《Re:Demon Lord》Chapter 11 - Pain
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[Hello guys!! I read the comments on the previous chapter and was happy but at the same time scared and because of that i was afraid to reply back. I know you didn't like my previous chapter but I didn't want the MC to be too cocky and someone said to bring humanity in him as well. I have thought about most of the progress but still I am just going with the flow so you all are free to give me ideas. This progress in the story is basically thought through reading your comments so please comment more. Enjoy!!]
Leila's POV AKA Wielder Of Aldrake
Close... That was way too close. I almost nearly died... If he had killed me without asking any silly of those questions I would be dead. Phew... I needed to get patched up so I used one of my divine arts 'Divine Heal' to heal my wounds. I can't believe I was wounded to this extent... making me use 3 of my divine arts.
"Damn! That was close." As I mutter my thoughts I see a new figure besides my little toy.
"Hmm.. Who are you? Another toy to play with? Well, for a small fry like you it's a perfect timing since I can't use Aldrake for now. Come now, entertain me just like the little demon did." I tell her since I can sense that her magic power isn't strong enough to defeat me.
The demon girl looks at me with determination... I like that look, maybe she can last for a while. As I was prepared to have some fun with the demon girl, I was stopped by a voice which could be only heard by me.
'It's not wise for you to fight anymore.' The voice advises me. This voice is as familiar as it can get since it's the voice of my beloved comrade Aldrake. She barely speaks with me but now she tells me stop. Whenever she speaks with me she always has a reason so I can always trust her.
'So, what's the reason?' I ask her while the demon girl is still being cautious since I am talking to Aldarke using telepathy.
'I can only nullify your pain for about 35 minutes.. after that you will be on your own.' She tells me as if I had any wounds for me to feel pain for.
'All my wounds are healed, so there's nothing to worry. I used the divine art to heal myself.' I tell her to reassure her trouble but she got angry.
'You fool!! Did you think you healed all your injuries. You only healed you external wounds. All this time from the beginning of fight against that cursed boy I was nullifying your pain. He has practically messed up your whole internal organs. You better retreat right now!!' She tells me frantically.
'Internal organs? What so you mean? Doesn't Divine Heal heal all the wounds?' Seeing her frantic I couldn't help but be troubled myself.
'Normally it would but you used 2 divine arts earlier so you didn't have enough divinity to completely heal yourself.' She answers like she's stating a fact.
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Divinity is something that is granted by the gods to their chosen ones. And I am also one of the chosen one as well. I don't know why they chose someone like me though. I still question it till now. It is the power of god themselves given to us. But since it's the power of the gods we can have only limited amount of divinity. But still even a little divinity is powerful enough to heal all wounds, I can't believe that it didn't heal all my wounds but Aldrake and I are bonded together so she knows what's happening to my body and adjusts it.
'Are you sure that my body is still not healed properly?' I ask one more time to confirm.
'I assure you, you will thank me when you start receiving the pain I am nullifying for you. You will taste pain worst than hell can provide.' Haaaa.... there's no choice then.
"Hey small fry!! It seems lady luck has given you her blessing since I am not in a mood anymore. Aldrake teleport to Heaven's Realm." With that said Aldrake teleported me to Heaven with the last bit of divinity left.
*Snap* *Crack**Sting*
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh...... *cough* MAKE IT STOP. MAKE IT STOP. THE PAIN!!!!!!!!!!" Right after arriving at the Heaven intense pain surges through me like I was being ripped apart from the inside. My saliva keeps drooling and my tears keep falling like the sky giving a bountiful rain.
One by one I can feel my nerves snapping and I convulse while rolling on the ground being unable to withstand the pain.
"SOMEONE MAKE IT STOP. PAIN!!! I DONT WANT PAIN!!" I keep shouting because of the insanity that the pain is making me feel. Too much pain... It would be better to die. Yes... I would rather die as I think that a small girl comes in front of me while watching me with amusement.
"Hahaha.. so even a psychopath like you can show this kind of expression. I would like to see more of it but we still have use for you. If I let you suffer anymore you will definitely end your own life. Time Alter." With that said a magic circle with clock insignia is seen on her hand and after that she grasps the light which magic circle makes and points at me.
Slowly all the pain I am suffering starts to fade away. After my pain completely vanishes I take a look at the little girl. Little girl about 4 feet 6 inches while I am 5 feet 8 inch and her her is darkish pink with pink eyes having clock's insignia. This little girl can be introduced as God of Time Cronulla.
"You have my thanks Miss Cronulla." I bow down to her even though I don't like it.
"Aldrake tell me what happened? Knowing this psychopath's personality she won't be able to explain it properly." Without even replying back to me or moreover looking at me she looks at Aldrake and asks her about the war.
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"Very well... From where should I begin?" Aldrake responds to her. Normally, only I would be able hear Aldrake but you know gods... they really are cheat characters.
"Just tell me about the cursed boy. It seems Naktasa received a new prediction through your actions." Cronulla impatiently asks about my favorite toy. Damn you! I won't let you have him.
"Ok.. then here it goes.." After that Aldrake starts telling her of the events that happened.
"Hahaha.. our crazy girl here got her ass whooped.. that's quite funny and moreover to cut your own arm to escape Divine Punishment that's what you called survival instinct." Cronulla starts mocking me while praising the little demon. But even I didn't notice him ripping his own arm to escape my divine art. He really is interesting.
"But he will be taken care of as fast as possible." Cronulla speaks in a cold tone.
"What do you mean?" I ask her curiously.
"Opium just sent Wielder of Excalibar to sort out the mess and is keeping an eye out for a suitable mortal to become the Wielder of Durandaral." Cronulla tells me as if it was obvious
"Well anyway I just came to hear the report directly from you. Make sure to rest since I only reversed the time to bring your body back the condition it was 3 days ago, you still need to recover mentally." With that said she dissapears into thin air.
I instantly collapse remembering the pain I felt. It really was the worst of the worst.
"Hey.. I haven't seen you suffer like that for a while. Was it 450 years ago when you rebelled against the gods for pure entertainment? Well.. that was funny though." Aldrake speaks up bringing my past. 450 years is really long... how come you make it sound like it happened a week ago. Damn I wanted to retort but I am mentally exhausted.
Yeah when I think about it.. I did something stupid as to defy the gods but it was pretty pathetic since only cursed beings can touch them. No wonder they are hated. Thinking about my past I end up sleeping as I am very exhausted.
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Kresta's POV
What was that about? She just retreated... I guess that's a good thing for me since it would have been nearly impossible for me to beat her. Well... anyway I need to heal Akira. Even looking at him pains my heart, I haven't even talked to him and yet I feel so much sorrow knowing that my little brother is suffering so much pain.
I take a deep breath... okay!! I slap my face to pump myself and get ready for the transfer of life force. In order to give my life force to him I must have mouth to mouth contact and it's my first kiss... but I have no time to worry about these things. I have to save my brother.
I start the procedure and begin transferring my life force through his mouth. After getting to the second step I step back and fall on my back. A surge of pain flowed which was like a raging magma melting everything in it's path. The second step was to share the pain that the victim is suffering.. even though I only received 50% of his pain, I wasn't even able to withstand it for 1 second.
Various thoughts start swirling inside me. 'Why am I even helping him?', 'I don't even know him properly yet why do I need to suffer?'... these kind of thought keep coming but then again was there any need for him to suffer as well? He could have just run away but he fought though he may have some ulterior motives in the end there was no need for him to fight for us and yet he...
I won't idlely let this kind of suffering happen to him. With that I start again the second phase and endless amount passes through me. My whole body is covered in sweat and eyes are filled with tears. I keep passing my life force to Akira until I pass out. I don't know how long or what I did anymore.... With this I hope he gets better. I don't know my body feels different and mind is becoming fluffy... I start drifting towards dream world.
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"*pant**pant*" I suddenly wake up panting as if I just came back from the dead. I hazily look around me as everything is spinning. I think for a minute to remember what I was doing earlier then I remember about the crazy apostle which makes me shiver a bit.
"How am I still alive though?" I question myself as I check my body. My most of the wounds are healed but I still have my right arm missing. Seeing my right arm not there anymore I remember ripping my own arm to escape the explosion. Shit.. I can't believe I had to do something like that.
Hmm... But the main question is how am I still alive?
"*sniff*... *sniff*" Huh? I can hear someone crying. When I turn around I see a little girl crying. The little girl had white hair with black eyes and the other special characteristic was she had fox ears and two tails which were also white. But the most confusing thing was this little girl looked very familiar.
"*Sniff* I am so glad you are alright.. Oni-chan[big brother in Japanese said with affection]." I could only stare at her since this little girl called me big brother.
"Kresta!?" I could only let out a dumbfounded voice.
"Yes!!" She let out an energetic voice.
What the hell have I gotten myself into now? And what the fuck is even going on? With these thoughts I look at the little Kresta wondering what happened and what I should be doing.
[Damn I hope you like the development. Please write some reviews as it will give ideas. Thanks]
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