Quick author's note:
Be warned that a lot of things will become more descriptive from now on. But I guess if having a boner described to you in a ton of different words is your cup of tea then fuck it, go off sis, whatever floats your boat. I mean honestly I'd relate to you if that was the case.
Oh and this is the longest chapter so far so that's great
Okay, I'll shut my gay trap and let you read now. Enjoy the chapter!
Or don't-
Or do-
Or don't?
What are you talking about?! You aren't me!-"
The succubus let out it's painfully loud cackle once more, seeming to genuinely find Lumine hilarious at the moment. It's cackling persisted for what felt like an eternity before it wiped away the tears that were forming from it's eyes.
"Oh you poor, poor thing. Did you think I just decided to possess you one day? That's hilarious! Plus, there are many other men way hotter than you that I'd love to possess instead."
Ouch. Getting self burned by a demon that claims to be you. That's gotta be a new level of sting that has never been achieved before. Like pouring salt into a huge knife wound. To the minister, that insult really hurt his ego.
"Besides, you weren't born naturally, so I kinda came with you when you were summoned." it casually commented, making the cleric's eyes widened.
"What...did you just say?"
"Oh whoops, I clearly said too much. Well, it was nice talking to you face to face again. Such a shame it'll be the last time though."
The succubus vanished into thin air as the mirror began shaking. Then, the mirror burst into thousands of different glass shards. The poor minister couldn't get away in time. Sharp, searing pain shot through his entire body as he let out an agonizing scream. Glass shards were now implanted into his flesh, causing him to almost become woozy from how much it hurt. A few of the glass shaders struck his achilles heels, causing him to fall to the ground. He was now forced to crawl as blood began leaking out of him. The now bleeding Lumine dragged himself out of the room. A trail of his dark, pooling began to form behind him as he desperately crawled toward his front door, remembering his phone was dead. The pain was utter agony as he dragged himself further and further. It felt like the closer he got to the door, the more woozy he became. As he finally got to the door, someone began knocking. Before he could let out a cry for help, he felt as his body was being lifted off of the ground. He could hear the succubus' voice echo in his ears.
"It's been nice living with you. See you in another lifetime, Lumine."
The minister could only watch as a kitchen knife appeared before him the end of the blade digging into the flesh of his neck.
Then, he felt as it was buried deep into his throat, slowly being dragged to the opposite end. Blood was practically gushing from his esophagus at this point, the bloody knife now resting on the floor. The succubus dropped him to the ground, leaving him to bleed out as his vision became blurrier.
The front door swung open, followed by a bloodcurdling scream of terror. The minister couldn't make out their face before the life left his body. The last thought that was in his mind was, "No one will know how I died...no one..."
His lifeless body slumped to the floor, resting in a pool of his dark red blood as the screams of the person in the doorway echoed throughout the night.
Alas, his final thought wouldn't exactly be the case.
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"Are you sure he's even still there? It's been years since you two last talked you know. What if you two don't recognize each other?"
"I'm sure it'll be fine. Besides, I haven't really changed in the looks department."
"You say that, but we both know you have definitely gotten uglier."
"Oh shut up, asshole. I haven't-"
"You definitely have."
The person over the phone let out a prolonged laugh, seeming to enjoy hearing her friends become embarrassed.
"Just don't try to kiss him this time and give him a hickey this time."
"I DIDN'T MAKE OUT WITH HIM!-"
"We both know you are so full of shit Armon. Didn't someone take pictures of you and that creepy church kid swapping spit in a classroom?" the person casually remarked.
"We just...talked, that's all."
"Well at least I didn't get an hour long lecture about why you shouldn't have gay sex in the church, then get expelled."
"ALL HE DID WAS SUCK MY-"
"Okay okay calm down you big baby, I'll stop. So why do you wanna see him again? Didn't you two get into like a huge fight that ended your friendship with him?"
"I told you already, we made up afterward and he gave me his number...." he somberly stated, trying to hide the fact it was a blatant lie.
"Still doesn't explain why you wanna visit him all of a sudden."
"I miss him okay. You'd wanna visit someone you miss-"
"D'aww, sound like little ol' Armon still loves his catholic school boy toy!"
"....I'm hanging up the phone now."
"Well I wouldn't want to get in the way of you two lovebirds having-"
"Okayyeahthankyoubyeeee."
The phone played it's five second hang up tone before leaving the car silent, the only noise coming from the crunching gravel that was under the moving car tires.
