Black Statue

The ground is warm, but the weather is chilly. I should get going now. He's in so much pain.

Viktor walked on the rough surfaces. His feet were already covered with grey sand. It was a valley without a single grass on it. It looked like someone put a curse on it. A dirty place wasn't his type of ground to walk on, but he was feeling guilty. 

He felt guilt inside his heart that it was his fault that a beautiful land had turned into a wasteland. 

He thought that he was the one to blame so he had to take the punishment. 

The ground was turning hot as he walked close to the oasis. It was hot enough to burn his feet but he endured it. Because this pain was nothing compared to the pain that the demon has suffered for over a century. 

    -The demon who gained the power of absolute destruction was finally happy that he was able to kill someone.

After he awakened, so many demons started to attack him, but nobody couldn't land a blow on him. He spread his wings for the first time and flew up in the air to see the land he was living on, and he saw the demon Lord's castle. So he declared war against the demon lord who treated him like a test subject. 

The demon lord accepted.

For many years, they fought with each other. Years turned into a decade and the decades turned into a century but the war was still ongoing. The humanoid demon massacred all the soldiers of the demon lord and finally, the kingdom was empty. 

It was only the lord who was barely alive in front of him while he was pointing sharp his hands at his neck.

He said,  

"You're more than a demon. Just look around you. You killed all the innocent people of my land, just because I did a little study on you. And you? 

The demon said nothing.

"You killed all the people who did nothing to you. I even gave you my authority as a lord of this land. Still, you didn't control your wrath. "

"I just paid back what you gave me. Now, goodbye. Father ."

"You're the real monster."

The demon lord died by a swish of his hand. His head dropped to the floor but his body was still kneeling. It was the end of the demonic era of Diad Territory. 

The humanoid demon who wiped out his people was finally free. But it was gone too. He had nothing left.

The wrath he engraved in his soul for hundreds of years had finally vanished. But he was left all alone, he felt so sad. He was the only being who was standing in the middle of the wasteland he created with his own hands. 

For the first time in his life, he shed tears in front of his father's headless body. It was the first time he was feeling this type of emotion, so he hugged his dead body and cried out so loud like a baby who suddenly got separated from its family. He finally understood that what he had done was nothing but wrong. 

He was a fool.

  -I feel sad for him. If I could write him in a different way, he would have lived a great life. 

Viktor reached the oasis and saw it was filled with pearls in the boiling hot spring. The spring was surrounded by Tyrethus because the pearls in the water were filled with mana and it was great food to them. 

Viktor looked in the middle of the spring and saw there was a black statue holding something in his arms. The whole body was stone but only its hair was like a human's. 

It was the statue of the demon who killed his father and then regretted it. 

The power of absolute destruction was so powerful that it could turn anything into dust. 

The day he killed his father, he became hopeless. For that reason, he decided to kill himself with his power. He cast his power on his crest but it didn't work. 

He tried so many times but it wasn't working. After a few moments, he felt that his legs weren't responding. 

Then he finally understood that he was stuck with the ground. His body was slowly turning into stone. He started crying but his tear turned into a pure pearl before it reached the ground.

He became more frustrated. For months,  he sat there with his father's dry body in his arms and watched him slowly drying up. He watched it turn into bones, and his bones turned into dust. And the ground had become filled with his pearls. 

A century has almost passed and his cures finally reached his eyes. It saw his father's last remaining and he lost his last sense. The sense of vision. 

Viktor looked at his hair and predicted that he has only 2 years until he finally becomes a statue. And he will finally die when his last hair turns into a stone. He's still alive there because his tears are still coming out of his eyes and trying into a pearl every minute. 

   -Why did I make you this miserable? 

Viktor made invisible stairs in the air and walked closer to the statue to touch him. It was also burning hot but still, he touched his face. 

   How painful! You must be feeling so miserable but it's the end of your sufferings. Since I am here now, I will give you a chance to live a whole new life where you can start all over again. 

He wiped the statue's tear which was rolling down to his face and said, 

"I am sorry. Please forgive me."

Viktor apologised to the statue and cast curse-lifting magic. The most powerful magic of the crest of holiness.

A huge black smoke started to come out of the statue and the stone was slowly turning into white skin.

    -  I will take care of you from now on.

..// sorry for any grammatical mistakes… :p