shivers wracked her body as if a bucket of cold water splashed her rigid standing form. The glowing embers of
"What I want? I want you to remember that a sinner like you is not allowed to feel any emotion but fear. Think of it as a payment for all the lives you carelessly took back when you were at the Mortal's Realm, Maleficent."With one statement, it sucked Maleficent the invisible shield of her title as Maleficent the Glutton as if she was back to what she was before she met her father.Flashback 3:THE STALE colors of her ceiling welcomed her when she woke up briskly. Her ragged breathing and her sweat-covered shin were not a new thing for Cent. She spent her seventeenth year dreaming as if she was being chased by something ominous only to wake up abruptly when a pair of large flaming hands engulfed her. This vicious cycle became a regular thing for her since she celebrated her seventeenth birthday. And now, with her eighteenth birthday just two days from today, her nightmare became longer and hotter in a sense as if she was soaked to be boiled.Glancing at the alarm clock on her side ta