The room was tensed. Among the halflings and the demon lord's present inside the newly furnished headmaster's office, only Headmaster Kraken was able to grin from ear to ear. Though the Demon King and the Grand Duke was yet to arrive, the four halflings were there.Sylvia the Angry was seated beside her father Demon Lord Satan the Angry. They were both talking in hushed tones even when all the people in the office could hear them. "Are you sure, Sylvia?" A knot lodged between the young looking demon lord, Satan, as he stared at his only child — worry etched on his youthful face.Sylvia the Angry barely glance at her father before she locked her gaze ahead of her in complete nonchalance. "That is the fortieth time you are asking me and this is my fortieth answer. Yes."Just like that, Sylvia the Angry shut her father up.Levi the Envious was seating comfortably beside his upright father, Demon Lord Leviathan the Envious. No words were uttered between the two but anyone could see the n
With her head lying on his bare chest while her legs linked onto his body with nothing between but body heat, the two enjoyed the night after the wretched meeting of Halflings along with their demon kin. The crimson and azure hue embers were peaking beyond the curtains before it could penetrate the drapes that surrounded the messy bed.Gone were the clothes the demon prince and the Glutton heir were wearing. They laid like trash on the bed’s feet after being discarded in a frenzied state after the stressful discussion had been dealt with. The sheets of the bed were wrinkled as if a storm wreaked havoc upon it, but it was not a storm nor a battle that transpired here – but a passionate exchange of body heat and bodily fluids.Maleficent the Glutton did not know when she stopped counting how many times they did it. But when they reached the tenth time by midnight, she stopped caring about the Battle of Halflings which would happen a week from now and decided to enjoy her orgasms as she
THE ENSUING FIREWORKS blooming in the night sky continued. The mixture of the myriad of bright colors clashed above the sky, followed by a thundering sound, eliciting the cheers of the students of Transylvania Academy as it announced the week-long start of the Battle of Halflings. Since the participants were from the prestigious demon clans of the Nether World, it was decided by the headmaster and the great demon lords that the opening ceremony would be held on evening. Maleficent the Glutton could hear the buzzing chatters and lively music as people from different races danced in the streets with their masks on — tearing down the millennium worth of blood feud. Loud thumping of their feet along with the clapping of their hands as they bounced along the rhythm of the gongs. For once, the invisible line between the citizens of the three worlds was gone.A ghost of a smile slipped from Maleficent’s lips. She flipped the faceless mask away from her face, showing her emerald eyes adorned
“Maleficent, your lovesick parents are back in your estate in the Nether World. Don’t you worry. Your mother and father seems to eat a happy pill after their date, so they did not mind that you were not there like what your promise." Damon sighed as he tugged his silky raven hair before he stared at the woman he cherished more than his life, "Like seriously, Maleficent? I waited for you since the sun is yet to hit its peak! Why make a promise when you knew you can’t be there?”A low guttural growl followed Damon's remark, who was now in his transformed wolf form just to dash faster — he was so frustrated that he failed to remember that he got a teleportation skill. But Maleficent the Glutton only rolled her eyes before she handed the lottery number that Headmaster Kraken made her take blindly from the latter's magic box. “I got a number that states who will be my next enemy. Aren't you curious who I will be fighting? Who knows? It might be you?" Her perfectly carved eyebrows wiggled
A pair of boots trudged to the ends of the sacred halls of the Heavenly World's Divine Pavilion. The echoes of the footsteps were a complete contradiction to the sacred hallway that had witnessed countless realms rise and fall.Walls and floors made of riches, the nymphs from the land below sang about, gleamed like the sun around the young man striding through the columns of the hallway. Reflecting in his eyes, which held a good amount of stardust of light blue specks, were centuries he had witnessed the Heavenly World shone brighter than before amidst the chaos of the three worlds. But the shadows beneath the swirling swarm of azure specks were not seeing the past of the three worlds making up the whole of the universe – the young man was seeing the present with gritted teeth and a deep knot lodged between his perfectly carved brows.Indeed he was looking for the present that would affect the very foundation of the Heavenly World that his kin had protected protected ever since the
Maleficent the Glutton was standing behind the tent that was set up for the Glutton Territory when her bored emerald eyes caught someone's silhouette which made her freeze for a good moment."Steffan?" Maleficent the Glutton asked herself as she stared at the person before her. Flashback..MALEFICENT! Maleficent!” Only one person called her that, it was Steffan, the young volunteer who visited her foster home the other week. He took a liking to her ‘quirks’. He meant her eyes that had always dark circled like she spent weeks without sleep or the way how pale her skin was even if she played under the sun or how her eyes were so dark like they were some kind of bottomless pit. Steffan liked it.Cent spun her feet away from the running sunshine. She was afraid that she would get burned with his sunny attitude, no matter how crazy that may sound for her. “Hey.” He was still able to catch up to her.“What do you want? Don’t you have school or something?” She clutched her sketchpad to her
As if the man heard her, he turned around. On cue, Maleficent the Glutton was met by a pair of soulless eyes as he seethed."Why are you alive after killing innocent people all of your life?"A sharp gasp escaped from Maleficent's trembling lips as she stood frozen. The world seemed to stop turning around her. Just her and Steffan were standing on the empty corridors of the arena."Retribution!" A familiar shrill of a female was the final nail of the coffin for Maleficent the Glutton.FLASHBACK TWO...CENT ALMOST fainted when she opened the back door of the studio where Madame Lira’s class was being held. No matter how slowly she opened the door, she was met by the blazing look of the middle-aged woman.I’m gonna die.“Maleficent Smith!” Madame Lira’s thunderous voice boomed inside the spacious studio. Cent could not help but winced as she heard her dreaded name.Maleficent, the name embroidered on her silk blanket that covered her bloody and small body. Sister Tasha told her that she
"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