𝓗𝓾𝓻𝓽𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵 🔥𝓒𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓫𝓪𝓷🔥

🔥 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 18🔥 (GORE)

Disclaimer : This chapter contains gore and mentions of rape, if you are sensitive or uncomfortable, skip this part.

Caliban start to tell a story, " I opened my eyes, and I realized that I could see, my limbs were sore, but, when I tried to move my left arm, I realized that I was in full control over my movements, not only could I could run and jump, but my body was created to be instoppable, my strength was supernatural, my body immortal, and I could survive without sleeping"

His voice was calm, deep, and Lamia lies down on his lap, closes her eyes, like a child who's hearing a fairytale.

"I was unstoppable, and this feeling was overwhelming me, but I knew I had to hold it back, terrible consequences happen to those who cannot control their impulses"

All of a sudden, Lamia realises that he's not telling a random fact, that's the story of his origins, when he was created, she can barely breath, what the demon is telling her, is very special and intimate, and she keeps silent, enjoying every second of it.

"I run for the entire pit back and forth, for three consecutive days, I was starting to get tired, I needed to slow down, I was not meant to unnecessarily waste my energy, my fate was better than that."

The girl wants to smirk, but she control herself, she was thinking about Caliban without his shirt on, his sculpted abs, his perfect face, ("I guess your creator took his time while he was making you") she bites her lips, it's not the right moment to express her thought, but she keeps smirking inside her.

"The first months were perfect, I, Caliban, Prince of Hell, were created with the clay that shapes the pit of Hell, I was meant for something great, even if, back then, becoming king was still an unachievable dream. I wandered among the damned souls, where the darkest encounters happen, and what happened was so shady that I don't have the courage to tell you about it, my lady."

"What? Tell me" she says.

Caliban smiles, "Well... Mostly, they were human sacrifices, the worst kinds of mortals who ever lived on earth, murderers, torturers, and there were feasts of human flesh, and female demons for us, every single night.."

Lamia snorts, she gives him a very dirty look.

"... but, obviously, that was many centuries ago, I don't remember everything " he says, quickly.

The girl rolls her eyes" Well, I bet it must have been funny"

"The first year, sure, but, my dear, they were starting to get boring and repetitive. After some years of fun, I felt that I had an important mission to accomplish, and I was wasting my talent. One night, a female demon, the most aggressive one, talked me about something... "

"Caliban." Lamia interrupts him annoyed, rolling her eyes, she pushed away his hand, who was playing with her hair, she looks at him, "Why do you tell me these things?"

"Just a moment, my lady, I'll get to the point"

The girl sighs, and she lies down on his lap

Caliban keeps talking "She told me about the sacrificial maidens"

"What?"

"Every fifty years, innocent virgins, boys and girls were dragged to Hell, whose relatives made deals with Lucifer, you know, success, unlimited power, eternal youth, and they gave him their son or daughter in exchange for the gift received."

Lamia shivers, she will talk to Lillith, in order to change that terrifying law.

"Girls and boys were released in the black forest, in the sixth circle of Hell, they had an advantage, they had some minutes to run away, later, our hide and seek began. Me and the other demons ran through the forest, looking for mortals... Is everything okay?"