- You are what I hate the most, so much that you must feel this hatred answering on you. Then, if it is already at this point, you will not be able to imagine the intensity of the aversion that my master carries in him towards the beings like you.
Having finished with the winged ruler, the emissary turned his face towards me, and slowly moved away from Seiran to join me, savoring every expression on my face, he who could hide nothing of his true feelings. He walked around his slave's appaling body and disappeared from my sight, making the nightmare all the more horrible. An excruciating pain of fear knotted my insides as I watched in horror as his long arms moved to either side of my body, until his face was revealed to me, he smelled my scent and also displayed that perpetual amazement after smelling it.
He moved to see my face, looking at me as if he had just realized that I was different from what he had thought all this time.
- Oh...! I see... that's why those ignorant minions led you to me. For once, they've served me well. This particular smell, how is it possible that an ancient mortal can possess it...
He moved steadily, as if not knowing how to speak to me, to apprehend me.
- Who are you?
- I... I am human...
- I know, but that's not what I'm interested in. Tell me how you got that aura? How could a human possess it?
But I didn't understand, I didn't understand anything about this aura, and they were all dazed by it. Not getting any answer from me. Or at least, no satisfactory answer, he scratched my chest, I shouted with pain and anger. But soon, to my surprise, the pain that was so painful disappeared, as did the wound. My executioner laughed at this, and looked at Seiran and then at me.
- Love can change things, it can, even I admit it, the same love that made you a magician. But you will know the consequences of this nightmare love. And it is now that we will discover how far the devotion of one will go towards the other!
He ordered his lackey to strengthen his embrace, until he tore my skin off, and I, who suffered none of this, for my pain and wounds disappeared as quickly as they had come, while for my prince... the burden was so heavy that blood began to flow from his body. I cried out as I saw this flow. Somehow, this pain was greater than any we had ever experienced since my arrival in this magical world.
- Please stop this... stop this...? I pleaded, broken.
- If you love him so much then just answer my question, and I will stop his torture. He assured me in a gloomy and icy voice. Where does this power come from?
But how could I answer a question whose answer is totally unknown to me? I shook my head, not knowing what to say. The giant squeezed me until I was unconscious.
- You know, maybe you're right not to answer," he soon admitted, much to my surprise. In any case, the Master will erase from this world the existence of this prince who is so dear to you. And he will get an answer from you by any means possible. And I will be there to see it.
Seiran ended up tilting his head back, plunging into a terrifying unconsciousness. And it was at this unbearable sight, at this moment of tragedy, that true anger took hold of me, an anger that I have tried to fight for a long time since discovering the magical realms, a cold, icy anger, annihilating all my other emotions, I even felt my blood turn to a lava of total coldness. Tears of blood flowed from my eyes.
The sordid monster recoiled from this release of power and visceral rage.
- What the...?
- You will pay dearly...
Then my body responded to this uncontrollable, inhuman anger, it searched the depths of my being for a power that would allow it to take shape and release itself in all its unspeakable fury. And it found it, I had always had the certainty of it. More than all these other stooges will never feel it. They who watched from afar our torments, caused by their master, and who will not escape either.
A spot lit up on my left cheek, source of a funereal mark spreading on my whole body, then on the body of this titanic monster, on the one of his progenitor, then spread on this whole place where we were locked up thanks to black magic. Everything was marked with this cursed mark that I myself created, I didn't recognize myself anymore, to have arrived there and not to be able to feel any conscience, on the contrary, my wrath demanded more, and I was too blinded to be able to refuse it its pleasure. So I finally gave free rein to its fantasy, this destructive birth that decimated everything, everything that was affected by my... curse... until total annihilation.
- Are you alright Seiran? I asked him when everything was over.
He struggled to come out of his drowsy summer.
- Are we saved? he murmured, stunned.
- Yes...
- How did you do it...?
I looked at him then sadly lowered my head, shaking it, making him understand that I was not ready to talk about it now.
- I understand.
He stood up, a little dazed.
- As humorous as ever, I see, and very mysterious, you took advantage of the fact that I was woefully immersed in limbo to unleash a power that goes against the law of the commons.
- That's right...I admitted with a small sigh. I'm sorry, I'll probably get to that later. But just know that this anger that possessed me is not...is not...part of me.
Seiran looked at me for a moment and then smiled.
- That's not the most important thing. The most important thing now is to know what to do...
- I know just what to do. We have to go somewhere," I said immediately, grateful for his understanding.
- Guide us then...