The Devil's Origin

48 - 5: Within The Everlasting Darkness. (NSFW)

I wondered how much the despair had consumed me.

Have you ever experienced the feeling of being alive but rotting from within at the same time?

I have.

80 years ago, I was on my way to return to the castle along with my fiance. There was a demon smirking and laughing in the dim light. The demon caught my fiance and tore her to pieces. He grabbed her beautiful face nonchalantly and took me away with him. I was kidnapped.

My fiance was a beautiful princess with a fluttering sweet smile from the neighbouring kingdom. The demon raped me alive in front of her severed head, which was devoid of any emotions. My whole self was wrapped in hatred rather than anger and sadness.

Rather than the pain that I felt as my nether region was being thrusted into against my will, my mind was occupied with the thought of the princess. I haven't even gotten the chance to make her happy yet.

Then, the demon smiled... He laughed with an ecstatic smile on his face as if he was in a trance. He said he was going to keep me with him forever.

While the demon kept on rapping me, the demon poisoned my body slowly. My body was rotting from the inside out. I could feel my flesh rotting from within. I could feel my hands severed apart, my eyeballs melted away.

The demon looked like he was having fun as he tormented my body in the most grotesque way possible.

My memory of what happened after this was hazy at best.

By the time I noticed it, my rotting body was being repaired with magic. The body parts that had gone missing were replaced.

 After that, what awaited me was endless nights that went on for eternity as the demon played with my body as he pleased. I wonder when the demon began to put a dildo in me so I could be used at any given time.

And when was it... My kingdom... My kingdom embarked on a journey for revenge against the demon that snatched me away only to be destroyed without a second thought.

"Fufufu~ This is your father's neck."

The demon laughed happily as he held my father's head by the hair. I could do nothing but silently shed my tears at the demon's words.

Who am I?

My remaining consciousness slowly rotted away into the darkness as the demon shook my body along with his vigorous thrusting.

What am I?

This face... I never wished to be born with this face. This very face that the demon had taken a liking to.

Who... am I...?

Within this hollow darkness, I only existed as the demon's precious play doll.————————————————————–

"Fufufu~ I'm going to go meet Maou-sama."

The demon had a jubilant smile on his face.

Maou... Maou was the demon king.

I couldn't feel anything with this muddled consciousness. Countless nights had passed away since the first time the demon captured me. Ever since then, the demon never ceased to stop raping me. Let alone thinking, I couldn't even feel anything.

The demon brought me to Maou's Castle.

I met Maou there.

The rumoured Maou looked like a small boy in person.

Maou was dripping with tears as the demon violated him.

These tears... Was this a pity?

To whom... Was his pity directed at...?

Was it... To me...?

At the demon's command to make Maou-sama feel good, I welcomed Maou-sama into me. Maou-sama hugged me tightly as the demon thrusted into him. Maou-sama's eyes were glimmering with pity toward me.

Pity... If I was still alive, I'd have already yelled at Maou-sama for disrespecting me.

However, Maou-sama's expression as he wept for me, soaked into my heart like a second nature.

I was like a clay doll whose will had already melted away into nothingness. I shouldn't have been able to feel anything. And yet, I was overflowing with the feeling of deep-seated love from the bottom of my heart.

Was he pitying me?

This Maou, who was being treated like a fuckdoll by the demon, was worrying about me? Rather than worrying about himself?

It was as if a light finally shone inside this everlasting darkness.

I hugged him back as the demon raped him. I was unable to speak so this was the only thing I could do. However, Maou seemed to take notice of this small gesture and so, he invited me to his bed once again.

I inserted my manhood into his slick tightness. Maou-sama cried as he welcomed me. I felt as if I was being engulfed by him. How lovely Maou-sama was.

He shed these tears for me. It belonged to me. He gave his pity to me.

With each slow push, Maou-sama writhed below me as I entered his body.

"Just watching from the side like this is boring. Wraith, you also need some pleasure from your back, don't you?"

With that being said, the demon pushed his shaft into me. I was already fully trained by him, my body accepted him like a second skin.

Maou, Maou.

The kind Maou who cried for my sake.

Whenever the demon thrusted into me from behind, the impact was transmitted into Maou-sama's awaiting body.

"Hnng... Fu-.... Nnghh... Hhnn..."

Maou-sama gasped in pleasure with every hard thrust.

The heat, which was already long gone, slowly returned.

I let out my cold semen into Maou-sama's lithe body and at the same time, the demon swelled before he poured his semen into me as well.

This warmth that gently enveloped me, melted my frozen heart.

Within this everlasting darkness, I found a small, flickering light.