Twin to the Hero, Daughter to the Demon King (7)

Two years had passed as Miyu yawned and leaned back on the window ceil, her father was in another war council. At this point, the war was at an aggressive turn but remained at a stalemate. When the father walked out he patted her head and smiled rather sadly.

The Hero was way stronger now and had groomed so strong that he threatens the Demon King. In history, the demon King has always died to the hero no matter what. In his youth, he had often raged at how unfair it was that he was fated to die by a child's hand.

"Once I go, everything will be left to you." He said

"Are you going to finish the Hero off?" Miyu asked.

"Yes, it seems he had completely forgotten about you." He smiled, after some time the hero had completely forgotten about his sister's existence. Perhaps the humans convinced him that she was an illusion. "I am going to take the Hero down with everything I have now that he has become stronger and more of a threat." He took both of her hands in his own. "My death will pave the way, boost the demon's morals and make the humans think that they won. To them, you are not a threat."

He looked at his adoptive daughter who he grew proud of, he had long realized that she was the true Hero and her twin was just mistaken as it. Her power far greatly exceeds his own. He remembered after his discovery of this little fact he went and read the prophecy of the hero repeatedly, analyzed and finally concluded.

In a sense dying by her brother's hand for her future, was a loophole he would technically be dying because of the Hero. If the Hero is his Heir and becomes the new leader of the demons, the wars and the battle could end for good.

Since she is the strongest and can choose, meaning she can choose the demons who loved rather than the humans who abandoned her. And there were no more Hero prophecies after her, which could only mean that no matter what the Hero choose these years of bloodshed would end, in the demon's victory.

He can see it now, the prosperity and peace that will come when she rules.

His hand still holding her he led her to the dining room, full of generals and close aids they had one all big dinner together. Nosy and great, they talked like one big family. Butting heads, laughing, and raising their cups in the air.

The soldiers that were going to battle where outside eating and drinking to their heart's content.

Miyu felt odd, she understood the sentiment, she understood meaning. As she kept things about them dying and reincarnating, she felt some pain, she was still trying to comfort herself with the idea that they would be reincarnating.

They would new lives as new people, have different fates and whatnot.

Right now, Miyu did not like what she was feeling.

The sound of celebration was everywhere, the demons partied hard. By, the morning they said their goodbyes. Miyu watched as her adoptive father waved her on the last goodbye before he set off with a large army of demons, he only took half his generals with him and left the other half to help Miyu rule over the demons.

Deliliah was next to her, with red eyes, he glanced at Miyu and patted her shoulder before leading her away. She brought her to her room, all this time Miyu said nothing, Miyu had walked to her bed. Deliliah closed the doors to leave Miyu in her room.

She looked at the sad expression on the demon servants and said lightly "People deal with grief differently" she smiled. "Let's leave her alone for a while."

Another year had passed, when news arrived, of the Demon King and Hero perishing in battle. He body was brought back and a funeral had been held.

Miyu stared down at the old demon King, his face was peaceful and seemed to. A funeral ceremony for noble and powerful demons is held like this, their body is placed on a pedestal and turned into an orb. The reason this, was for the power within a deceased demon to be handed down to their heirs.

Once she saw it, she glanced at Deliliah.

As the Light Orb with Golden leaves was handed to her. It settled in her hand, it was warm and began to lightly glow. Signifying that she was recognized as his heir and would be coronated as custom.

A few rights were said and the orb glowed more and started to completely disappear into her. The remaining Demon Generals and the few who survived where present. Congratulated her, Miyu stood blank-faced.

Miyu ended up staying in this world for over 1200 years, before dying of old age. When she woke up she was back in the personal space. Her eyes settled and she felt somewhat older, she took out her phone and called Rachel.

"How was it?" Rachel asked the moment she answered.

"I learned a lot," she said lightly.

"It was har wasn't it."

"….." Miyu said nothing. "I think I understand grief now."

"is that so…. Well, relax a bit, you did well" Rachel said and she hung up rather quickly.

"She must be busy with something" Miyu whispered.