ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ | ʙᴀɴ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ᴛᴡᴏ

Author's notes: Heyyy guys! I was able to finish up this chapter and I may be able to upload another before the end of the weekend but let's see. If not, I will definitely upload it on Wednesday when I have settled in my new place :)

For now, please enjoy this new chapter! ❤

"ɪ'ᴍ ꜰᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ꜰʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ." 

ᴀᴠᴀ ᴍᴀx

"Your host?" I say slowly in horror, my bones rattling within me. "You can't be serious."

My reign is coming to an end.

My father was afraid of who I would become the moment the ancient scythe would be placed in my hands.

My daughter, the ancient scythe has chosen you to be the next Demon ruler.

And there was nothing he could do about it.

The moment you become the Queen you will die.

But he twisted the words of the prophecy to make it seem that immediate death would await me with any choice I made.

You cannot die. I will not let that happen.

Not because he cared. No. But because I am the perfect vessel for him.

I will do whatever pleases me whenever I want, how ever I want. 

Because he is the Demon King, and no one can stop him. Except me.

Your mother was always so weak, so did you really think that her magic would protect you?

Yes, because her wish for her sons and daughter to live happy lives was stronger than her husband's.

You fight for the wrong side, my daughter.

No, I do not. I fight for the future where my older brother and the love of his life are safe, a future where the Seven Deadly Sins can put down their weapons and live normal lives, a future where war and curses no longer exist. And a future where Ban will never have to worry about me, but instead freely love me. Just as I love him.

If I fight for the wrong side, then let the misguided lead the way to the right future. A future where we can all be free.

"Do not fear, child," my father murmurs, bringing me out of my thoughts. "With you as my host, I will not hurt the ones you care for. Unless they get in my way."

"All of them will do this," I bark back. "All of them intend to destroy you to stop you from ruining our world."

"Then that is too bad," my father growls and his voice sends tremors everywhere. "I will not allow anyone to get in my way, not even you."

Kilia, I scream in my head. Please wake up! My father, he—

"The ancient scythe cannot save you now, my daughter," the Demon King breathes as he raises a hand in the air, black magic bursting from the tips of his fingers. "No one can."

"Please," I beg pathetically, my hands beginning to burn in my bondages. "Please don't do this."

But my father says nothing as his dark magic shoots towards me and wraps all around my body, tilting me backwards so that I have to face the empty landscape behind me.

Kilia, I beg you. 

(Y/n)? Oh damn—

The ancient scythe is completely dispelled from my mind and my hearts scream in panic.