Third Person's Pov
She goes by the name Tana and is an Archdemon, even though they only gave her that alias Her real name is Chaeyeon.
How ironic that she was summoned that night to serve as a guardian angel (demon) to a dying mute adolescent.
The brunette girl with the bob cut handed her a piece of paper with something scribbled on it that said, "Should I go out with him?"
"You desire that I devour his soul, then?"
The mute girl glares at her and immediately shakes her head in response.
"If so, you'd best not."
The bobbed haired girl writes and pouts, "Why have you had to be so mean?"
"Do you really want to ask that of an archdemon?"
The last time the mute girl went on a date with a man she believed to be a good guy, Chaeyeon could vividly recall.
She was employed to be the entity tasked with saving a soul on death's door that same evening.
As well as having lost her supposedly master, named Hyewon, A teenage girl who had summoned her and chose the other girl that night to be saved instead of her own.
An Archdemon requires ninety-nine thousand and nine hundred ninety-nine souls to summon, yet strangely, she was brought for only six souls of vile men, which is akin to six thousand souls given how evil the men are.
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When Hyewon's father lost his job, life went from bad to worse as he struggled to make ends meet. The girl had no choice but to quickly learn to look after herself as she took to the streets in search of money.
One cold evening, after a long day of scavenging, She return to the apartment to find it boarded up, an eviction notice nailed to the door.
She knock on the door, trying to convince yourself that her father wouldn't leave without her, but deep down you know he has.
Hyewon walk around to the back of the apartment, climb up onto the hot water system, and push open the toilet window, knowing the latch is broken.
There's no sign of her father, though his wardrobe is open, and several hangers are bare. She turn to her own bedroom and gather the warmest things she can into a backpack.
She layer on the clothes but as She leave, She go to the closed door that once was her mother's study. She were never allowed in before, but now there is no one to stop her.
She open the door.
It takes you a moment to overcome the mustiness before Hyewon turn the light on and step inside.
There's not a lot to see, just a desk with a computer and several mismatched bookshelves, all coated in thick dust.
She walk over to the desk, where She see a pocket book on top of a notepad with something written on it. Wiping away the dust, She find her name.
Hyewon frown as she pick up the pocket book and open it, seeing an ancient Greek symbols and letters.
She also recalls the periods when her mother was still living and would read her those kinds of books to sleep even though she didn't really comprehend them—only her mother's voice had a way of lulling her to sleep.
Her mother truly loves to read those books in Greek.
Hyewon could only shake her head before she slip the book in her pocket, certain the book will come in handy when she gets bored.
She knew how to read and write in Greek, after all. That might have been a past-time she and her mother engaged in when she was younger.
She climb back out of the window and walk around to the front of the house, wondering what she will do next. Her stomach growls, and she wish she had something to eat.
In her mind, Hyewon could see herself starving to death at a frigid street corner. But all of a sudden, she sees a woman's face with that lukewarm smile and that subtle nod.
Her mother's face and those last words she uttered to her, reminding her to be brave and carry on with her life even if there may be times when she won't be able to appreciate the beauty of the world she is living in, are all it takes for her to get back on track.
She had spotted a still-open noodle restaurant after a half-hour of nighttime wandering on the chilly street.
She could only express her gratitude to the heavens for sparing her to have enough pennies for one last dinner.
Hyewon started to move in the direction of the restaurant but was forced to stop when she heard some noises coming from the alleys only a short distance away.
As she saw a gang of boys swarming around a poor girl who was lying on the ground with her garments somewhat torn, her jaw tightened.
Though she made a pledge to herself not to meddle in other people's affairs, she still wanted to go there and assist whoever the girl is.
Only then did she realise that there was no sense in her appearing as a heroine when she didn't even know how to defend herself or fight.
If she decided to interfere, she probably put both herself and the other girl considerably more in risk.
Hyewon barely held onto the strap of her bag as she cast one final despairing glance towards the alley before turning around and continuing on her path.
"This b*tch is very worthless,"
"Damn, just give us the bucks!"
"Where in hell did you hide it, Huh?"
"Come on man, how is she even supposed to tell us when she is mute?"
Hearing these, Hyewon still goes on, having already decided to just ignore it.
"Thanks for the reminder, but should we just play with her instead?"
All it takes for Hyewon to come to a complete stop and turn around is for the six people to exchange glances while sporting those sinister grins.
Her gaze lands on the girl lying on the ground, who trembles and cowers in terror.
The tallest man talks and licks his lips, "She's a beauty anyway, so it'll be a shame not to get a taste of her as well. Let me take the lead, and you guys have your own moment later."
The tallest man began to unbuckle his belt as the other five men seized the girl's arms and legs.
Hyewon didn't even know what had caused her to simply walk towards the alley when she suddenly felt a wave of wrath sweep over her entire body as her feet began to lead her there.
Her body is moving on its own, and she feels numb. She came to a stop a few steps from the group of men before she could really take it all in.
The men stop and turn to stare at her because the outline of her shadow is enough to make them stop.
She said haltingly at the men, "S-stop that!"
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Hyewon discovered herself taking a blood bath. She was badly bruised and her body was pummeling as she lay there, face the ground.
As she watched the other girl there groan as the man from earlier started to strip her clothes off, she really set her hopes up, only to fail to save the poor mute girl there in the hands of those vile men.
As she attempted to stand up, a tear fell from her eye, but her state rendered all efforts pointless.
"If only I were strong enough, things like this wouldn't end up this horribly.' She couldn't think beyond,
"T-these fuckers, I would trade their souls in compensation for my life if I were to die this day," she whispers as she closes her eyes to not witness how the man now slowly removing the mute girl's skirt.
