Caesar

CHAPTER TWO • LIGHTSTRUCK

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"I am Acer...I believe we have met...at least in your dreams."

The brown haired beauty stands right in front of her inches away from her yet she could feel his warmth. A blue Nieros leaf falls from its branch and his fingers catch it swiftly as his eyes run over it slowly observing its veins.

"Let it fall to the ground so her soul would reincarnate!"

His hands turn it rapidly tearing it apart. Its shredded pieces falls to the ground. His eyes look up at her waiting for her to speak or react instead she stands still observing him through her dark long lashes as the pieces finally fall to the ground dissipating into mere dust and blending in with the orange sand.
"You have ruined reincarnation for her...now her spirit shall roam the earth forever...and it shall be a curse haunting her!" She says impassively still observing him. It was almost unbelievable. That ice demon was him? His looks were contrasting to that of an ice demon with his sandy brown hair which fall straight down his back, his skin too olive and radiant to belong to an ice demon who is supposedly as pale and as white as snow. He notices the doubt written on her face and mistakes it for uncertainty. "Wait, this bitch doesn't remember me?"

"No no no! Pretty...don't tell me you fail to remember me...i would be disheartened if you don't...No actually, i won't but...let me refresh your memory!" He utters staring down at the petite beauty in front of him. The breeze slightly shakes her curly hair as she observes him scornfully through those eery eyes of hers. Her lips barely moves as silence prevails over them heightening the preexisting awkwardness.

"Does this bitch realise the kind of soup she is in? Why is she not giving a reaction?" thoughts run rapidly through his head like " what the fuck?"

The sight of the orange sun disappearing into the red waves of the lake of deception looks right out of a picture 'so beautiful' but the beauty of the sight only a beginner in comparison to the woman in front of him.

"Allow me to refresh your memory...!"
The impassive stare on her face almost drives him insane as he covers up the silence moving closer to her covering up the nonexistent inches that had once separated them.

"I once gave you a little present..." He looks down at her, his forehead brushes against hers. With his body bent to her level, he still towers over her. He puts his hands out, his palm facing the blue sky as a replica of the necklace he had given to her appears above his palm in thin ice floating over his palm.

"But you... my dear lady burnt it..." The necklace disappears into black smoke which is blown away by the breeze.
"... i must admit..." His breath silent as if he isn't breathing and words slower and low toned.

"I do love a woman with that fire in her eyes...and darling, you've got it!" He whispers into her ears.

Now she was flared up. Her eyes stare up with burning rage, her fingers tighten as she forces out her powers but it's like a ban is placed over her abilities leaving her weak, frail and powerless - a feeling she loathed and could never afford to feel. She struggles to move, show this demon Acer a piece of her mind but...

A whitish zigzag lightening hits her faster than the speed of light sending her down on her feet. She falls down as chilling fear rushes through her body and goosebumps cover round her skin. She snickers refusing to give in to the fear she felt deep in her bones.
"I must admit...I despise low lives and there's one standing right before me. Now Demon, if you have nothing valuable to say in person...you can just continue creeping into dreams like the low live demon you really are!"

Acer laughs out pacing round with his hands on his waist. "Low live? Demon? You have nerves for a mere priestess and you are quite stupid for one...you are helpless, weak and powerless and yet you dare to open those frail lips of yours...!" His laugh dies out, his face becomes dead serious, tone very dried and strict.

"Let's get to business!"

The air around her changes becoming cold and moist with the cool breeze clogging her nostrils making it harder for her to breathe. A tornado formed from snow carried by the wind circles round her and the only thing in sight is the windy white bluish snow. Her teeth grits and goosebumps becomes more visible on her skin. Soon the tornado stops dropping her on the ground. Her watery eyes view the ground which is white with snow covering it fully, it's like it had snowed for centuries without ever stopping. The wind blows her hair as she struggles to see through the storming snow. Her hands rub round her arms touching them aggressively in an attempt to create body heat. The snow falls down from the sky which is grey with anger as it blizzards down aggressively. Her mouth opens wide and cold smoke comes out of it. Her skin becomes paler with each passing second. The breeze blows her frail body and her eyes dilate wandering round her unfamiliar environment. Her eyes catch a glimpse of an ice cliff, it's edge is sharp and thin like a blade.

"I am on an ice mountain...freezing to my death!"

Her pupils continue its inspection as she spots a huge frozen ice tree with skeletal stretched out branches. Its stem is open and there's a white huge fury jacket in it. Her shaking feet moves closer to the edge and her eyes look down into the unending darkness and spots arrowhead ice with pointy sharp edges.

"I see you are having a tour all by yourself...that's rather sad, I would have been a wonderful guide!"

Acer advances forward. His hair is whitish sliver, skin pale but beautiful, his garments bluish white and snow falls heavier on the path he walks through.

"Ww..what are you?" She struggles to speak, the sound of her teeth hitting against each other more audible than the words she actually speaks.

Acer stands right in front of her. His sliver white hair falls down his shoulders. Her face growing paler as the snow continues falling from the sky.

"You thought you knew...why bother asking?" His impassive voice rings louder than the gushing wind.

A disturbing chill runs through her skin. She could sense it getting closer...

DEATH

Now that death was close, she didn't want to die.