《The Demon Child - Awakening》Chapter 28 - Storm
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"Hey, hey, hey! are you alive?" I asked the torturer, softly slapping him with my right hand.
I was trying to wake up the torturer calmly, making him give into a false sense of hope. I wanted to kill him, and I wanted to see his face during it. After a minute, he woke up and tried to scream; he stopped soon after realizing that icicles were pinning him down.
"It's useless, your voice-box is destroyed due to me, and I put ice pillars down in your joints so you can't escape," I continued.
Before I tried to wake him up, I've been getting used to my new abilities for what I guessed was two minutes. I could still see the soul of the torturer, as well as the souls of people nearby, which there were none, so I knew it was safe to do this.
"Sorry, but I'm afraid I'll have to kill you for the sake of my mission,"
The torturer started to shake vigorously, trying to break the ice pillars, but it did nothing. I activated my blood ice ability, numbing the torturer's limbs. He looked at me scared, shivering, even more, wetting his pants as well.
"Listen whatever your name is, I'm going to have to kill you quickly, so start saying your goodbyes,"
I thought for a second at what I would do since I still held a grudge against him. A gruesome idea then popped into my head. I smiled and then started to chuckle, which turned into a cackle.
"How about this, I'll decrease your body temperature until you start to freeze, and then I'll cook your body with lightning until it's nice and crispy." I licked my lips.
The torturer's body started to squirm uncontrollably; I just sighed and started my plan. Placing my hand on his throat, I began to pour my ice source into his body. The torturer's spasms began to fade, and his skin had turned blue. As the floor around him started to turn to freeze as well, I stopped. Standing up, I placed my right foot on the tortures chest quickly.
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My source of lighting began to course through my leg and into my foot, it then started uncontrollably burning the tortures skin. The lightning which was black and white then started to wrap around the torturer, burning his body wherever it touched.
It filled me with a new warm feeling inside my body, it felt like happiness, but it wasn't, as my old self wouldn't have enjoyed this torture, if fact, he would've screamed and ran away. At that moment, I realized that I had abandoned my weakness and became something else.
After a while, I decided to see if his soul was still, but it was not in his body; instead, it was floating right above it. His soul had left his body, telling me that he died, the warm feeling in my body faded. Angered, I tried to grab his soul, thinking my hand was going to go through it. But it didn't go through; my right hand had grabbed the torturers soul.
"How!" The torturer's soul screamed. "How! How! How!" I could hear his complaints and weeping, believing that he had escaped me, but was gravely mistaken.
"I don't know, maybe that hair you talked about has changed me, maybe due to my hate for you I can do this, OR MAYBE THIS IS PAYBACK FOR EVERYTHING THAT YOU HAVE DONE!!"
I then used my source of darkness and put it into the torturer's soul. After a second, the soul popped, into hundreds of pieces, and I felt a rush of the warm feeling again.
I kneeled and started to carve up his body. I got both his arms and legs and laid them out in a row. I then got out four vials and poured one on each limb before shattering the glass with my bare hands. I bit my left thumb and drew a giant pentagram, now remembering all the symbols from my memory, not even needing the booklet which wasn't there in the dungeon.
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I sat down and started to chant the summoning.
"Awaken from your other side, for a part of you is calling, be reunited with yourself once again, to come back to this place and stand once before me, may you come by your own free will, and do whatever you want before me,"
The pentagram's glowed a bright red which slightly blinded me. After the light faded, Lucyfer, Astaroth, Xirax and Abatson stood before me, all of them with a confused face. As soon as they saw me, they knew what was happening.
"Ah Dynestar, I'm glad to see that you're -,"
"Silence Lucyfer, I've been trapped for seven days, and I've become stronger, now let's finish the mission,"
I walked to the entrance of the room to see that there was a lock on the cell. I looked at my soul and noticed something. My left hand's soul outline was white, while my right hand's outline was red. My right hand grabbed the torturers soul, so I wondered something.
I tried to touch the lock with my right hand, but it just went through. Another ability I had gained was to send parts of my body... somewhere unknown, making them untouchable. I turned my right hand's outline to white and pulled it back, destroying the lock. I opened the gate and looked back at everyone.
"We're in the dungeons, Gener will be at somewhere near the top of his castle, Xirax, Abatson, destroy the roof now," I asked them.
"Understood." both of them replied.
Abatson and Xirax walked towards me and stopped only a few feet in front. Abatson knelt and put his hands on the ground while Xirax jumped up onto his shoulders. Suddenly, the dungeon started to shake, Abatson's soul ability was to make tremors, which went well with Xirax's soul ability which was to manipulate sound. She looked up, and the roof started to crumble, falling around them.
After they stopped, the roof of the dungeon was destroyed, as well as another five stories on top of that. I started to jump around and went to the highest floor. I looked down to see that Lucyfer and Astaroth were looking up at me.
"Don't daddle, we need to complete the mission," I said with hatred on my face. "Let's kill our target,"
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