Chapter 25
He notices his clothes are torn and frowns. "Are—"
"I'm fine," Hansel replied to him, looking a bit grim. "But, um—" He struggled to find words, but he lifted Astrea.
Nathan understood what he wanted to say; he almost became angry. "You want me to save her?" he asked.
"If it's possible, please," Hansel begged quietly.
"Why?" Nathan asked. "Is it because she is still a child and probably doesn't know what she's doing?" He said he was not waiting for Hansel's response. "What if she managed to kill you? What am I supposed to do?" he said.
"That wouldn't have been possible," Hansel said firmly.
"I said what if?" Nathan said, raising his voice slightly, his aura mistakenly spilled because he could no wonder hold his anger back.
Hansel's knees buckled, and he fell, dropping Astrea. Nathan felt a little pain in his heart. "I'm sorry," he apologized, walking towards Hansel, who looked distraught while staring at Astrea's body.
'She's no longer breathing,' he thought in dismay. He saw Nathan's outstretched hand but slapped it away. They were both startled, but Hansel was the first to recover, getting up and brushing the dirt off his body. "I'm going home," he whispered and teleported away before Nathan could do or say anything.
Nathan sighed heavily, brushing his hair back. "I knew I should have killed your mother," he said, looking at Astrea's lifeless body.
Hansel returned home and saw the demons sitting in the living room. "Welcome home, My Lord," Lillith said, bowing down to him.
"Did you find Jamie?" Hansel asked coldly.
"Yes," she responded stiffly.
"Okay," he responded and entered his room. He took a bath and dressed to go out again.
"Sir," Varrine called him before he got to the front door. "We have a message for you from Felix," she said.
Hansel stopped just as he held the handle of the door, and it snapped. 'I used too much strength,' he thought and sighed. "What did he ask you to tell me?"
"Well, um, he says to tell you that demons have arrived in this world and have managed to mix up with humans," Varrine said.
"Is that so?" he said calmly.
"Forgive our insolence, for we too are just discovering—"
"I understand," Hansel said, raising his hand. He too hadn't sensed the demons when they managed to enter this world.
He doesn't care about that though; what he cares about is why Felix would warn him. He frowns a bit as he opens the door. 'Just what are you up to, Felix?'
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Nathan was waiting patiently by the Soul's Pass. Next to him is Astrea's dead body. He tapped his feet and counted as the seconds passed.
Thousands of souls passed by him every second.
He reached out his hand, grabbed a soul, and shoved it into Astrea's body. "Welcome back to the land of the living," he said coldly.
Astrea seemed to be surprised to be alive again; she was on her way to reincarnation. "Why am I—" She looked at Nathan and became angry. She does hesitate to conjure up several magic circles.
They shattered immediately, and before she could react, she felt a sharp pain all over her body; it felt like she was being burned alive as well.
She screamed in pain, and black blood fell from her eyes.
He looked at her. He wasn't trying to threaten her with his aura, and his eyes looked dull. "How does it feel to fall?"
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A beautiful woman walked on the streets. She was dressed flirtatiously and entered a club. The black-haired woman with long hair reaching her waist, and sharp, dark brown eyes. She is wearing dark makeup.
She sat on the bar stool and ordered, "Scotch on the rocks." She winked at the bartender.
The bartender complied, pouring whiskey over a cube of clear ice.
She pays and checks her surroundings, sipping her drink and licking her blood-red lips as she searches for her prey.
She is one of the demons that arrived in this world a few days, ago in search of the Demon General to assassinate him. She's not interested; she's very interested in the humans, though.
Without the gods' protection of the human race in this world, she's practically in an all-you-can-eat buffet.
The quality could be better, but beggars can't be choosers.
"Hey beautiful," a guy said, looking at her flirtingly.
She looked back at him flirtatiously.
They both left the club and got to the guy's home. She grabbed his face with a vicious grin as the man pulled her in, and then her eyes changed into a spider's as another pair appeared.
It was dark, so the man didn't see her face or the four pairs of sharp spider legs ripping out of her back.
Moments later, she dropped the remains of the man to the ground and left, still feeling hungry. 'That was easy, but I'm still hungry,' she thought dejectedly as she patted her stomach.
She walked to the next club and managed to snag a few men and devour them as well.
She walked past the streets and smelled a delicious scent.
Her pupils expanded at the heavenly scent.
She looked around to find where the scent came from and saw Blossom walking by. "Oh my," she said, enticed and followed.
Blossom was unaware she was being stalked. She had just returned from her workout at the gym. She needs to be in shape for a meet and greet with her fans very soon, as well as an interview with some famous TV hosts and tease her newest album.
She wore Jamie's sweater over her gym outfit. Jamie used to give her his sweater whenever they were on dates together and she felt cold.
She regrets kissing that guy at the party; the alcohol had clouded her judgment, and she was in the heat of the moment.
She wishes to talk to Jamie properly, but she never has the chance because of Neil's threat against her and her career, and Annabelle scared her for some reason.
She returned to her lonely apartment, removing the sweater and going to have her bath.
The spider demon followed the scent and stood in front of the apartment, smiling before entering the building.
She followed the scent to Blossom's apartment; she opened the door and thought, 'Such a careless little human,' she thought as she stepped in and closed the door behind her.
She frowned a bit. This apartment is filled with an entirely different scent. But this is where that delicious scent is coming from.
She smelled the air again and realized it came from the other room; she entered and discovered it came from a sweater. She took the sweater and smelled it. 'This is it!' she thought, nearly groaning.
She leaves quietly before Blossom returns, taking the sweater with her. 'I've found a delicious prey.'