♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱"I’m not Asra," she said with trembling lips "it may seem crazy, it may seem meaningless, but... it’s the truth. A few months ago, I woke up in Asra’s body, in Calisto’s arms. I thought it was some kind of dream... or whatever, something that would end soon.""Dream?" I put my eyebrows together and she laughed low."Well..." sighed "where I lived... in a distant era of this, you, Callisto, Asmodeus - all were just characters in a story.""Characters?""Yes, characters from a book."I raised one eyebrow in complete surprise and confusion."Then...""So when I opened my eyes and faced this world for the first time, I thought I was asleep. I thought that after reading this work so many times... I had had a dream extremely lived."The more Asra spoke, the more it seemed confused and at the same time - it made sense."I heard Callisto receive the information about his emergence and how it was a dream... I wanted to try to change history" she laughed and m
♱ •⋅ 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. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱It hurt.My whole body ached, hurt every inch, as if even my nails could be sore, yet my hand rose in the air to reach my nanny’s face, who now cried as she stood on her knees beside my bed."Young master..." she whimpered with her eyes completely filled with tears, tears she would shed for me.Smile. A forced smile that I had learned to master since everything seemed to get worse. Well, at least I expected that - so it wasn’t so scary, but for Abbadon, it seemed too painful."It’s all right, Abbadon. No need to cry... I’m really fine" I lied.After so long watching Dad and Abbadon worry, I had become a great liar. So good that I forgot when it started, if it was the first time, it was simply a 'not hurting, I swear' or if I gave the excuse that I got used to giving 'I was painting, not blood, just paint, see?'.It didn’t really matter, did it?Uncle Asmodeus had told me that lies are part of life and for now, I was still alive.Abbadon’s hand shook m
♱ •⋅ 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. ⋅• ♱Elaine said she’d live it all over again. That day where we sat in the garden and she was next to me, where she smiled upon discovering the truth - she said she would relive. I would relive your worst nightmare to be by my side again.That was the first time anyone ever told me that knowing me... was worth it.When we held hands and entered the palace, I told about Callisto’s decisions, about how he had accepted Asmodeus' suggestion, how he had asked for the palace back and how we would both have to leave."Leave?" Elaine stared at me."Yes" I sighed "this palace is of Callisto" my words came out with a mixture of irritation and understanding.It was really natural for us to get out of there, it was natural when the king’s mistress was separating from him, but... it was at that very moment that I realized how ridiculous the system of rules and laws of the kingdom was."So... where are we going?" Elaine asked as she leaned on my shoulder.That was a question I had a
♱ •⋅ 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. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Samael ⋅• ♱"He’s dying," Callisto said for the thousandth time and I felt like blowing his brains out."I heard, the fact that I did not answer is because I waited for you TO LEAVE" I spoke bluntly and tidied up my posture as I felt my bones crack. It was uncomfortable to work there, especially when an idiot made a point of HINDERING."What will you do? I already gave you what you asked for and yet "he wouldn’t shut up and I knew I was desperate, but that didn’t make me care."Shut the fuck up" I mumbled sliding one hand through my hair "you fucked up when you decided things without talking to the saint or the duchess and now you want to rush me? Do you know how much I had to TRY for Asra to let me TOUCH the saint? His luck is that that brilliant thing that should be obedient to my father, is interesting and apparently wants to save his son.""What?" he seemed astonished."Ah... I don’t want to explain" grumbled "so go away, you being here only delays the treat
♱ •⋅ 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