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Finally, in the 20th chapter, this feels great. We have gotten to a good point of the story, so now it's time for things to get shitty.

Hehe, I can't wait. Anyway, we are here with Reya's part, and I will continue from where her chapter ended instead of it flowing from Loren's

Well then, let's get it.

*Flashback Continues*

The portal closes bringing us back to the basement of the house. I'm barely conscious when I stand from the permanent circle that has been drawn on the basement floor. I stumble towards the stairs, and a large hand grips my shoulder hard, in my attempt to shake him off, his claws dig into my shoulder piercing through the skin into the bone, with little force shattering my scapula. I grit holding in my pain.

One sound and it starts, one sound and he won't stop, one sound and he will keep going until he hears more screams. I won't give in. I swallow my scream and blood. I grip his hand that shattered my shoulder bone with my left hand tight and drag it with enough force till his claws are dragged out of my body. The pain is excruciating and I sweat out the pain.

My energy had gone into fighting him, now we are at home, and any other attack would leave me unconscious. I can't be unconscious, I don't want to worry Loren.

Loren.

Thoughts of him give me a burst of energy and strength. I shatter Rohan's wrist and without looking back, I climb the stairs out of the basement. I know he won't follow after me or attack me with the decree on my head, I'm basically invincible till I meet with that fucking duke. I'm higher than Rohan now in terms of status. That is, if I ever marry the arch-demon Duke and that will never happen.

I'm panting by the time I get to my room, I collapse on my bed the bed creaking under my weight. I close my eyes tired. I'm too exhausted to shower and wash off all the blood stains and flesh from my body and nails. I close my eyes concentrating demonic energy to circulate my body. It slowly coils around my body looking for my damaged parts. My shoulder is killing me and I stifle groans as the bone begins to mend and attach

I sweat through the procedure healing my bruised neck, shoulder and wrist in the process. My bed is damp when I'm done and I tiredly roll to the side closing my eyes, as I drift off to sleep.

....

It's cold, why is it cold?

I look around, and I see my feet chained on both sides, and my ankles have been broken. I frown, how was I attacked, what's going on? I try to stand using my hands as support to hold the wall but I flinch back. The wall is ice cold, and my body shivers due to my little clothing. I look around, it's dark I try to use my demonic eyes but they don't appear. The door rattles with the jingling of keys and my heart begins to palpitate. My body shivers in fear and pain.

No please, please I beg you don't come in. The key jingles as the lock releases allowing the beast behind the door to open it and walk in. I slump on the ground, tears welling up in my eyes as the figure of my father walks into the dark room.

I know what this is now, this horrible nightmare that began my torments. Each night was filled with my screams as each part of my body and bones were broken and I was forced to heal it back only for it to be broken again if I was slow in healing, he would break them again making me continue the harsh process of creation and destruction of my own body. My screams and pleas never made him stop, it only fueled him more like a beast seeking a thrill. It was when I got used to it that I never allowed my bone to be broken easily and when it did I healed it quickly it was then my demonic attributes awakened and I was forced to be closer to being an animal than a demon or human.  

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