*pant* *pant* *pant*"Ahhhh!"
"Finally."
Rolling off to the side of the bed, Simon felt his entire body aching in pain as if he had just been beaten to a pulp. There were scratch marks all over his torso and lipstick marks trailing down his entire body. Sighing in relief, he tried to focus on his natural healing processes.
"Slave- no, little darling, you performed amazingly, I have never felt anything like that in my entire life." Malece grinned as she stroked Simon"s shoulder softly. Without paying her any heed, Simon completed his healing and walked toward a door that he a.s.sumed to be the en-suite bathroom. He felt dirty, he knew he wouldn"t be able to explain to his father what had happened with this much incriminating evidence on his body, therefore he had to rid himself of it.
"You know, I am not such a bad person. You would do the same if your bloodline was about to disappear from existence." Malece explained in an annoyed tone. Lying on the bed with chest facing to the side, she seemed inviting. However, Simon no longer felt the effect of the aphrodisiac, he only felt disappointment.
"I don"t think I would have. Perhaps you should have just picked someone willing, that would have been much more ethical. For the sake of your legacy, you violated a child; congratulations. You also bound a child to your hip through the Adulthood Ceremony." Simon rebuked her as he opened the door to the bathroom. Flicking a switch, he turned on the bathroom lights, proceeding through the door with haste.
"I"d prefer to keep my search confidential, so an anonymous pick was the only solution. You would understand if you were in such a high position, little darling."
SLAM
The door closed and the water started flowing. Like the healing drops of the rain of midnight, the waters of the shower washed away his impurities. Leaning by the wall of the marble cubicle, he slowly slid down and held himself in the detail position. The room had little comfort, only a single door stood between him and the witch; he need s.p.a.ce. However, that luxury couldn"t be afforded at this time. While he may have come to save his brother, no one saved him.
"I need to rely on myself."
Tears mixed into the water as it hit his face, mixing and diluting his sadness. While a shower may just be a shower, he needed a place to be alone. Even if he had to stay there for an hour, he would. Too much had happened. Nevertheless, Simon felt the need to leave, and turned off the shower to proceed to dry off his body.
Looking to the bathroom mirror, he inspected his pristine reflection, seeing that his horns had changed to purple. A welcome gift to him, but perhaps also a reminder of his failures. A symbol of his defeat and motivation to evolve.
"As much as I wanted this, the cost wasn"t fair for me. I would love a refund, but you cannot take back an experience."
Opening the door, he noticed that the room was much cleaner than when he left. The blood had been cleaned up and Malece was now in proper clothing. For whatever reason, he still felt a dark aura from the room. A cloudy image that suppressed Simon"s mood, a tiring memory of subjugation and captivity.
"I will be leaving." Simon said as he retrieved his clothes and mask, quickly equipping them as he faced himself to the exit door.
Standing by a mirror, Malece casted a combination of water based techniques on her hair and quickly straightened it out. Noticing Simon about to leave, she turned her attention to him.
"Little darling, I don"t even know your name. Shouldn"t you at least tell your wife your name? And what do you mean you are leaving? You are my little consort now, you have more important-"
"I am Simonifirac Crypts, I would like to never see your face again, but that would disappoint my father after the official Adulthood Ceremony. So please do not contact me until I actually come of age, you disgust me." Simon said with a cold and foreboding voice as he walked to the door.
A sudden s.h.i.+ver travelled through Simon"s spine as he heard two voices speak.
"Your worst enemy can become your greatest lover."
"Do not misunderstand me. I am more powerful than you, and you were my subject, a lowly knight. It is your responsibility to obey my commands, that is the law of the Demon World. You served well, saving the Demon World from losing its keeper of stability, even gaining the n.o.bility of a Viclar and becoming Honoured. But keep this in your mind, in two years, you will go to the place where the Adulthood Ceremony is held, but you will not partic.i.p.ate. In two years, you will officially be the Blood Consort of Destruction, how does that t.i.tle sound?"
"Like a nightmare. My reputation will fall, my peers will think of me as someone who sold their body for power." Simon coldly responded.
"Unlike many young devils, I already have quite the n.o.ble reputation; and I intend to keep it that way. I will see you in two years. By then, I hope I can find somewhere in my heart for you, because I too fancy the idea of immortality. And an immortal life with someone I hate may not be what I desire."
"Bye."
Simon left the room and used his memory of his novel to guide his way out. He first made his way to a set of stars that went down to the floor below, then entering a large hall. Upon entering the hall, he made his way straight through until he finally reached a heavily guarded lobby room.
Inside the room where 10 heavily armoured devil guards, mostly possessing grey horns if not above. From his knowledge, he knew that each of them were devils of the 5th rank, definitely not an easy match for him alone.
"Take off the mask." A guard said as he pointed to Simon.
"Sure thing." Simon coldly spoke as he removed his mask, revealing eyes of intense instability. Anyone that looked into his eyes would never be able to predict what he was thinking, his expression was a puzzle.
"You are that brat that the Mistress summoned to her chambers!"
"So what?"
"You have taken the Mistress" purity, have you not? Only a sinner would dare to touch the Mistress!" The guard shouted as he alone drew his sword.
*yawn*
"Are you sure you are not l.u.s.ting over my wife?" Simon sighed as he looked at the guard with a glare so cold that the sun could stop.
*yawn*
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"System, I know you are there."
[Name: Simonifirac Crypts]
[Age: 16 (41)]
[Race: Devil]
[Tier: Purple]
[Rank: 4 (7th vision)]
[Affinity: Chaos]
[Techniques: Wraith"s Talons]
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"Draw your sword!"
"I Don"t need to draw anything."