When I was pulled from my pleasant dream of superheroes and a utopian society. I was flourishing in the state of my death flash, the black and white film of my life replays before my eyes. The haze of my mother being killed in front of me; killed by my own father. Watching as her tender soft hands fall down, down into the under most levels of hell. While my drunken father continued to beat and break her, the heated pan of cast iron that sat so gracefully on the stove was soon missing. Within his rugged death filled hands. If I had moved, if I had breathed he surely would have extinguished me.
As I waited for my life to come to its inevitable end a voice brought me back, back to my childhood; my imaginary friend. "Wait, what was her name?" I said with my hoarse, bleeding voice. The other voice answered "It's Lilith, dear. You remember." Lilith said with a light guffaw. "That's right; Lilith," I said with a smile. "I haven't seen you in a while dear," Lilith said from the darkest space of my mind. "Do you wish to get revenge?" Lilith said in a hypnotic comforting voice. "Yes," I said with no regard for the consequences of my action. Lilith showed an underhanded smile "You know," she said, "there's a high price to pay for obtaining such unholy desires." Lilith paused almost like she was waiting for me to retract what I'd said but the moment never came.
She continued, "Especially when it comes to wrath. And I've been watching you. For the short 16 years you've been alive, you've always been patient; levelheaded. It's as if you've been waiting for this day." There was measured suspicion within her voice. "What are your conditions Lilith?" I asked, my breath fading.
"Well, if I can't stop you then here are my conditions 1. After the deal is formed there are no take backs, 2. You can never enter the kingdom of heaven." Lilith said, waiting for my nod of compliance, which I gracefully gave. "Final conditions," she continued, "You ready dear?" She waited, again, for my nod, which I gave, again. "OK," she said, "Condition 3. You will be immortal; cursed to walk upon this wretched planet for all of time, never to feel the relief of death." She paused long before going. "Condition 4. You are my prince. My time in this mortal plain was cut short by the god every one looks for refuge." A dark expression overtook her face. "You will be my new bloodline." Lilith said with a pause, "Are these conditions acceptable, dear?" Her face was almost comforting. "Yes." I said, with the last brittle dark breath in my body.
Within a moment her wrist was open with a gaping wound with her black blood spilling out, into a golden goblet below gathering a pool of blood showing little to no concern for blood loss. "Here dear drink this and let your body turn to strength and live again." Lilith said with almost no bitter expression on her face. As I drink her darkened blood a pain so inhuman strikes me in the chest. Lilith with a blank expression gazes at me while I profusely choke up blood from my darkened lungs.
Within moments I was on the floor of the black abyss that Lilith and I were trapped. Soon my black short hair fell out of my scalp, each one symbolizing lost humanity that now dwells in darkness. As Lilith waited for my transformation to complete, she started to speak. "So dear this is what you wanted right?" she said almost grinning. "You should be careful what you wish for." Lilith said as her withered face shown brightly so bright you would think she was an angel.
When she finished talking almost like clock work my body began to change white hair sprouting, forming from my head. Then the pain stopped, a moment of bliss. but every moment has an end. I had to bear through the pain of my tender muscles pulling and contracting. With every moment I breathed my lungs, heart, and muscles felt as if they would explode. The more Lilith's face contorts the more the symptoms of my agony increases.
When my agony was complete my body took its first breath as a reincarnated demon...
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prince of Lilith (NSFW)
Ficção Gerala 16 year old boy living in the witch trial era is killed by a close family member accused of being a witch when his old imaginary friend stops by for a visit only to find out that she is a demon...
