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
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
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