Evan II

Evan slowly pulled him to the table. Ryan saw the table with traces of his inhumane act. Young Rayn didn't want to believe that his brother was such a monster. He looked up at Evan, his cold gaze as he was so pleased with them being tormented in pain. He was enjoying seeing those bugs, fighting for the last life. Ryan never realized his brother was such a cold-hearted monster who felt pleasure in others' pain.

No, it was a dream. His brother can never do that. He was always a silent guy who always played with him and read books to him. He never saw this side of him.

Rayn ran back to his room, not wanting to believe it, he knew if he slept he would wake up from this dream. His brother was a good person, he was not a monster.

Evan just remained at his place, watching Rayn run away in fear. He let out a small laugh, his eyes as cold as ice. He hides half of his face vertically revealing his shining blue orb.

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Rayn's heart palpitates on remembering that incident, he was already huffing as if he woke up from a nightmare. He looked at the mirror and splashed more water on his face to wake him up completely. He can only hope he never wakes up from the coma.

No, he can't wake up, he should never. He doesn't want fate to repeat itself. An ill fate that destroys everything. His brother will never let them live. It's whether he dies or not and he doesn't want anyone to die again. He doesn't want history to repeat itself.

On the faraway island, away from people, there was just one castle in the middle of the forest. One may say what a lonely life it was but that lonely, dark place was the perfect home for a monster.

A few men landed on the private island, from the helicopter, they were taken into the castle by some cars.

Lucifer opened the door and entered the palace, it just had darkness and cold. The only thing that was there was silence, so silent that one can hear the whispers of air.

Lucifer walked up to the stairs, the lifeless stairs led him to a room.

Lucifer took a deep breath before opening the door, the lavish room was more like a hotel, a big French window was facing towards the cliff, the never-calming waves, outside the window.

"My lord." Lucifer bowed his left arm at his right chest.

The man sat in a wheelchair, overlooking the window, his face hidden by the shadows. He didn't react to hearing Lucifer. He remained calm at his place, smoking. Lucifer kneeled on the floor, his head looking below as a gesture of a slave to his master.

"Lucifer." The man took out the cigar, and smoke slowly came out of his mouth.

"Do you know what is most dangerous in this world?" He added, calmly.

Lucifer was puzzled by his question and he didn't know how to answer. He knows many dangerous things but doesn't know what's most dangerous.

"I don't know my lord," Lucifer replied to him honestly.

The man turned around on hearing him, he had purple eyes, silver hairs. A pale guy who looked weak and skinny. Who can know how vicious he was? He looked more like he would get bullied but he was not that. Appearance always matters.

If you look skinny and weak people will naturally think you are no good, but they don't see the brain. A bulky guy who looks scary makes people intimidating even if he is a good one with no bad intentions.

People classify based on looks because they can't see behind the mask. The mask we all wear. Evan may look weak but his emotion is venomous enough to kill one.

Evan smirked and went close to Lucifer, his lifeless purple orb stared at his lowly slave. That's he was a slave, not a master because he got the body but not that brain to use it.

"It's women, they are the most dangerous." He answered, dropping the cigar from his hand.

Women, the sweet, innocent-looking ones. For centuries they are thought to be weak, a petite figure, what can they even do?

But that small innocent woman creates war, makes man addicted to them, and rules them without even knowing they make them dependent on them.

"You are scary if you have brains." Evan lazily replied to him. He went back to his original place and looked at the furious waves of the endless sea.

"My lord is this why you choose Sara?"Lucifer asked as his curiosity arose. His master was not someone who will fall for some girl but what made him so possessed to Sara.