“What are you doing?” An angry voice resonated within the dungeon. His voice shook the stale air around Damon and the sleeping Maleficent.
A knot lodged deep between the halfling’s perfectly carved brows. He spoke with a guttural voice as if he was only pushing himself into answering a question which he did not really care about. “Saving your daughter.”
“Ha! You?” Grand Duke Beelzebub the Glutton cackled as if what he heard was the most absurd thing in the world. “You got me there. Fuck, to think that for a split second, I almost believe you. You’re good, son of Lucifer. You are fucking damn good with making sick jokes,” said Grand Duke Beelzebub the Glutton. But after a fraction of a minute, his face turned grim before he continued. “So now, give me my daughter and do not sabotage my plan.”
Upon the talks of the plan, Damon the prideful could not help but snort as he sharply turned around.
The gigantic statues of the winged beings made from the clay which could only be obtained by using the soil where the Ygdrasil was taking its roots that. When hit by the radiant sunlight, the cream-colored statues gleamed like pearls submerged in the translucent sea while being adorned with the finest pearls and jewels of the three worlds. The gigantic frames were the pillars of the opened meeting room located at the highest peak of the Benevolent World’s tallest mountain – Mt. Zaar. The sunlight first reached the faces of the enormous statues before the light chased the darkness away. As the gleaming sun rays kissed every faces of the statues, one could tell that the greatest artisans of history carved the very images of the seven pillars of the Heavenly Realm. With the way how every crevice of the seven pillars was copied like peas to the pod, every time Apollo Sky the Loyal was summoned here, he could not help himself but be astonished with the how grandiose the place. Bu
THE GUARDIAN angel Selaphiel stared at the round table who she did not expect to see again after forgetting who she really was. In the years she lost her memories of her benevolent bloodline, she was only a human named Aurora, who fell in love with the devil and not just any demon at that but the grand duke of the Nether World.As the guardian angel Selaphiel, she helped people interpret dreams, break addictions, protect children, preside over exorcisms, and rule over music in the heavenly world.But as Aurora, she was a loving wife and a mother who chose to die for her daughter.With deep thoughts as she was clad with silk clothes and golden robes as a golden laurel was placed around her hair, she flew again towards her seat while the gigantic statue of herself was hovering over her.It was in this moment that she whipped her head to the source of a certain direction upon hearing a voice
A bright red hexagram appeared inside the vast bubble hidden inside the murky waters. Though the surrounding darkness of the bottom of ocean floor engulfed the bubble, warm illumination filled the bubble – making it easier for him to see things even when the bubble was at the depths of the void. Like any normal room, the bubble got a kitchen area and a receiving area along with a bed which was heavily covered with curtains as a partition. The gleaming pearls of blue, pink, black, and white adorned the walls and the ceilings like stars winkling amidst the sunlight – though the light came from the chandelier and not the sun. The floor was translucent like a glass, making it easy for him to see the kelps and corals underneath the bubble. Adorning the area, stalagmites sparkled their kaleidoscopic brilliance inside the room – making it brighter. For Damon, the room was a sight for sore eyes but this was also the safest place where she could hide the Halfling withou
‘Where am I?’Just when she was wondering what was happening a surge of cool air hit her again like a wave, lulling her back to sleep. Her sleep-deprived state failed to see that man standing behind the closed drapes who was emitting a soft glow of blue towards her.She failed to hear his whispered words as if it was not really meant for her to hear. “Sleep again, woman but this time, at least sleep with you happiest memory.”FLASHBACK: “THEN WHY? Why appear now? Why abandoned me? Did I do something wrong? Why?” Cent’s voice cracked as she stared at the person who claimed as her father. The latter was staring at her as if she was a puzzle that needed solving.“Can you stand?”His reply instead which earned him a confused reply from Cent who was on the verge of breaking down.“Hu
A loud gasp escaped from Maleficent’s chapped lips. Gone was the stale smell of air, replaced by a salty warm scent engulfing her body and senses whole. The slimy cobblestones and the murky corners were replaced by glimmering surrounding. And though her eyes were still blurry, she could quite grasp the things around her.With widened eyes, her gaze zeroed on the person standing behind the drapes, his sapphire eyes were so deep that her gaze was drawn to it. In a scratchy voice, she spoke. “You… You are the fucker who made me dream again…Wh-What are you?”Contrary to what Maleficent thought, her voice was hoarse as if she spent the previous day screaming like an insane banshee but that did not happen. It was the opposite. She spent the entire past twenty four hours sleeping while she was suffering from those dreams – dreams that reminded her of her past.The dull ache in her chest was still throbbing as she sat on the plush b
The Hydra’s jagged teeth answered her. Sighing, Maleficent drew a shadow portal inside Damon’s domain and a fraction of a second passed by – a pair of equally enormous glowing green eyes stepped out from the cluster of darkness.Maleficent continued, “You do not want to do this. I owe you one so don’t let me beat you up.”A pair of humungous black wings like hers protruded from the air pocket she created at the bottom of ocean, wetting the edges of her familiar’s wings as it flew behind her like her looming shadow as the ocean floor was swirling with the cluster of hissing shadows which would bend by Maleficent’s will.Glancing back at her familiar, a corner of her lips curled up. “Long time no see, Hunger,” said Maleficent, “I feel like it’s been a millennia since I last saw you.”Hunger, the Calamity Dragon, snorted. His scalding breath whipped her flying form which made
Upon one wave of Grand Maester Pilwon’s plump right arm, dozens of desks with twice the number of chairs appeared. They were made from an Oak wood with intricate Elvish poems carved on it – a spell embedded poems to stop the attendees of the Trilateral Court’s session from making any attempt to disrupt the trials.With the Methuselah tree as the apex and the north of the open-air Trilateral Court’s trial, the people were divided into three directions.From the east were the guardian angels of the Benevolent World in which the angel named Selaphiel was sitting at the front row along with the guardian angels Gabriel and Michael. The female guardian angel was looking straight to the person sitting across her while the other two who were sitting at both of her sides were talking with each other.“Have you heard anything yet from your son?” asked Gabriel who was sitting at the right side of guardian angel Selaphiel. The latter rema
Matilda the zombie felt that she became nothing but brittle bones after the Tri-World Tournament. If she only knew that it would somehow it end up like this, she would have told Maleficent – her only friend in her miserable bony life – to take a vacation far away from Transylvania Academy because if she did then Maleficent could have been saved.The cluster of mist surrounded Matilda like a veil as she sat atop her allotted dorm lot in the Malevolent graveyard. Crows screeched atop the dead Oak trees littering around the place while the silence ensued around her. Slumped on the cold damp ground and hunched over her brittle knees, salty tears from her eyes which were on the brink of falling over. Sniffing, Matilda continued to weep – too oblivious to a pair of eyes watching over her for quite some time now.“Girlie…M-My dear good friend… I am so sorry you have a useless friend!” Hiccupping between sobs, Matilda placed her rott