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Path of a Pilgrim (Legacies-TV) EN

Synopsis: A Demon, a barely living being, created for death and destruction, feeding his power with the darkest emotions of the heart, who during a daily massacre, saw a simple and mysterious flower that breathed into him his first breath of life. For the first time his heart beat, first time felt emotions, watch how this demon, will change his path filled with carcass, ruined lands, for a path of redemption. More than just Legacies fanfiction, More than just a character added to the story, the path to absolution is not found on the rose, but on its thorns.

_Just_a_guy_ · TV
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25 Chs

Pilgrim heart

The gargoyle looked scary, he was easily 2 meters tall with muscles literally in stone, he even had the legendary 6 pack abs ,and its open wings were huge.

She flew in the direction of Hope and gave her a blow which sent her on the wall.

" TOOOM!!"

Hope was in pain, a little blood flowing from his lips, she try too get up, but she was a little stunned, The gargoyle moved towards Hope, only to finish her off when with a howl Dr. Saltzman blocked his road, to the detriment of Josie who was Screaming "DADDY!!" shocked and scared by what he just did. But surprisingly the gargoyle stop his walk just in front of the of the human he could have torn between his claws.

And for a moment the gargoyle and Dr. Saltzman stared at each other. The statue came to its senses and gave Dr. Saltzman a light push to push him away. The statue was about to move towards Hope, when he has stopped with a hand on her shoulder, Aiónia intervened.

The gargoyle spun around at the speed of lightning, and began to lacerate Aiónia's chest, the blood flowing on the floor a stream, the gargoyle's claws were no longer gray but red, Josie panicked and accelerate the spell that she was going to throw at the gargoyle, but she was stopped by the hand sign of the boy, is strangely in any case she would have absolutely taken into consideration her gesture, nobody would think that it is a request not to help her, but for an unknown reason she stopped her spell, all she do is Scream "Aiónia!!" the wet eyes that preceded the tears.

The statue continued to slash him without any reaction from the boy, Josie now crying thought the passed out, dying if not already yet.

But the boy being alive and the proof was his hand which calmly moved towards the face of the gargoyle, and put his hand on the cheek of the statue, and calmly raised the head of the gargoyle who looked at the chest of the chair which he was slashing to face him

The monster saw a smiling look, full of warmth and sincerity, eyes filled with infinite love, the statue looked at him and gradually without even realizing, stop slashing him. the monster was immersing in the boy's eyes, this monster created by an ancient clan of a witch, to obey, protect, hurt, kill, and bring death to all other living beings, never felt that, it was more than pity, more than kindness, more than friendship, it was love in the boy's eyes. the boy he mortally hurt, , the boy who had never met him before but had a free and endless love for him. Josie looked at All this in complete shock, she was in a confuse in front of one the strangest scene she never see, and especially impossible and improbable, what person can love so sincerely another who is not related, especially a monster, especially again when this monster is killing him.

the gargoyle was now calm, motionless, harmless, Aiónia had more and more blood flowing from his wounds, but it was like he didn't even realize it, didn't even feel the pain. He still had the same expression and still had his hand on the stone cheek of the statue, it looked like a loving mother trying to comfort her angry boy.

Alaric who had gotten up and Josie witness this scene were strangely absorbed, until the statue was violently thrown several meters away, Hope was standing and had one hand directed at the monster and another preparing a spell, a few centimeters from the right hand of the tribid was a kind of spear made of rotating air.

"NOOO, HOPE!!!!!" Aiónia tried to stop her, but it was too late, the spear went off and slammed into the chest of the Monster who had just got up.

"FIOOUHH" the spear pierced the monster and continued on its way, until it met the wall and left a mark on the wooden planks.

The monster lowered its head slowly, looked at the hole in its chest and then looked at Aiónia with eyes that were crying but without any tears. he held out his hand to the boy one last time, before exploding into rubble.

"No..." whispered Aiónia falling to her knees.

AN ; I'm happy with this chapter, you have a glimpse of the mentality of Aiónia, he is ready to do anything to help others and is very good at doing it, he does not stop at the good people, he sincerely tries to come to the rescue even the worst vile and totally irrecoverable beings, and he is ready to put his life on the line to help the greatest psychopaths the world can create, his relentlessness pays off the most of time, what Aiónia does goes beyond stupidity, it's just madness, maybe that's why it's so effective...

Tell me if sentence or word are bad translated.

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