Chapter 13 - The Bliss of Slaughter

Author note: Comment on Lucifer's personality, he can be dark at times. ENJOY!

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Birds could be heard chirping all around as he entered the mansion, moving quietly he moved towards his room. Inside, he confronted the mirror, carefully observing his features which had changed. He had grown taller at least 6 feet in height, looking almost similar to a teenager at the age of 5; his complexion had become altered to a snow white color. None of his clothes would fit him now as he had out grown; he had to again replace his recent wardrobe. Soon, He heard a soft knock on the door.

“Young Master, breakfast is ready”, the servant spoke

“Will be there in a minute”, he responded back

Quickly finding the most compatible clothes for him, he briskly walked downstairs towards the breakfast table. His cousins and Aunt Hilda were the only one`s present. The food as always was laid out like a banquet.

As Cynthia and Angela his cousins caught sight of him, they had a faint blush over their face. Aunt Hilda also had a surprised expression. Malcolm also peaked slightly before continuing to eat his breakfast.

“Avaritia dear, it seems you had a growth spurt overnight “, Aunt Hilda said in a sensual tone, she seemed somewhat

surprised at the change.

“I am surprised too, Aunt Hilda”, he said with hesitation. To make it seem that he had no idea at how it had occurred, his Avaritia façade was now put on.

“I guess it`s the dragon slayer genes, sometimes if the genes are more prominent in an individual they have certain mutations”, Aunt Hilda said

“I was worried, Aunt Hilda, that something may be wrong with me”, he said making sure to make it seem that he had absolutely no idea about the change. Seating himself onto a hair, he slowly enjoyed the meal. However, Aunt Hilda and the others were staring at him. Unknowingly, what he didn`t notice was, that while he was eating his old habits had seeped into the Avaritia façade, altering his aura a tiny bit so that affected the people around him.

He appeared mysterious to them at that moment, though they quickly reverted back into eating their meal. Suddenly, a Burk wood carriage came to a halt in front of the main door and a burly man stepped out of it, he calmly made his way to the breakfast table. However, his face contained a bitter expression.

“Hello, Avaritia, I am Uncle Kyros”, he spoke gently

“What happened, Uncle Kyros”, Lucifer said in meekly

“You`re father, Alexander is dead, he was killed by bandits while he was going to a city”, Uncle Kyros said with a somber voice

Lucifer did not have a hint of emotions for his parents, as they barely even contacted him. However, he had to act, or people would find it weird. He silently manipulated the water in his body by using cryokinesis, so water droplets would flow out of his eyes making it seem like he was crying, he even wailed a little to make it authentic.

At that moment Aunt Hilda, instantly rushed besides grasping him into a warm hug.

“Don`t cry Avaritia dear, everything is going to be alright”, Aunt Hilda responded

After a while he reduced the intensity of his wailing. At that instance his mother barged in, it seems she had just arrived from her journey. Though, only Lucifer found it suspicious, because she was supposed to arrive a day later. After his mother was relayed the news, her mouth arched very very slightly. But Lucifer with his superior vision caught sight of it and instantly knew his mother was involved in the ploy to kill his father. Mother`s acting was dramatic but well done. He praised her mentally, because every action and response she gave was calculated perfectly.

“I would expect, nonetheless from a peak expert”, he thought

“That was surprising though, However, there must be a reason why mother killed father?” he thought. Pondering, he mentally ordered snuff to oversee mother’s conversations, and relay them back to him. If he followed his mother around, she would become more vigilant.

After the whole event was over, he was sent back to his room. So that the adults could discuss what course of actions they should take. Slowly night approached, Lucifer was reveling in a light nap, when a mental message was sent to him by snuff.

“Maste…..mastee, your mother was discussing, something about an ambush”, snuff said

“Who was she talking to?” asked

“Some man called Douglas, maste “snuff responded

“When is the ambush occurring?” he said

“Tomorrow, master when you are returning from your father`s funeral”, snuff said

“Come back”, he said and mentally cut off the link. He bewitchingly liked his lips.” Tomorrow is going to be a fun day” he thought to himself before the warm grasp of sleep embraced him.

As the sun peaked over the mountains, there was a clamor of movement and sound in the mansion, Lucifer seizing the jet black suit that was hung in the cupboard, wore it. He slowly made his way downstairs to the carriage that awaited him. Along the way the female servants stared at him wide eyed as he looked absolutely handsome, despite his delicate looking body. His graceful appearance caused them to be enamored. The servant’s male and female alike had the sudden urge to protect this frail little boy.

Outside the mansion, he was directed towards a carriage by his mother, sitting himself. He noticed that he was all alone. Though several guards were provided so they could protect him on the journey, as the carriage bolted from the mansion, he spent his time peering at the scenery. He captured the moment to appreciate the fresh. After an hour, they reached the location where his Alexander`s funeral was going to be held.

The funeral ceremonies had begun, “Why do humans mourn for the dead”, were the thoughts that constantly assaulted him. After the ceremony was concluded, various merchants and nobles approached him and gave their sympathies. However, their expressions told otherwise, the merchants were really happy, as Alexander was out, they could dominate the market all to themselves, the nobles like wise. “Such Hypocrites”, he thought to himself

After the various commemorations had concluded, he again was cited in the carriage all alone; as they were proceeding home the carriage took a different route heading towards a deserted village. The carriage came to a halt at the center, a guard gestured Lucifer to get off in a threatening tone. As he exited the carriage he scanned the area, the village contained ruins which were demolished by passing of time even, and remains of previously burnt houses were present.

The guards guided him into the woods at the edges of the village. "So, the guards were in on this plan too, huh”.

Upon reaching the edges of the woods, a man wearing a white robe with a wispy goatee stood there with a staff. He looked as if he was in his mid-fifties, as Lucifer approached him. He told the guards to head back to the carriage. As soon as they left a group of bandits appeared from the woods.

“Mothers, planning were thoroughly well done”, he thought, she had been planned accordingly; too make it look like an accident. The bandits approached him with a slow pace, they judged the five year old boy in front them posed was no threat. A bandit who looked like the leader of the group unsheathed a dagger, which was hanging from his waist. His clothes gave off a stench of dry blood. The bandit’s eyes were bloodshot and he shouted profanities towards Lucifer as the moved at him.

As Lucifer didn`t move an inch, they guessed that he was scared shitless. As the bandit leader was inches away from Lucifer’s face, he stabbed the dagger towards his heart.

At the moment the sound of something exploding resounded, at the bandit leader realization, he grabbed onto his nonexistent right stump. He howled in agony as the pain rushed at him, crumbling to the ground. Lucifer using the ability cryokinesis had the ability to manipulate any liquid, so redirecting the blood flow; he caused it to implode outwards. The bandit leader’s screams continued.

Lucifer grabbing the bandit’s right eye ripped it from its socket. He then shoved it into the bandit’s mouth, controlling the bandit’s blood flow; he made him chew upon his eye. The other bandits watched with fear and disgust, they backed up slightly, before rush at him. Looking at them, with a snap of his fingers their bodies exploded, into many chunks of flesh and brain matter whizzed through the air, splashing onto his suit. He reveled in the rain of blood that showered him. The scene looked as if the Death had descended upon the bandits in a suit.

Spreading his arms wide he appreciated the bloody artwork he had created. Blood and flesh littered the muddy floor. The bandit leader looking at the carnage before him vomited out his mushed eyeball. The only one left unhurt was the old man; Lucifer with a brisk pace approached the man, as if he had all the time in the world. Standing in front of the old man, he released his horrifying aura; the man had wet his robe. While he was uncontrollably trembling, the old man started to spill the beans.

“He explained that mother was living a double life and that Lucifer had a step brother who was three years older than him, mother’s lover Douglas Sez Belmont wanted Alexander’s inheritance and something special he had acquired. So mother wanting freedom from Alexander and her Douglas wanting his secrets, had mustered up this plan. The old man also blurted out that they had to kill him, because he was going to receive Alexander’s inheritance. After speaking the old man crumbled onto the floor, into a puddle of his own piss. Lucifer without remorse tore out the old man`s left eye, he then gestured the old man to eat it and he would let him live.

The man while sobbing started to chew on his eyeball, Lucifer thoroughly enjoyed the scene. Living in the abyss, he had to suffer every day in pure agony; finally he had the opportunity to agonize others who stood in his way.

“Like they say an eye for an eye”, he smirked

However, the old man couldn`t swallow the eyeball and coughed it out, Lucifer getting bored of the old man’s antics, exploded his brains, blood and brain juices spilled outwards.

With a snap of his fingers, he ignited the corpses and chunks of flesh along with the bandit leader he completely burned them to ashes, so that there would be no remains of the events that had bypassed. After that he continued towards the carriage, the guards seeing him approach, unsheathed their long swords rushing at him. With a grin he materialized a large amount of blazing swords above him, pointing towards the guards. The blades instantly flew at the guards piercing their bodies, as soon as the blades passed through them, their bodies were covered in coated with flames. Lucifer relished in the screams of the guards as they watched their comrades get charred to death.

“Say, ‘Hi’ to Satan for me”, he gave a charming smile while speaking

After a while, all that was left were ashes in front of him. With a flick of a finger he ignited the carriage into flames completely destroying any evidence of the event, following that he tore of his suit to make the attack look all the more real and rubbed some blood from the ground onto his white shirt, he ripped it in some places so that, it would look like he was attacked during the journey. After that he erased all evidence of the blood and the ashes and ventured back into the forest. While walking back, he was smiling gleefully waiting to see his mother’s expression as soon as he arrived. Anybody looking at him now would only be able to see as sweet, angelic young boy.

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