Risky Masquerade

27

"You're lying.", Seokjin shook his head.
"You're trapping me in my conscience by saying all these things."

"That's not the only evidence I could provide.", the Devil called out. "You have a valve leakage, and that doctor always advises you to get a surgery. Do you know why that happened, at such a young age? A fragment of your heart is waiting for mine to be fused with it."

"It can also be based on the fact that I did not have a good life. I never felt a
that I belonged - at school I was bullied, I lived in a kind of household, God forbid anyone finds themself in - I had been a loner all my life before I joined the Police. That too, my job isn't an easy one, but it pays the bills, even if it takes my life.", Seokjin blurted out.

The Devil looked into Seokjin's eyes.
Those beautiful brown eyes which hid what the man actually felt, that carefree demeanour he wore with a cheerful smile.

"You said that the Spawn is immortal.
Then why did my parents and ancestors die?", the detective's voice faltered.

"The Spawn becomes immortal when their heart fuses with mine.", He said. "Forgive me, but one of your ancestors betrayed me long back, and that ancestor was the very person who built this palace."

"The king?", Seokjin asked, dumbfounded as the Devil nodded.

"Join me, Seokjin. All that I have been doing since the past few months, was for you. You are worthy of being the Spawn."

Seokjin shook his head.
"Never. I'd rather die than give in to an evil force like you, a murderer.", he spat out.

"You call me a murderer, very well. At least I am openly known as the sinner, the wrong person who chose the wrong side. But think about this, what about you humans? You think that you are generous, benevolent; then why do you discriminate between races, why do you condemn those who love the people belonging to their own sex, why do you force your children to do the things they don't want to, why do you kill those who choose to have a different line of thought than your opinion? I am known as the inhuman one, but you guys are up to no good either, yet you call yourselves 'human'."

The Devil stopped, his eyes glowing under the moonlight. Seokjin gulped, staring at the entity who stood before him, so powerful, so hated, but still so passionate.

"If you expected me to join you through your excellent oratory skills. Then you're unbelievably wrong.", Seokjin said as sirens began blaring and footsteps could be heard.

The Devil smiled.
"I see what you did there."

With that, he disapparated,
as if he had never visited Do-bong in the first place.