《Lucian》The talk between the two
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On the next morning, the sun was peeking from the horizon. Lucian was slowly waking up on his bed, still wearing his clothes. He raised his upper body and looked around.
"Fucking hell."he said, after the massive headache hit him. He currently has the worst hangover he has ever had and to make it all worse is the knife that was thrown into his head at mach 10.
With his left hand on his forehead, he chants[Purify], but instead of the magic being activated, he started to gough pretty hard and he covered his mouth with his left hand. After he stopped coughing he looked at his palm to see blood there.
"Fucking hell. My energy is completely drained."he says to himself and slowly moves his feet onto the ground and pushes himself up from the bed. From here, he could smell someone cooking on the kitchen"Yami's cooking."he mutters and slowly leaves the room.
Once he opens the door and gets out of the room, she sees her cooking, like the fight they had yesterday never happened. He without saying a word walked there, without saying anything.
"Aah. You are-" "sssshhh. Later. Talk."he says and opens one of the shelves and takes out a jar full of blue powder. He puts it on the table and proceeds to take a glass and fills it with a water. He takes a spoon and puts two tea spoons of the blue powder into the glass and then mixes the two with the spoon. The water turns light blue and now is a little thicker than before. It looks slimy now.
He picks up the glass, hesitates for a second and then drinks the stuff. He feels the slimy stuff going down his throat and he makes an ugly face, after putting the glass back to the table.
"Yep. Still disgusting."he says and puts the jar back to its place. He passes Elena and sits down at the table and holds his head with both of his hands. He slowly feels the pain fainting and his mind starts to become clearer.
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After five minutes, the pain is all gun and he now remembers the entire fight with Lulu. Before he only remembered the few seconds before she killed him.
Yami places a plate with food on it in front of him and sits across him. He looks at her and asks"Why are you still at the Murderers house?"
"I. I wanted to talk with you about the incident."she answers.
"What is there to talk anymore. I killed twenty people to save you and you reply to that by calling me a murderer. But...I seriously don't give a shit If you call me like that. Have been called worst."he says and takes a bite out of his food.
"I just wanted to thank you. Even though I didn't like that you killed them, you still saved me and so I'm grateful."she continues"I may not like that you have killed and probably will do it again, but I still love you."
Silence.
None of them say anything.
Yami is staring at him and he is just chewing his food. He swallows it and says"Fine. I'll say the truth about me and then decide If you want to live me."
He takes another bite and starts"I am a demon. I have killed over one hundred thousand people in my life time. All of them were Hunters, criminals or non-humans. I never kill innocent. I have never felt bad after killing someone. Never. I already had three lovers before I started dating you and still have. I'm just an asshole with a lot of troubles."
He finishes and takes another bite. He looks at Yami, who is lost in her thoughts.
'Well obviously she dump me, because If the twenty murders Made her go like that, 100k will be worse.'he thought
"I'm fine with it."she said with a clear voice. She had decided that instead of leaving him, she will try to support him. He had helped her and she still hadn't return for the deed he did to heal her face.
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"Seriously?"asked Lucian in a confused voice. This was the first time in years he was this confused. 'She's actually fine with it. I can see it from her eyes.'
"Yes. So do you still love me? Or you are angry at me?"she asks.
He sighs and replies"Yes. I still love you."he says.
"Could you then tell me your real name.?"she asks.
"Where did you he-"he continues after realising"Lulu was the one who told you to ask that."
She nods.
"Do you know what it means to ask a demons real name?"he asks and she answers with a simple"No."
"*Sigh* Asking a demons real name is asking the demon to marry you. So you just basically unknowingly proposed to me."he says.
"What?"she asks with a dumbfounded voice.
"You. Proposed. To. Me."he says again, slowly.
"Next time don't listen Lulu If it's related to love. She is bad at it. I mean really bad considering her race."he says.
"Demon?"
"Succubus to be exact here."he answers and finishes the food.
"Regarding the name thing. Do you want me to tell you?"he asks with a grin on his face.
"Not now. Maybe some day."she replies immediately.
"Oh well."he answers. He gets up with his hands on the table, but immediately is hit with an intense pain in his left hand. His entire left arm loses its strength and this causes him to fall back to the chair. His body currently has barely any energy and so it's already hard to move. And when he lost the strength, he obviously fell down.
"What happened?"she asks, after seeing him and getting up from the chair.
"He could feel his energy slowly being drained in in effort not to run completely dry, he chants[Cancel]. All of the passive magic that were on, were cancelled. One of the passive magics had started to drain him suddenly. This should have not happened.
Because all of his magics were cancelled, everything was now revealed. Scars all around his body started to appear. The necklace, that he was hiding, now appeared. And the blue markings on Yami, were now in full view.
"Yami. Come. Here."he says while breathing heavily. So Yami walks to him and then with his remaining strength, he pulls into a kiss and starts sucking out her energy. She doesn't know what he was exactly doing, because this kiss was nothing like before. When he finally let go off her head, she felt week and started to fall. She was caught by Lucian, before she could fall and he put her onto his lap. Her head was resting on his shoulder and she asked"What happened.
"I ran dry of energy for some reason and so I needed to recharge. I needed you."he says.
"You mean you sucked energy out of my body?"
"Yep."he says and puts on his passive magic, except Yamis.
"Look at you wrist."he says and so she manages to look at her wrist, to see blue markings on there, with almost the same design as Lucians.
"Wh. What are those blue markings on my wrists."
"Those marking are only on non-human."he continues"Yami. There is a secret that I haven't told you."
"What secret?"she asks
"One regarding your father. Yami. Your father is a god and you are a ....demi-goddess."
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