Gabriel the Faithful lost his chance to defend his case when the successive shattering blows due to the feared and revered holy flames made its contact to the target. On cue, Selaphiel and Gabriel turned their attention to the sea of holy flames dancing around the spot where the Halfling was standing a fraction of a second.
“Wh-Why?”
“What is happening?”
“This cannot be right!”
“Trickery! This is nothing but plain trickery!”
Loud chatter erupted as when the next thing the onlookers knew, saved from the Grand Duke Beelzebub of the Nether World and Gukasho, was their mouths hanging open like their widened eyes and it was not because the Calamity Dragon stepped aside instead of protecting his master, but it was because the Halfling who was supposed to burn to cinders was still standing amidst the sea of holy flames.
The magical and lush green grass of the meadow turned nothing but piles of ashes a
“I am pretty sure I came here to be convicted, not to witness a flock of goody two shoes angels burning down the Great Forest.” Maleficent’s voice was full of disbelief as if she was really aghast with the idea of the holy flames engulfing the entirety of the meadow and the Great Forest. Stepping forward, the ground trembled for her beloved familiar followed suit. With its wings were used like a cane, thumping its edges on the ground.“The Calamity Dragon! Oh no!”“Run! Ru–un for your lives!”“Fly, everyone!”“Hide!”“To the Great Forest! Let us hide there!”The frenzied crowd behind the Methuselah tree dashed away. Some were too caught up that they forgot they had wings yet they ran with their tiny feet. While the others who managed to remember that they could indeed fly through magic or wings, bumped into each other in the air – causing quiet a ruckus
“And that’s it? They just let you leave like that after being the bringer of chaos, girlie?” Matilda asked with her incredulous tone as if she did not believe what she said. After seeing her nod her head, Matilda was taken aback. “Oh, wow. That is not like the Trilateral Court members that I heard so much about. Many composed songs for how righteous the grand maester is. Dismissing is you is like putting aside his ethics.”Matilda, who was sitting at the railings of the Empire State Building, had her back against the night view of the city lights of New York. Her curiosity over what transpired in the sacred meadow of the Ambivalent world weighed more in her rotting brain rather than the glittering lights of the Human Realm which could be compared to fairy lights when they played at night.“Matilda, dude, the logic is a bit obvious,” said Levi the Envious. He was standing on the railing with his back against them. Hands in his p
“What? What is happening?” Matilda, who was being carried by Apollo Sky, shook her courier’s collar as soon as they landed on the rooftops of Transylvania Academy. “Hey, watch it!” The apprentice angel grunted after admonishing the squirming zombie in his arms, though his eyes were also trained to the myriad of students on the ground – forming in clusters as they whispered words of heresy. The chatters of the students from all sorts of races mixed, reaching the skies – reaching them. “What is happening?” Levi the Envious, who stepped out from the shadow portal next to Apollo Sky and Matilda, looked down from the rooftops they were standing on. Standing at the edge of the rooftop, Apollo Sky, helped Matilda down. His hand was around her waist the entire time until the latter was able to stand on her own and away from the windy edge. “Looks like something big happen. I don’t know. I can’t hear them.” He leaned his body more but still heard incoherent mu
“Don’t tell me to calm down, Levi!” Merlin snapped which made Levi the Envious raised his hands while shrugging his shoulders. The necromancer continued. “It’s the headmaster…”Matilda was the first one to jump at Merlin when the latter stopped from whatever he was about to say. “Fucking say it!”Maleficent and the others waited for Merlin’s news although Maleficent had already an inkling from what was happening.“…He’s dead.” “HEADLESS… THE VERY BEING who maintained this neutral zone safe from all the conflicts of the three realms, is dead and murdered inside the very school he wished to protect all his life. Mangled and degraded like a common traitor, our beloved headmaster deserved nothing but justice.” Ariel of the Benevolent Dormitory was crying and hiccupping in the monito
“Your Grace, please stop.” The hollowed voice of the goblin standing several arms length away from the hunched form of the once proud demon lord resonated inside the dimly lighted room. The zaps of lightning bolts flashing and peeking through the tightly closed curtains of the lavish room could not penetrate the darkened room for all the shadows of the three realms were hissing and whispering in every crevice of the duke’s self-imposed hole – a hideout from all the problems he was enduring as if he was back to the time when he lost his wife and when he had to give up his daughter.Sitting in front the green flames of the dying firewood in the cackling fireplace, the gleam from the half emptied whisky glass flashed like a mockery to the frowning goblin. “Stop what, Gukasho?” He barely glanced at his aide as he continued his words filled with anguish and self-hate. “Stop breathing? I’ll be damn if I can only do that right this mom
STANDING TALL AND IMPOSING as ever, the raven locks of the horned being was the first thing that Maleficent noticed before his words registered in her mind. Fresh from the darkness she was being swamped by, her glowing green eyes were welcomed by the onslaught of light around her. Her gaze zeroed to a pair of flaming ruby eyes looking at her with equal intensity.The memories of their last conversation flashing in her mind surged for a fraction of a minute before his words registered fully in her frenzied mind. “Damon,” said Maleficent the Glutton. Her voice was even though the pounding of her chest said otherwise.“Who? Who killed headmaster?” Matilda’s voice was frantic.Maleficent could not help but looked at her friend in a passing second before she turned her attention back to Damon, who was standing a few arms length away from the tree she was being
Maleficent the Glutton was now clad in a black dress paired with black net stockings and black high-heeled boots. In her right hand was a lily, Headmaster Kirk’s favorite flower. She stood among the students and faculty members of Transylvania Academy. But unlike those around her, she watched the memorial service of the academy’s father under his most beloved tree Ygdrasil with dry eyes.She looked at her east and saw Matilda beside Apollo Sky crying her eyeballs out. A knowing smile appeared on Maleficent’s face as she watched the unlikely duo. She had been seeing the apprentice angel around her zombie friend lately and the reason why she did not talk to Apollo Sky about it was because Maleficent could see that her rotting friend was practically glowing around his presence. With Matilda wiping her tears with the handkerchief he had given her, he was speaking near her ear as if he was consoling her through his own way. Though she made him know that she was w
“TELL ME THE truth, Gabriel. Am I really Aurora? Am I really that child’s mother? Did I really sleep with a demon lord? The grand duke of the Nether World at that! I sworn enemy!” Selaphiel paced back and forth in front of the guardian angel Gabriel the Faithful. She was inside his room to talk about the scene in the sacred meadow of the Ambivalent World. Specifically, her memory remained transfixed in that moment rather than the time when she often visited her in the dungeon because Selaphiel’s last encounter with winged Halfling made her chest throbbed with unknown ache, the dull ache lingered longer compared to the pain she would feel when she saw the grand duke of the Nether World.Gabriel the Faithful who was sitting on his lavish one-seater couch while reading, did not look up at the pacing guardian angel in front of him. His gaze remained fixated on the pages of the book he was reading as he opened his lips. &ldquo
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