Misunderstanding [1]

I knew that mana breathing that belongs to the Boros family was connected to a demon god but I didn't expect that demon god would appear in front of me.

"Are you going to kill me?"

I asked slowly, my words seemed to be fumbling but I held in deep fear that was crawling within me as I said those words.

"If I wanted to kill you, I would have done the moment I appeared here, you traitor child."

Right, killing someone like me is killing an ant for a demon god.

Before I wasn't sure but now I am The existence in front of me is...A Demon God.

"There is another why I won't kill you."

"...What do you mean?"

"I can see it...You have a rather interesting Fate traitor child."

A black fog said he took a couple of steps and was standing in front of me...staring into my eyes.

I took a big gulp of dey saliva as the for the mention about 'Fate'.

What kind of fate do I have? Should I ask? Even if I ask if should I get any answers?

I don't think I can get any.

"Kuku...Ku...hahah...You also bore the same karma as me. How strange but interesting at the same time."

A creepy laugh comes from the black fog, the situation is getting out of control as seconds pass by.

I think I was going to pass out any moment, the pressure that was coming from the black fog was immense and someone like me couldn't handle that kind of pressure.

" You can't pass out, Traitor child. I'm not done yet."

Black fog mumbled seeing my pale face of mine which was drained from the pressure that was coming from the black fog.

"...!"

The intimidating feeling that was weighing down my whole body disappeared and a softness began to surround me.

"I will give you something...I'm sure it will be helpful when you a traitor child find yourself in danger."

The moment the black fog mumbled something, three black strokes were drawn on my right wrist.

The fog left its last words to me as I just looked at him in bewilderment.

"Don't lose yourself in pride you young traitor, After all, I can see your fate and it's filled with unfortunate."

That was the end of those words.

The black fog left a token on my wrist and disappeared.

"What is this?"

I looked at my right wrist with a puzzled look on my face.

There was a symbol, The symbol on my wrist was unlike anything I had ever seen before. It consisted of three black strokes arranged in a pattern that seemed to pulse with a strange energy.

As I stared at it, trying to make sense of its significance, a sense of unease washed over me. Whatever this symbol represented, it was clear that it held some sort of power, and I couldn't shake the feeling that it was somehow connected to my fate.

However, there were similarities between the 'symbol' and the tattoo around my neck.

It's like Mark, I have to cover this with my [Dark] traits or else I will be in a great deal of trouble if someone saw this.

I was sighing as I was looking at the symbol that was left by the demon god

-Rustel!

At that moment distant footsteps sound appear.

I quickly turned my head back to see who was it only to find it was Rene.

My face became pale as she was gazing at me without any hint of emotions.

I wasn't panicking for nothing, there was a reason for my panicking.

What if she heard the 'traitor blood'?

Then I would be doomed for sure.

That demon god was right my fate is an unfortunate one...

I hope she didn't hear anything.

"My Lady...What brings you here?"

Despite my panic, I said those words without any trouble.

"...!"

My words seemed to snap at Rene as she blinked her eyes, she then looked at me with a startled expression on her face.

She then slowly raised her hand and pointed her index finger at me and then

"Priest...?"

said those words.

'The fuck?'

I cursed inwardly at this misunderstanding.

I blinked in confusion at Rene's unexpected question. "Priest?" I repeated, trying to make sense of her words.

Rene's expression softened slightly as she took a step closer to me. "You...are you a priest?"

Now how can I explain this to her? The situation turned into a big misunderstanding.

I glanced down at the symbol on my wrist, feeling a surge of panic as I tried to come up with an explanation for Rene's question. How could I possibly explain the strange mark left by the demon god without revealing the truth?

"Um...no, I'm not a priest," I replied hesitantly, trying to keep my voice steady despite the rising panic within me. "I...uh...I was just...um..."

I trailed off, my mind racing as I searched for a plausible excuse. But before I could come up with anything, Rene's eyes widened in realization, and she took a step back, her expression turning wary.

"You...you're not a priest?" she repeated, her voice tinged with disbelief.

I shook my head quickly, trying to reassure her. "No, I'm not. I'm just...um...a regular demon."

Rene's gaze lingered on the symbol on my wrist, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as she studied it. But to my relief, she didn't seem to recognize its significance, and after a moment, she nodded slowly, as if coming to a decision.