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Re-writing Our Love

31-years-old Terrence Li died while protecting his first love on her wedding day. To his surprised, the grim reaper let him have another chance at life by being reborn into the past and change his destiny. Now he is back in his teenage years to chase after his first love once more. With a magic notebook that can turns whatever the owner write into reality, Terrence will make sure he won't make the same mistakes in this life.

TheLonelyImmortal · Urban
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45th Date: The Demon Lord's Wrath

*Gasp*

Draco, I'll make sure to give you a slow and painful death for what you made me went through. Also, it was these soul fragments that wake me up and help me defeat my sadness. I'll make sure to gather the remaining five and revive her.

The Next Morning...

*Yawn*

Although that nightmare made me woke up at 1 AM last night, I was able to quickly go back to sleep so I didn't feel so sleepy right now. The sound of the birds and the shine of the sun is a sign that this will be a peaceful day...to slay that son of bitch!

I grab my phone, that was charging, from the counter of my desk and call Leonard and William and told them to meet me in front of the school gate after school so they can lead me to wherever Draco is.

"Hey Leonard. Is it just me or does the boss look like he's about to go beat someone up and kill them.", William whispered.

"Now that you mention it, Terry is acting kind of strange today.", Leonard replied.

"Hey you two, I can still hear you and I'm still fine!", I yelled.

They both stay silent and look at each other. Now both of them know that I'm angry.

"Um..boss, may I ask what you are going to do with Draco once you find him? Especially when you are feeling 'fine' right now?", William asked.

"What I'm going to do? First, I'm going to cut off his fingers than his legs and arms so he can die slowly. Lastly, I'll finish him by writing an S on his body with my sword stabbed into his body. If he still survive after that then I'll perform the blood eagle torture until he bleeds to death! Just because I'm feeling fine.", I replied with a smile.

"Now I know not to ever anger him!", Both Leonard and William thought.

At last, we have arrive at Draco's hideout, which is an abandoned mansion that is unbelievably still in good shape even though it's looks like its over two hundred years old. His power is create nightmare so its make sense that his place to hangout is an abandoned mansion that looks like its from a horror movie.

I kick down the door and see him standing on the second floor while looking down at me.

"Welcome to my mansion, Demon Lord! Why don't we sit down and have some tea?", Draco offered.

"Skip the chatter asshole, the only thing I want to have right now is your shitty little life!", I replied.

"Aw, don't be like that. The thing last night was just a warm greetings from me. Why don't we call it off and be friends?", He continued.

"Look bacraut(asshole), I'm not here to listen to you fake apologies. I'm here to cut off your limbs and heads for what you made me went through in my dream last night.", I said as I raise my middle finger.

"Bacraut?", Draco said in confusion.

"He just called you an asshole in Norse.", Leonard joined. "We both learned some new words from Assassin Creed Valhalla."

"Wow boss, are you trilingual?", William asked.

"No, I am only fluent in English and Mandarin. I just manage to learn some new languages by watching their videos, movies, and reading comics/books.", I replied.

"Hear that Draco? Our boss have the ability to learn quickly. This is something that someone with a daddy issue like you could never have.", William commented.

"....", Draco stay silenced.

He snapped his finger and call forth all his followers. They all look like delinquent child who have parental issues.

"I have more people than you. You guys are dead for sure.", He threatened.

"Hmph. You sure about that?", I said as I raise my hands. "Fuck them up!"

My clan members charge into the mansion like mad bulls and cover up the entire lobby.

"This isn't everyone I have.", I smiled. "The rest are outside this mansion, waiting to kill you if you ever want to escape. In other words, this day next year will be your death memorial celebration."

As he tell his followers to attack, Draco ran into the library.

Everyone from my side also charges forward to counter attack as well.

*Crack my knuckle*

Let's go old man! I've been holding on to this anger for the whole entire day now. It's time to let it out on this piece of shit!

I've follow him into the library, which has no light turn on so its really dark and hard to see.

"Bro, do you seriously think that I can't beat you without using my eyes?", I asked.

"How could you understand me!? I grew up in a family with a shitty dad.", He yelled.

I could hear his voice coming from the right.

"Been there sweetheart! But my dad past away when I was a kid. Psychology still count this as daddy issue for some reason.", I replied.

"Die!", Draco yelled as he slash down his sword.

90 degree to the right side! *Block and counter slash with Twilight*

"You know Draco, why struggle when you can just give up? I promise to only cut off your arms and give you a quick death if you surrender now.", I smile.

Smell of blood from behind with footsteps. Breathing at 45 degree. *Slash down*

"You should be bleeding liters of blood by now. It's best that you sit down and rest before you ran out of blood and die a boring death.", I continued.

Panting from the front. 30 degree to the left. *Block with Twilight and cut off his left arm*

"Playtime over.", I said as I grab his collar and drag him outside. "Everyone listen up! Your leader has been defeated by me. If you wish to follow me then you will live, otherwise you'll end up just like what I'm about to do to him."

"Now where was I?", I said. "Oh that's right." *Slash off right arm and leg*

"Please...please don't kill me. I'm sorry", Draco begged.

"You should've known the consequences when you decide to attack me.", I replied as I cut off his other leg.

*Draco scream in pain*

"Farewell. Bacraut(asshole)!", I ended as I cut off his head.

I pick up the asshole head and threw it down to the ground so that his followers could see.

They all shake in fear and went on their knees along with everyone else.

"All hail the Demon Lord! We pledge our loyalty to his majesty!", They yelled in unity.

Three down, six more to go and one day left until the raid....

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