《The Devil Of Smoke (悪魔)》Pure evil: Torture that makes it's victims wish for death
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Elithian took a step, and then another after that. Time seemed to stop as Henry and Harold noticed the steps Elithian took. It had depth. It carried confidence, and it instilled fear into their souls.
Harold blinked, and when he opened his eyes once more, Elithian was gone. It was as if he was never there. All that remained was black smoke.
Henry, who had his eyes opened noticed how he had suddenly turned into smoke and then vanished. Harold raised his guard even more, looking around in a panicked haze, trying to spot the elusive Elithian.
Harold activated his ability, which was ‘lag’. It could create afterimages that still inflicted damage. If he punched and activated his Ability, his one punch could be raised to 5 or more punches only milliseconds behind each other, creating afterimages.
Harold heard a booming sound next to his ear. He turned around and saw Elithian flying through the air, punching towards his direction. Harold panicked, and tried to react, but he couldn’t do anything as Elithian’s fist had already collided with his chin.
Harold flew backwards like an airplane that had lost a wing, and collided with the brick wall, causing dust to fly about. He had broken his spine, and the back of his head was split open causing blood to leak out of it like a broken fountain.
He laid on the ground knocked out, coughing blood out of his mouth as he stared at Elithian. The fear he felt corrupted his mind, clearing it of any sense. He couldn’t think straight due to the fear and pain mixing together creating a horrifying concoction.
Elithian looked once at Harold, then turned to face Henry as if Harold didn’t exist. “Y.-o--u be.t-ter R-..U-N'' Elithian said, in a broken demonic voice. It was as if parts of his speech had been cutted out, making an incomplete phrase that was still comprehensible.
Harold shook in fear. His mind too had succumbed to the fear, so, he dropped his pride and ran. As he turned the corner, he could hear a distinct laugh. It sounded like pure evil: and his already broken heart dropped to the floor, broke through it, and fell infinitely into the abyss. He gathered what little courage he had, then continued to run. He would look for a staff member.
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Elithian completely turned to smoke as if his physical body had never existed. He blew away with the wind leaving Harold who was still knocked unconscious on the floor. He coughed up blood, then a tooth rolled out his mouth. He faintly said something.
“Mommy”. Both his subconscious and conscious mind fell asleep, most likely, for the last time.
Meanwhile, Henry managed to catch sight of one of the staff. He screamed and yelled like a mad man, making sure to wave his hand violently. Smoke could be seen behind Henry. It travelled at a peculiar speed, slightly faster than a car. Obviously, the black smoke caught up with Henry.
The teacher turned around.
‘Weird… I could’ve swore someone was there… almost like they got snatched up or something? Hmm, probably just my non-existent imagination” The teacher turned around again, returning to what he was doing.
He heard a very faint yell. He turned around again, but saw nothing. This time, he was sure that he was crazy. No matter what he heard or what he’d see from now on, he wouldn’t look back.
For better or worse, this is what he chose to do.
Elithian managed to snatch up Henry like a predator finding girls in broken homes, and kept him in a… wall?
‘What… where am I? Everything's black? What’s happening! Don’t you dare touch me, Elithian, I swear I’ll get my family to destroy you! Everything you hold dear will be tarnished!” Henry said in a dazed panic.
Laughter.
Henry heard the distinct laughter yet again. Just like before, it sent fear into his body like a needle laced with cyanide.
“Oh? You will? HAHAHAHA” a demonic voice said.
Henry began to cry. He still didn’t know where he was.
“Fear… yes…. give me more! I NEED MORE”
Henry didn’t reply, but instead, began crying even harder, somehow.
“You feed me with fear which I enjoy. So, in exchange, I’ll tell you where you are. My host, Elithian, is a driver, per say. I am the engine, wheels, frame, seat, and everything in between. Since attaching myself to Elithian, I have gained parts of his personality, and he has gained some of mines”
“I-i don’t care about that! I asked where I am, not how Elithian got this demonic ability!” Henry managed to yell through his waterfall of tears.
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“Allow me to finish, insect.” The demonic voice replied. Smoke slowly began inching towards Henry ever so slowly. Henry noticed this, somehow, even though the room was dark black, and tried to escape, but his body didn’t move. Infact, it couldn’t move.
The smoke wrapped around his neck , and slowly began to squeeze. It was at this moment Henry noticed he was suffocating. Even though the smoke was squeezing his air pipes, his suffocation started long before. The fear made him blind to his painful suffocation; or maybe it was adrenaline.
The squeeze on his neck increased, making his fear increase. ‘Am I… A-am I gonna.. D-di-e?...” He thought to himself in broken words.
“Like I was saying, I am the car, and he is the driver: one who wishes to go far cannot do so without the other. Yin yan, balance of life and death, blah blah blah. Basically, we’re equals. Well, on paper we are. I look down upon him. Unless he starts showing some sense, I might just possess him, permanently.”
The demonic voice loosened the grip on Henry.
“And while that would be great as I could control myself fully, I would never be able to maximize my abilities. Like I said before, one cannot travel the distance without the other. I’d never be able to do the things that I could with someone steering my wheel.”
“Who created you? How do you know this?” Henry barely managed to get out.
“Silence” The demonic voice answered. He slowly increased his grip, but this time not as much. It was just a warning flag, for the worthless insect. If he treated the loose ground once more, surely, an explosive would go off turning him into minced meat.
“So, that brings us here. Elithian truly was going to die to a pathetic insect like you. He wished with all he had that he could escape, that he could fight back, and with that, I was ignited. With his wish for more and my annoyance with dying to an insect, we became a perfect balance, and he subconsciously allowed me to influence his driving. While I am not in control fully, I am currently heavily influencing it. He is also the one who’s making me say this. I’d never allow my priceless information to be spread out to a worthless organism that’s taking up space. As you can see, not only can I influence him, but he can influence me.”
The demonic voice exhaled as if he had a physical body.
“This means that his subconscious mind and I agreed to… well… ‘take care of you’.” The demonic voice said as if he was confused.
“We are currently inside a wall. Our smoke ability is able to pass through walls somehow, it has something to do with divine spirit or something lame like that. The only reason you're not being crushed to death, Henry, is because 1. Physics, and 2. The fact smoke is protecting you from exploding into millions of pieces, as mass cannot be randomly applied to other mass. It takes a process and time for this to happen. If I were to decide to stop protecting you from physics, you’d suffer, and experience pain like never before.” The demonic voice said. He paused.
“You may speak.” He continued.
“T-t-take care-e o-o-o-f m-.e? w-Wh-at d-o-es th-a-t me-.a.-n? D-don-t K-ll M-e-e Pl-.e.a-s.e! I’l.l d-o an-y.th-In.-g!” He said, each word becoming more hoarse than the last. What tears he cried earlier seemed like a kiddie pool to what was happening now. It was as if Hurricane Katrina managed to get into a sorority made up of Karens, and only karens.
“HAHA! I love your fear… don't worry though… you won’t die, not for a long, long time! But that doesn’t mean you won't suffer!”
What happened next was horrific, and Henry wanted to die every second. He wished for his end, and regretted his words.
[to be continued :>]
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YASS! Extra long chapter, but on top of that, to chapters in one day! Hope you enjoyed it. Please leave all your feedback in the comment section below. (Also, Im looking for editors ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )
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