BECOMING THE DEMON KING

DEMON CONCEPT

That was when I realized that controlling the wings was not hard; I just needed to visualize moving them. I used my imagination to flap them very hard and go further up into the sky. I started moving in circles; I couldn’t keep my balance in the air. As I turned to look at my side, I saw the demon flying next to me.

"Do you think you can control it?" He asked, staring at me as we both continued flying.

"Yes, I think so," I responded as I focused my gaze up ahead. The cold breeze blew through my hair as I flew further into the sky.

After a couple of minutes of flying and learning how to fly,

We were back on the rooftop of my apartment building. The demon and I were both sitting on the ground next to each other.

"Since you are faster than the human eyes now, you can steal anything you want. You can be as rich as you want to be, and the arrow is amazing too," The demon explained. Stealing? I don’t think I could steal from other people; I am not the type of person to do that type of thing. But the demon telling me about stealing is not a surprise, what else can I expect from a demon?

He continued explaining things to me. That I could use the arrow to shoot anyone and make them fall in love with me and get them to do anything I want them to do.

"Tell me something, do you think I want to steal from people?" I asked as I turned my head and looked at the demon.

"I don’t know, but you want to be rich and happy right? Then stealing from people is not a bad idea," he answered bluntly.

"All this talk about stealing things and controlling people is not for me, I don’t like stealing from people," I said in a low tone as I folded my hands around my leg and lowered my head.

Since I met this demon, there has been a question on my mind that I have been wanting to ask him. I want to know what type of demon he was because Christians used to say that there are different types of demons. I also want to find out if that concept is also true. I think I should go ahead and ask him.

"I know you are not that type of person, but you are a demon now, and you should embrace your powers, Stealing is not a crime in the demon world; in fact,  things like that are the things that send humans to hell," he replied.

Things like that send humans to hell, I never thought I would be sitting next to a demon before, let alone go to hell.

"There is something I have been wanting to ask you. What type of demon are you? Because in my world we believe that there are different types of demons that do different things," I hoped he would answer my question.

"I am a special ranking demon, which is higher than first and second rank, and my specialty, for now, is to make you get all your desires and be happy," he answered.

Well, I got the answer I was looking for, but I don’t understand any of the things he is saying about special rank and first rank.

"Oh, and my name is Mordecai; I don’t think I have told you that before," he said in a cold tone.

"Yes, you haven’t told me your name before; I didn’t think demons had names," I replied.

"You know something, Trevor. I know that you have always been a good person, but you see, this human world is filled with evil people, just like your aunt and uncle," As soon as he said that, I raised my head and looked at him.

"They have killed people in the past, they are the ones that killed your parents and siblings a couple of years ago and made it all look like an accident," my eyes opened wide, and my heart started pounding fast in my chest, I couldn’t believe what he just said. Did my aunt and uncle kill my entire family? They might be bad people, but I don’t think my aunt and uncle could have been the ones that killed my entire family.

"That is not possible; my aunt and uncle couldn’t have murdered my entire family!" I yelled as I gazed at him.

"It’s the truth, I have always been watching you; I know everything about you," Oh my goodness, did they really murder my entire family?

"They murdered your entire family and took all their savings and insurance money, that was how they were able to become rich. You being alive was merely for them to get the insurance money," he explained in a calm tone with his eyes fixed on me.

Oh my gosh, I think he is telling the truth; my aunt and uncle were never that rich when they used to come over to visit our family, but ever since they took me in, they had a lot of money. But they never took care of me with their money or even clothed me properly. I think they were the ones that killed my family.

I raised my right hand and grabbed my chest tightly.

"This is all fucked up, why would they kill their own relatives because of money?" I asked in a soft tone as tears started dripping down my face. After learning this truth, the pain I have suffered all those years started feeling like they have been doubled, because the people that caused me such pain were actually the ones that murdered my parents and siblings.

"That’s how the human world is; there are people that are willing to do anything to get money and live a luxurious lifestyle," he answered.

"Now if you don’t believe what I am saying, you should use your arrow to confirm it for yourself," he added as he stood up from the floor and grabbed my hands.

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At my aunt and uncle’s apartment

It was still nighttime, I arrived home. I opened the front door and walked in, with Mordecai flying behind me. As I got into the living room, I raised my hand and looked at the time on my wristwatch, it was about 11 pm. I raised my head and looked around the living room.

My aunt was smoking cigarettes and watching television on the couch, she didn’t notice that I was standing at the entrance of the living room.

Suddenly, she turned around and looked at me.

"What’s up? Where have you been all this time?" She asked in a rude tone as she glared at me.

My aunt was in her late 40s, she had short blonde hair and dark eyes, her name was Brittney Martins she is married to my late dad’s junior brother.

"You creeped me out just standing there," She added.

"Anyways, this is perfect timing, go and buy me a lighter," she said as she turned away from me and picked up her cell phone on the table.

I was just standing at the entrance of the living room quietly. I was so furious and angry; how could she and my uncle kill my parents and could still go on with her life like nothing happened?

"You see Trevor, your aunt doesn’t even know that I am standing here, I told you no one else apart from you could see me," Mordecai said as he floats in the air next to me.

I ambled over to where my aunt was sitting and stood in front of her.