Yanking my hand from my brother's grasp, I slowly began to walk back into the room, my hands shaking and my eyes quivering. But this foreign sense of warmth that emitted from my mother was enough to get me to come back to her. I wanted more. It had been so long since I felt this warmth from her. I wanted more.
"That's right, sweetie. If you do this for me, I'll shower you with as much long as I can give you," She sweetly muttered, her stinking breath slowly enveloping me as I walked into her embrace. She kindly welcomed me with a hug, and as my smile quivered, I noticed my brother and sister staring at me from afar.
"Alright, now." The creep suddenly said, and all of a sudden, my mother locked my hands above my head, and the creep pulled my legs towards him. I flailed and kicked him, my mother betraying me once again and manipulating my feelings to her advantage.
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER!" My sister shouted, shouted shooting the hand of my mother, which gripped my wrists together. My brother simultaneously drew his blades and slashed the man's neck, causing it to pour blood endlessly from his now sliced-up carotid arteries.
I quickly took my brother's hand and escaped, the angry screams of my mother echoing through my ears as we left the brothel and disappeared into the growing crowd of the night.
…
"You don't have to keep doing this," I drowsily muttered. I was met face to face with the demon god, who once again had me in her lap, slowly stroking my hair. She was warm and peaceful to be next to, but seeing how she made me relive those past memories of mine… I wondered if she wanted something else from me.
"I just want to get to know you better," She smiled, her hand running deeper and deeper through my hair. Soon, I found myself utterly melting into her grasp as she kept me locked in her lap, the pleasure of her nails running against my scalp becoming utterly irresistible.
She didn't seem like she was lying. Her heartbeat, which resonated throughout three hearts in her body, didn't change in the slightest. There wasn't even a slight uptick or slight downtick when it came to her heartbeat. It was completely still as if she was sleeping.
"I see you're max level, but you haven't evolved yet. Are you having trouble obtaining the materials you need?"
"Yeah, I guess. I'm just waiting for the duchess to find the necessary materials… although I don't see why she should do it. She accepted the commission, and I said the magical duchess would pay her, but I doubt she believed me… *sigh*... such a fucking pain."
"What about your friend?"
"He's evolving right now. Plus, he's not the one who found the location of those items. It was the vampire duchess. He agreed to help me obtain them, but first, we need the location before anything else… wait, can you help us out?"
"Possibly…" She chuckled, the cut horns of hers now shimmering with a light gray glow. "Hm? Worried about my horns, are you? Maybe you should focus on yourself before a demon eats you up."
"It's just… I feel kind of bad," I muttered, turning to the side so I could bury my face in her toned stomach. She smelled nice, like a mix between vanilla and tobacco. It wasn't really overpowering, so the smell was addictive and something that smelled like I could dig my nose into forever.
But, of course, I didn't proceed any further to achieve more of that smell. I wasn't about to look weird in front of this woman who was most likely reading my thoughts… shit. Well, I guess I'm a weirdo now.
I heard the demon god chuckle ever so lightly before her hand began to pet the side of my head. It was soothing and calming… like the relaxing touch of my big sister. I felt safe with her but knew that one day this could all change.
"Mind if I take a deeper look into your memories? The story was just getting good."
"No… give me some time to recover," I groaned as I sat up from her lap, only to get my stomach pulled backward, yanking the rest of my body into the woman's lap. By sitting in her lap, I realized just how big she was as I was pretty tall for a woman, about 5'10, but this woman was somehow bigger.
She had to be at least six feet with slender arms and legs that made her look a bit uncanny. Although, I guess that was fitting for a demon who took a humanoid form but wasn't truly a human in body or mind.
Her hand gripped the top of my head, her fingernails slowly digging into my scalp, but before she could activate any skill, I swiped away her arm. Quickly, she retracted her attention and lightly smiled as I glared into her poker face.
"My bad, my bad… right, consent."
As I slowly got up from the bed, I noticed just how dark outside was. So, I quickly checked the clock and realized it was still in the middle of the night, meaning nothing was open. But since I didn't want to return to bed, especially if the demon god was there, I walked to another room to check up on Orion.
Upon opening the door, I was greeted by a gust of wind that blew past me, ruffling my hair and jangling the large chandeliers hanging from the hallway's ceiling. Orion was lying flat on his back, the top of his head pressed up against the backboard of his massive king-sized bed. But that wasn't the only thing there.
"Hey, what are you doing here? He needs perfect concentration and utter silence to evolve," I whispered into the room, seeing the son of the vampire duchess just creepily standing over my friend. His eyes glowed a dark red, and his fangs which protruded from his mouth, dripped with a disgusting amount of acid. It tore through his bed sheets and nearly burned the defenseless Orion.
"I was just watching," The vampire replied, wiping the juices from his mouth and walking towards me. "It's been a while since I've seen the evolution of a demon. People rarely get to this stage as it is reserved for the highest class of nobles or royals… but even then, they will have trouble reaching it."
"Okay, but there is no need to thirst over him. Get out of here," I glared at the vampire, who raised his hands like he was surrendering. His stupid expression only made me more mad because it made him seem like he did nothing wrong and I was the bad guy here.
"Chill out… I wasn't going to drink from him… at least not yet."
"You bastard-"
Suddenly, as the man stepped into the hallway, he exploded into a cauldron of bats that dispersed throughout the dark night. All of them seemed to be one in the same except for one particular bat, which felt way more deadly than the other.
I attempted to grab it, stretching out my arm into the various flying rodents. But, just as I felt my fingers grasp the skin of one of its wings, it took off into the hallway, flying at a speed that I didn't have the effort to catch up to.
"Tch… bat bastard," I clicked my tongue before stepping into the room and approaching Orion's bed side table. On it were instructions for something, and upon closer inspection, I felt my eyes widen. "Thank you."
I hugged his cold body, which twitched every minute or so before returning to my own room. I couldn't stop smiling as I entered my bedroom and looked for the demon god, only to see she had disappeared. For some reason, I felt a bit disappointed.
"Oh? Were you hoping to see me again?" A voice echoed from behind me.
"N-No," I stuttered, placing the sheet of paper on my desk and curling into my blankets, facing away from the woman who sat on the edge of my mattress. Her slight amount of weight pressed the mattress down enough for me to roll a tad bit upwards, forcing me to stare the woman in her eyes.
"Did you want to say something to me?" She asked, her face approaching mine. I was frozen place, entranced by those glowing eyes of hers. "You're so cute… you almost remind me of my daughter."
"Is your daughter aware that you've been kidnapped and had your horns chopped off?" I asked a bit jokingly in order to get back at her or all the teasing she's done to me. But all of a sudden, her face went a bit serious, a hint of sorrow spreading through her expression like a ripple on a still pond.
"She's dead."
