From Online to Reality [Voxto]

Chapter 4

The demon couldn't sleep tonight; his eyes kept staring at the ceiling.

Despite he had drunk few glasses of wine already, he was still completely awake.

Vox knew this feeling all too well.

He remembered the first time he had such feeling, butterflies were all over his stomach; he had so much hope and fantasy.

After experiencing several funerals, however, this feeling slowly degraded and sent to the grave.

Vox would be forever young; his past lovers didn't.

Watching them growing old and even not able to remember him in the last days were difficult to take in.

Vox sworn to himself he would not love anymore.

That was the reason that brought Vox into video games; and becoming a gamer.

You never have to be serious in games, you could just do whatever you want and tell jokes and whatever.

Once offline everything would be erased. And Vox liked that.

But now, it has all begun again.

Vox knew it, it only took him a full day to spend with Shoto to make him realize this.

The fact that he was in love with Shoto.

The broken heart that was supposed to be closed permanently was now re-opened by a demon slayer.

Vox let out a disbelief chuckle.

Not only that he fell for someone again, but this person also happened to be a demon slayer.

Someone who has the ability to kill him, but didn't.

If Vox loss all normal senses and would only feast for blood, maybe he would have died in Shoto's hands long ago.

The boy kept him alive because Vox was an extraordinary demon; he was a demon, yet he was also very human.

Perhaps too human... Demon was not supposed to be attached to humans, especially demon slayers.

Not to mention that this Voice Demon has fallen for a demon slayer.

"... Damn it." Vox sighed and gave up; he won't be able to sleep tonight for sure.

He couldn't think of anything else but Shoto.

So the demon got up and turned on his computer, he wanted to search for a flight ticket back to UK.

But then his fingers stopped typing, some part of him didn't want to just leave.

He didn't want to run away from his problems.

He didn't want to leave Shoto.

Yet, what can he do about it?

Confessing wasn't hard for Vox; he was old enough to get through all the shyness and embarrassment or whatsoever.

It was the responsibility and consequences that concerned the demon the most.

He wanted Shoto to be happy, to be bliss.

And he was the least person that could ever be able to do that.

A demon could not guarantee anything.

Vox could not make any promises.

He was a demon.

Forever was only a word to a long-living demon.

Shoto deserves someone who could be there for him, to stay with him.

To have a family with him.

To grow old with him.

Vox looked out the window, it was raining outside.

Vox liked the rain; it eased his messy emotions a little.

But reality is still reality.

And some things just won't change.

Including his identity.

Including his feelings to Shoto.