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TRANSMIGRATION; HE'S A DEMON? CHAPTER 57
"The poison has done a great damage to you," said Saraqael as she placed her hand in Cheng's. "Pull his garment. Head to toe"After Cheng was stripped off his attire,Saraqael asked for him to be placed on his stomach. The dark lines that had formed on this body were bulging. Very bulging as if they were going to explode. Bringing out needles and placing them beside Cheng,she then asked for a lit candle. Picking one of the needles,she took hold of the candle and placed it beneath the needle,heating it up and piercing it into Cheng's body. She did the same over and over which made Cheng groan in pain."Pass me the small pouch that's in my bag",said Saraqael to Shang who complied instantly.In the pouch was a powdered substance that she made with dried woods,leaves,alum. She then asked for a glass of water and then mixed the substance into it. She got away from Cheng's side and placed the cup on the table,then started some wordings. It would have been easy for them if she had the lower o
TRANSMIGRATION; HE'S A DEMON? CHAPTER 58
When Jasmine left the place Shang had disappeared from,she went with Nuan to a place where food was sold. They ate and had fun even though Jasmine wasn't in the mood to do any. She just didn't want to disappoint her new friend.After everything, mboth bidded each other a bye,as it was getting dark already. Jasmine walked home and soon,it started to rain. She rushed home in speed and when she got home,she dried herself,lit up the lanterns and the woods to heat up the cold house.She was all alone in the house. Feeling lonely. Where was her Cheng and where was Shang? What was going to become of her if they weren't going to come back? How was she even going to go back to the Modern era or even her own world?She heaved a sigh and went to her room to sleep. It had been a long day for her with all the thinking she had done.At midnight,Shang got into the house and sighed. He was grateful that Jasmine had gone to sleep and wouldn't bombard him with questions that he won't be able to answer.
TRANSMIGRATION; HE'S A DEMON? CHAPTER 59
In a far away village,a couple walked hand in hand at the dead of the night. Smiling,talking,laughing and enjoying each other's company. They stopped at a house,looked at each other's faces before giving a chilling smile. They both walked through the locked door of the house and appeared in the dark home."You should take her soul",said the Lady. "It's her time to die already."After collecting the soul of the woman who was sleeping on the bed,they sent her soul away,to walk through wherever her direction was - hell or heaven.When they both left,they still held hands and communicated,their work for the night was done and it was time for them both to enjoy each others body in a sensual way.When the morning came,the household where they visited last were all in tears as they looked at their dead mother who died in her sleep. The death reapers had visited her late at night and had taken her soul.=======When Cheng woke up,he saw that he was all alone on the couch and it was morning al
TRANSMIGRATION; HE'S A DEMON? CHAPTER 60
When Cheng, Shang and Jasmine left Saraqael's abode, they decided to visit the theatre.On reaching there, they chose the film they were going to watch and went to find their seats. When the movie began, it was a live show, and Jasmine was dumbfounded. Yeah, those that acts movies that were shown on TV, they played it this same way but it was kinda awkward watching them like this without a big screen. Ah!The show was about a pretty flower that bloomed in the garden beautifully. Everyone wanted to get hold of the flower, but it was highly impossible. Only the god of war was able to get his hands on the flower but before he was able to, he fought, conquered thousands of people.The beautiful flower was Xin. The girl everyone wanted to have, she was a gentle,calm Lady that would give in to what anyone says. She wasn't ever against those that wanted to get hold of her cause she wasn't in the position to. When the god of war got his hands on her, she felt that spark. She didn't want to ev
TRANSMIGRATION; HE'S A DEMON? CHAPTER 61
Cheng and Jasmine both had a scowl on their faces. The hell could Shang disturb their make out. They both looked at each other and smiled. Jasmine turned her face away shyly and bit onto her bottom lip. She, the queen of flirtation was getting shy, oh geez.“I DESIRE YOU, jasmine. I hope you too feel the same for me. I’ve never desired someone the way I do for you, all my life, I’ve never thought someone could make me feel this way. All I want from you this moment is for you to tell me what you feel. You mightn’t want to be with me because I’m a Demon but …..”“stop” he was cut short by Jasmine. “you being a Demon has nothing to do with me loving you or not. It’s my choice if I like you or not. But you see, me being here has always been because of you. It started with me having the fantasy of meeting you. Wanting you, wanting to be your comforter after you got heartbroken” spoke Jasmine.“What? I got heartbroken? Who dares breaks the heart of a Demon?” said Cheng. He didn’t understand
TRANSMIGRATION; HE'S A DEMON? CHAPTER 62
The cloud started to rumble and soon it started to pour. Everyone wonder what type of rain it was as it starting pouring after rumbling for a bit. Everyone started to run and some seeking shelter. Shang looked at the pouring rain and said softly, “seems like the heaven is in anger. The Seraphim finally has found out about the forceful souls been taken. This kind of rain only happened when the Seraphim was angered. The rain started to pour heavily, blowing heavy wind. Though, the rain was heavy, no damage would ever be done to the people has the Seraphim was Merciful. The Seraphim’s anger won’t ever cloud his judgement and reasoning.The day he started to serve his punishment, he’s life had never been the same. The sin he caused, the damage he did had been hunting him for centuries now that he had stopped counting. He couldn’t even ask for forgiveness as it was impossible. He did forever be hunted by guilt. After what he did years ago, he decided to repent but no matter how he changes,
TRANSMIGRATION; HE'S A DEMON? CHAPTER 63
Shang woke up the next morning and went to the kitchen prepare breakfast. He prepared everything perfectly like the expert he was and placed them all at the dining. He was certain he would be questioned by Jasmine, so to avoid that, he ate only and headed out. One thing that was certain was, he wasn’t aware of why he was feeling this way. Though, he was certain and aware of how pathetic his life is, he didn’t expect for it to intensify to this state. It had been a long time since he felt this kind of pain, heaviness in him. The previous day one wasn’t this way, now at this moment, all he wishes to do was place a knife beneath his neck and then slit his throat. But who was he to kill himself. Who gave him the effrontery to do so. He could only die if ever he was killed. Punishment of the highest order was something impossible to avoid as it will keep lingering all around you until if ever your death arrives.He left the home and walked aimlessly. He was not in his right sense of mind a
TRANSMIGRATION; HE'S A DEMON? CHAPTER 64
“He’s awake,” said Jasmine when she heard the sound of footsteps.Cheng hummed a reply before turning his head lazily and then staring at the coming Shang. Looking at how his friend looked like, he couldn’t help but feel sorry for him even though Shang had clearly warned him to not feel pity for him as he deserved it. He had made complaint so many times, asking the HIGHEST ORDERS to stop Guilt from torturing the sinners this way but his complaint had never been heed to. All he wishes for all the Demons feeling this way at this moment should get better. Just by looking at Shang, he certainly knew the others too will be in the same condition as he is.If possible, he would like to share Shang’s burden with him but it was impossible as everyone, no matter what or who you are, have to carry his or her burden his or her self.“Hello,” said Shang as he took his seat on the couch, leaning on its arm and resting his head on it.“Hey, how are you?” questioned Jasmine.“Great,” replied Shang wi
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