♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱Elaine had relived it. Again and again.Even if I tried to understand, even if I tried with all my might to be understanding, I still knew I was unable to measure how painful it had really been for her."At first... I saw Callisto as a salvation" she said with tears in her eyes and all I could do was try to hug her, comfort her like an idiot who didn’t know where to start. " It was all horrible, painful and then he was there. It was comfortable, it was hot... I wanted so much to be happy, but I was afraid. That "God" had given me everything and all I could do was to be obedient and do what he told me to do, but... what if he told me to take Callisto’s life? What if what I needed was to rip the heart out of the one being who deigned to be kind to me? It was painful..." she murmured between tears running down her cheeks like water in a waterfall "it was horrible, at least the first time."My mouth opened, but like a complete idiot, I couldn’t say anything."I questio

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱"It won’t work" the blond said as he threw himself on the couch "it doesn’t matter if you’re going to try one or 5000,000 times."Asmodeus grunted."You should be HELPFUL, not walking around."The blond man laughed."Oh, heavens! Are you disappointed, Prince Asmodeus?""Yes" the demon said without at least disguising "I’m extremely disappointed" his toes with pointed nails slipped through the dark wood of the desk "do you know by chance the work I had to pick up his remains? I had to go... UPSTAIRS" growled "I had to deal with... angels..." he seemed about to vomit as he spoke the word and the blond man looked at the ceiling as he decided whether or not to be offended."It’s a shame for you that I can’t use all my skills, isn’t it?""A feather?" Asmodeus threw himself back, letting his body just fall with gravity "not a pity, my dear. It’s a disaster, I wanted to be with my daughter... I..."He sighed and the blond nodded.He understood, understood

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱It was dark and painful, but then... it wasn’t anymore."Loren" her voice called me warmly and I couldn’t help but smile. She smiled because she still remembered me, because she was calling me, she was looking for me.'Maybe' I whispered to myself 'maybe if I just fall asleep and don’t wake up anymore... I can stay here, I can... stay with her'.That thought had arisen on any given day and with the same speed it had arisen in my mind, I tried to get him to move away, but... now it was kind of inevitable. 'Dad would be sad' - I remembered as I stood up.Dad would be sad, but... at least it wouldn’t be more painful.Abbadon would be sad, but I wouldn’t have to smile anymore.'So Uncle Asmodeus...' he would understand.I sighed and the blond-haired woman stared at me."Oh! You’re here... I was looking for you" she said as she sat next to me "what was it? You look down."'I’m going to die..., but I feel scared' I thought to say, but her smile was so broad

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱"What do you think?" I asked and Keir seemed to change the weight of the body from one foot to the other as he thought."Do we... have other options?" she asked as if she was about to laugh, but it was obvious she didn’t see the fun in that."We always have other options" I said shrugging and the redhead sighed."We’re not gonna live with mortals, we both know how it’s gonna end. Persecution and... there’s that thing that’s gonna keep coming after you. It would be stupidity, an oversized stupidity and I don’t intend to act like that" she said as both crimson-fingered hands covered her face "why did Calisto have to be such an asshole? You know... sometimes I’d like to think of him as a prince charming" she grumbled and I knew it was more for herself than for me "but no, that idiot is more for cursed frog."A sniggering laugh escaped through my lips. A laugh I couldn’t help because after reading all those death tales - I agreed in parts. Callisto was l

♱ I M P O R T A N T • N O T I C E ♱This chapter contains scenes that can trigger psychological abuse, torture, rape and other sensitive issues. If you’ve been in abusive relationships or have been stalked by someone, we don’t recommend reading this chapter.♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Miguel ⋅• ♱"What did I tell you to do, Azrael?" I asked as I pierced an eyeball with the tip of my nail "hmm?"The fallen one sighed."He ordered me to have the duchess killed," he replied in a low voice, as it should be.I smiled and my eyes looked for Azrael’s face among the darkness of my room."And what have you done, Azrael?"His lips frown and I could see his shoulders curl."I... started planning a way to...""No" I interrupted "you did NOTHING" my hand hit everything on the table, on the globe that bursts on impact "I told you to KILL the fucking duchess and you, dear..." I sighed as I stood up "you did NOTHING Azrael, you kept smiling and walking around next to that thing that calls itself the king