Beyond His Evil

Chapter Fifty Nine

Third person POV

As Zethar landed punch after punch on Devon, the only words ringing in Kira's head was ... He can't die.

He was weak, he still couldn't access his powers, if Zethar wasn't stopped, he would kill Devon.

She struggled against the chains, willing her powers to help her break out of them but she couldn't.

Her eyes stung. She was useless.

"You're just like your mother", Zethar growled all of a sudden, and Kira's  eyes moved to them.

Devon who was trying to get back on his feet, blood at every inch of his body, paused.

Zethar scoffed, his face painted in disgust. "Weak, and stupid".

When Devon was younger, he had wanted to know what his parents were like. He had asked Zethar so many times about them, but he would always say they're gone. Until one day, Zethar looked him dead in the eyes, and told him the painful truth about demons, and their birth.

He told him he killed his mother, and his father didn't want him. That broke him in many ways.

And now he was bringing his mother up.

"What are you talking about ?", He asked, his voice coming out in gasps. Even talking hurt.

Zethar moved closer, pulling him up by his neck, and slamming his body on the wall. Devon groaned in pain.

"I gave her everything. Everything ! I loved her. I was willing to change, I was willing to do anything for her, but she didn't love me back. She wanted ... ", He paused, like his next words brought him pain," She wanted freedom. Wanted to leave me. She said, I was evil".

" Do you know what that's feels like Devon ?! ", He roared.

Devon was beyond confused. For once he could see pain in Zethar's dead eyes, he could see anger, and if he had tried harder at concealing it, he wouldn't have seen guilt.

"You are just like her. Pathetic ! She could have had the world, when I made Zalas rise. She would have lived for eternity, she would have been worshipped in the new era. But do you know what she did ?", He laughed, but it was the laughter of someone that was truly mad.

"I didn't know. She had a lover, a lover", he repeated. " She wanted to go back to him. That was her plan all along. To leave me, and go back to a hunter that couldn't give her half of what I could give her. The bastard had the nerve to infiltrate my borders, he came here to take her away from me. Oh ! I loved slicing his body while he laid on the table screaming, and begging for his pathetic life. And I loved making her watch ".

" And do you know what your mother did after that ? She attacked me, and shoved a stake in my chest. She missed my heart by barely an inch", he chuckled," That's when I realised that she was the most pathetic being on this planet. And I punished her, but sometimes I wish I did more. Maybe tortured her, but I couldn't. That woman cast some kind of spell on me. She was my weakness. I am Zethar, I wasn't created to have a weakness".

" Love makes you weak. I taught you that, but you didn't listen. You're just like her, pathetic. She deserved what happened to her".

" What punishment did you give her ?", Devon asked, he could feel his powers again, and his crimson eyes darkned.

Zethar laughed darkly. "Looking at you makes me remember the night you tore open, and killed her".

Devon tensed.

" You were her punishment".

The world stilled. Time stopped. Kira's jaw hit the ground. Devon was Zethar's son. His flesh and blood.