Chapter 11:One-winged Devil's Whisper

Enduring the crisis he's on, the ant whose all limbs have been damaged and cannot be regenerated for a while now crucially got caught by the lengthy, stretchy, and threatful tongue of an anteater. The dilemma of the ant carrying all the burden and mentality by supposing he's the only factor the whole ant colony is on the near-annihilation state collapsed him into ruins filled with despair and heartless depression of an isolated island.

Deverra who represents the ant handling majority of the responsibility of the misfortune that the ant colony experienced, Nimanso city, that the anteater demolished and bring upon the ruinous calamity, Vincento De Vairrere.

Redeeming consciousness after the mismatched duel of the potential hierarchical

throne rivalry, Deverra awakened seeing himself being pulled on the ground on his way to the king's place feeling the frictional rub slowly injuring his back by the true cause of the fate that bestows upon the heaven to Deverra not accepting the reality, Vincento.

Acknowledging an answer to that quote of a certain book from an isolated city called Arciz located on the outskirt of this continent "Mendelev" that is impossible to travel on due to extreme freezing wind and devastating weather.

"Ah, Where Am I? Oh! I remember now. I got violated by Vincento De Vairrere. The one who occupied and govern the Nimanso City for two years. Seems this is a fate the God from above cast upon me and all of Nimanso." said Deverra on his mind revising his loss with a half-sleep tone and a mood not fully waking up.

"No, I can't accept this! I-I must uphold and fight back. Bu-but victory, is it attainable? Remembering that quote NEGATE THE AIR OF ATLANTIS, FREE THE TREASURE HIDDEN BENEATH. Where does it come from? The book that is given by sir Rijin on my 10th birthday. I can't visualize the title but I see now what the author wants to deliver to the readers. TO SEE THE WORLD AS A HELLISH CAGE OF INFINITE COMBUSTION AND THE BLAZING PESSIMISTIC IGNITION AS THE FUEL OF THE TREMENDOUS HEATING TEMPERATURE, FREEZING IT ALL AND BY ASSASSINATING THE DEMON BEHIND IT.

The demon that needs to be deleted is Vincento but it's hopeless. Isn't that ironic to say I WILL KILL THE DEMON now when I'm the one who wasted the chance of killing it?

I only see the despair in the future." said Deverra on his corrupt mind, slowly getting manipulated by his familiarity misled away from the true definition the authors wanted to deliver, waking up fully.

"On the alley of desperation and despondency, conquering the destined future is similar to having a duel with your self-mirroring self. By simple logic, if you can't cut paper with paper how can it cut down an enormous tree. Your thoughts can't defeat words, words can't destroy physical strength, strength can't rewrite the future of this caged world. To dethrone a demonic king who oversees fate, one must become a greater being, becoming the true source of MALICE who rewrites everything the demonic entity has created and to solidify the truth without its influence. You must become the greater devil if you want to kill me, Deverra "Okutante" Castrou" said Vincento dictating a devour-provoking speech stating his ideology to Deverra.

Empirical sense is slowly returning to dust, core memories of the past are lost in the crumbled maze, the flow of time disobeyed the law as it felt the century has reverted into a small realm. Deverra has no other way to replenish the setback and just stared blankly in the sky.

Suddenly got shot by an unknown light of recollection of a certain memory.

"This city must be lucky," said a certain familiar voice on his mind.

It is noon with a bright sun smiling the world and directly to all people, Deverra and Vincento got shined to their eyes. Vincent seems to be temporarily blinded but Deverra isn't. He remains to gaze into the bright shineless sun and after a while, a stroke of memory hits his mind recognizing it's his partner-in-crime, Szenzen.

"I will try to help but the monster I'm with will much of help of eradicating those scum and freeing this lock-downed city," said Szenzen on Deverra mindfully trusting this monster."

" I see, that monster. I will trust that monster," said Deverra letting out a flow of tears as he continuously stare into the sunlight not blinding the eyes of a determined beast.

A shade of black shadow in their environment due to hordes of clouds obstructing the ray of light to enlight upon Nimanso as Vinceto arrived at the stair entrance walks upward releasing faints of small negative kinesa aura because of the excitement he felt as he will be ending the cause of hope.

"HIHIHI-HYA HAHAHAHAHA. It's nearing, it's nearing, It's nearing! My grand debut! I'll be the genuine "king" now!!!" said Vincento with a psychotic scream delightful with the greed of joy.

Vincento sets the crus for executing Deverra, two hours from now as he patiently postpones until his beautiful Strella successfully returns, chained him with an iron-filled connector and pattern of gold stripes chain design costing a whole house. The position of the crus is facing the palace and on his back is the sight of the ruins. Vincento steps forward to face the city of the calamity rearing his two weaponry, arms extending to its highest peak it can reach symbolizing shaped U letter like an image of a conductor ready to drop his down as a catalyst to start a musical piece.

Bell ringing piano musical has started to play, the tempo is accelerating and the melody becoming more complex and difficult to play as it gets good to the ears, a combination of all classical music creates a perfect harmony into a singular sonata enchants the atmosphere of whole Nimanso City.

"LA CAMPELLA SOOTHING"

said Vincento releasing a newly introduced kinesa technique, an ability to create a wide barrier of musical notes that can genuinely infect the mind of all affected upon hearing non-stop piano musical pieces leading to aggressive results toward the victim.

"My musical masterpiece... Is proceeding."

TO BE CONTINUED.