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
Reth the former leader of the Trilateral Court of the Ambivalent World had his vision spun like a cartwheel. He felt her body being lifted briskly after two days of being starved inside his cabin turned prison. A celestial knight from the Heavenly World secured a sack around his head to obstruct his vision as the knight carried his weakened body like a sack of rice on his shoulder.He could feel that the magic-driven ship stopped moving. Light pierced through the baggy sack, enabling Reth to grasp that it was already afternoon and they just landed on a part. The way people buzzed around him, Reth could guess that he was back in the capital of the Ambivalent World for his grand procession before his head would roll.The high lord of the Trilateral Court being carried like this was a disgrace enough for Reth. He got carried disgracefully for a while until the celestial knight grunted a sound of relief before dumping him to the stone pavement. They treated him like he was already a dead
Hundreds of footsteps from the wide major streets made of cobblestones to the murky roads in the back alley were all buried by the sound of lively music instrumentals from the open bars around the area. The buzzing chatters from merchants who came from the farthest part of the three worlds gathered at the apex of the three worlds — Transylvania Academy's newly opened Academy City aided by the three worlds' cooperation, magic, and wealth. Hundreds of imposing buildings surrounded by majestic canyons watched the history of the founding of Transylvania Academy.Flags made from the finest silver silks which were cut out right from the phoenix’s tail littered every nook and cranny of the city streets. The sigil of the Transylvania Academy littered the city.The warm lanterns hanging on the main straight illuminated the lively city as the last crimson and azure hue of the sun touched the roofs made of cobblestones and walls made of clay bricks. The sun set did not deter the onslaught of no