Awakening

"Aa.. uu… aa."

A girl was lying in the center of an enormous chamber with hundreds of doors circling around the edges.

The girl's hands were severed, but blood wasn't coming out as she had already lost most of her blood because of her wounds on the chest. She was stabbed a couple of times, and the wounds were deep— she was bleeding from the head. Her white clothes and black hair were dyed red with blood.

Her azure eyes were losing their light. She couldn't even speak, all she could do was cry for help, but she was alone.

"Aa.. uu." words weren't coming out of her mouth as she had no energy left, and all she could do was whimper.

Her breaths were getting shorter and shorter. Every little sound she made collided with the doors, one after another, causing it to echo.

It was said that a dying person sees their entire life flash before their eyes, but she had no memories of her own. All this girl could see was a door where her blood was getting sucked.

She then heard an explosion as that door collapsed, and a loud, ear-piercing, high-pitched scream filled with pain and agony came out of the chamber, which echoed in the entire dungeon.

The last thing she saw was a sharp claw coming out from a coffin in that chamber, and then the light faded from her eyes as she stopped breathing.

Soon, loud crackling and shuttering noises could be heard coming out of that chamber. Some were grunting noises, and some were groaning noises; some were of shackles being hit with each other and making a 'clink' sound.

The lid of the coffin was sent flying as a man sat up in the coffin.

"I create nothing but destroy all. I give no life but take all. I am ready to die and kill all. Brace yourself for me because I..." He opened his eyes and stared into nothing.

"Was I muttering something?"

He was speaking a different language.

He then glanced around and jumped out of the coffin. He had a pale white handsome face, blood-red eyes, pointy ears, sharp fangs, and long white hair.

There was hard skin below his eyes on the cheekbone, like a cut, almost looked like a red scar.

He was naked, and his body was pale, almost as if it was shining. He looked at the shackles he was tied on and sighed. There were shackles all over his body; his neck, hands, legs, shoulders, chest, thighs, waist, and knees— his entire body was covered by shackles. It almost looked like weird armor.

"What are these things?" He shrugged his body, and all the shackles shattered. They fell with loud 'clunk' noise and revealed his heaven-defying physique.

As soon as those shackles fell, his lower body was covered by a cloth. "Hmm?"

There was a bracelet in his left hand, which was pale blue, and there were tiny pearls in it that glowed a little. He hovered his palm over it and muttered something in a low voice.

The man walked forward and left the chamber, then looked at the collapsed door and the blood all over it. His gaze followed the blood and stopped on the girl lying in the middle of the chamber.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, filling his lungs with the sweet scent of the blood. "This blood smells very tasty."

He opened his eyes and walked forward. "Who dared to waste this precious blood?"

The man stretched his hands up and bent his body up and down, then left and right. Loud bone-cracking sounds could be heard coming from his body.

He yawned as he glanced around and said, "What is this place?"

He looked happy as he glanced around. There were no signs of anger or any hostility. He looked at the girl and stared at her for about a minute.

"She is an angel."

He then crouched down and inspected the girl's body with his eyes. "But an angel can't die with these minor injuries. A half-angel, maybe?"

"Her hands are cut, and she is stabbed in the chest. Her head is bleeding too."

He looked at the door once again and wondered, "So I was sealed?"

"There were more than two hundred seals on me, but the strongest one was the door; once it was destroyed, my powers automatically destroyed the other seals."

He stood and noticed two hands lying at some distance away from him.

He circled the chamber with only one thought in his mind.

"Why was I sealed? And who am I?" His eyes widened as he gasped. "I see. My memories are also sealed."

He raised his hand, and a small purple-colored magic circle appeared before his fingers. He moved his hand closer to his head as the magic circles revolved around the tip of his fingers, and its color changed to red as the man groaned in pain.

He remembered everything. He felt all that grief and rage he experienced before he was betrayed and sealed.

All of his memories flashed before his eyes, and the magic circle disappeared.

"I shouldn't have unsealed those memories," he muttered in a disdainful tone.

He no longer looked happy. His gaze turned into a glare, and his face frowned.

'Now then, what should I do about this girl? Her body is dead, but her soul is still alive. If I don't do anything, it will break, and she will die.'

"Since you helped me breaking the seal, whether it was intentional or not, I shall save your life in return."

"But first, let me see what exactly happened to you."

He picked up the girl's body with one hand and licked the blood that was trailing down her cheek.

The man closed his eyes and stood there in silence. "How cruel." His face showed pure rage. He opened his eyes and said, "Alright, I will save you."

He raised his hand toward the collapsed door, and the blood started moving again. It floated in the air as it gathered around his arm and slowly took shape.

Suddenly, he was hit by water on his face. "Water…? No, it's her tears."

"Such sadness." He gathered her tears in his palm, and the tears burned away.

He then picked up the girl and her hands and carried them to the chamber he came from.

"Time to play doctor-doctor."

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