Chapter seven 《Who's afraid of the big bad demon》

If one night you see someone committing a sin, tomorrow do not look at him as a sinner. He may have repented during the night and you did not know.

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|CALEB |

Anxiousness and nervousness came in a full force. My mind was battling with mixed emotions.

Why I'm I feeling this way?

"I'm anxious, what could be wrong with me?" questioned my inner spirit who has gotten the guts to name himself as Silver.

"I should be asking you that, the all knowing Silver." I replied humorously.

He chuckled darkly,

"I can't help but feel anxious, I'm having an unsettling feeling about this revenge even though I've been seeking for their blood for a very long time that I can almost taste it in my mouth."

I nodded my head, "I can't agree more, but I can't stop my thoughts from drifting off to the mortal girl I saved."

I brushed my hands through my hair restlessly and released the cigar smoke with a puff.

"¿Que està forzando tu polla?"

(What's straining your Cock)

Pregunto Metatron con preocupacìòn mientras se dírígia hacia mi. (Metatron asked with concern as he made his way towards me).

Sonreí un poco ante su pregunta contundente y respondi. (My lips twitched upwards slightly at his blunt question).

"Nos es algo de lo que debas acerca de ti mismo, ven a sentarse, hablemos de negocios." (It's not something you should worry yourself with, come sit and let's talk about business).

Vino a sentarse a mi lado y abriò su compatadora portâtil para informarme con la imformacìon que necesitaba desesperadamente.

(He came to sit next to me and opened his laptop to brief me with the information I desperately needed).

"I've been able to track the location of both the immediate families and the extended ones. It seems to have revealed itself now that they've eliminated the protection.

I sense something more powerful in a form of an aura protecting the main targets' mansion.

Metatron, our only technologist and the Daek Lord of Deception illustrated."

"I've set my plans in place, it was published in the recent newspaper that the immediate family is in dire need of a full time bodyguard for their spoiled little daughter." I voiced out with menace.

"So you're gonna disguise yourself as such even with barely any knowledge about that profession."

Barman the only Daek Lord who's found his gèmèla in addition to Eieal asked suddenly after he materialised into the throne hall.

He's one lucky bastard I must say.

"Yeah, what can't we buy with money," I countered. My voice void of any lingering emotions.

I illustrated further, "It's a win win for me. it'll be easier to kill them one after the other. A painful one, truth be told."

"Well, whatever floats your boat." Praviul chipped in. Wondering where he suddenly came from. I was too lost in thoughts to notice his presence.

Michelle, Barman's gèmèla entered gracefully with a priceless smile imprinted on her face. She's indeed mesmerising with her reddish blond hair hanging freely on her shoulders, grey eyes focused on only one person. Her dull red lips open widely to showcase her perfect white teeth, flawless skin and a curvy body being complimented by her tight mid tigh jeans skirt matched with a gold colored V- neck tank top.

She went straight into his embrace and leaned in for a deep toe curling kiss which Barman gladly obliged.

"Ahem," Araqiel who walked in not long ago holding a plate of magically sliced apples gave in a fake cough which lured them to break the kiss.

He smiled innocently with a hint of mischievousness when Barman glared at him.

"I smell jealousy,"

My inner spirit teased.

"Shut up." I growled warningly with my eyes turning deep crimson.

I've never been jealous of my brothers, but right this moment I wanted desperately to destroy something.

The mortal bimbo is getting on my nerves, she's twisting my sense of sanity. I should've let her drown to death.

I clenched and unclenched my fist. My nails lengthened, smoke filled my nose and the hair on my hands and legs grew straight and alert.

"What's wrong with you, you're manifesting." Rogziel raised his eyebrows in question.

The only time a Daek Lord looses the ablilty to control his manifestation is when the punishment takes control. It controls our body and power.

"Nothing, I just need fresh air." I replied curtly leaving no room for additional questions.

I got up and walked out of the blue moon Castle.

The warm Fhriyaile breeze kissed my face in a welcoming gesture, my Cigar was long forgotten. I took in a deep breath trying to put myself under control.

I looked around, the people of Fhriyaile were going about their business enthusiastically. It was indeed a breathtaking view, from the wall of invisibility we've created around our realm separating us from the outside world.

Fhriyaile has four giant coasts which breaks into four sub towns.

The blue moon coast, The ever curing forest coast, the bridge stone coast and the Golden glow coast.

From the west resides the blue moon castle, it's covered by waterfalls which divides into three streams keenly surrounded by waves and waves of heavenly smelling flowers. Some shaped into stars, some shaped into hearts that extends into the next horizon.

The south, the ever curing forest coast is the widely Known but secretly protected All healing forest. It's quite a dangerous place I must admit. It has the cure to every disease.

People rarely go there, it's protected by invisible impenetrable walls as well as giant warriors.

I go there when I want to pave way for my wings, a place where I can be free from everything. The Lords of Fhriyaile are not restricted.

The East side, the bridge stone coast is where majority of the people dwell.

It has cottages, markets, malls, shops, houses and mansions, business buildings, restaurants, schools, farms. Just name any necessity.

There's currently an ongoing construction of a hospital, what the heck is that for?

Most of all the things they need to survive is available.

There are no cars as they have their wings as the most probable means of transportation unless they want to travel to the neighbouring realms, even then portals are the ones required.

Phone is not a necessity, the people of Fhriyaile communicate telepathically.

The north coast, the Golden glow coast.

Every single element is made of gold.

Flowing waterfall of pure gold.

Here resides the Golden tower, it's a unique place decorated specifically for special events and impromptu obstacles like in case of an unexpected attack we could keep the people safe inside of it.

It's a very massive tower but empty most of the time.

The royal Lords are the ones permitted to stay there, Like my brothers and I.

We each have our own apartments for privacy sake.

Other special personalities like the witches, foretellers, mental telepathists, psychics and fortune tellers resides there as well.

I retrieved my wings from it's harbor and pushed in intense air, sooner than the tick of a clock, I was enjoying the magnificent Fhriyaile view from above.

I allowed my demons to take over, that's what I needed as of now.