C2: The Life of a Demon (2)

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"Hand over the Essence Bead, Demon," Brock said coolly. His black eyes were emotionless, and his even blacker hair was smooth as silk. "You are not worthy."

Reflected in his mirror-like eyes was a red figure, but its beastly appearance could be seen clearly even then.

This figure had cloudy white hair, disheveled and sprawled over his shoulders.

His body was covered in red armor from the neck down. The sound of gears turning and screws screeching against nuts kept coming out of it. From the joints of the armor, a burst of white and yellow steam came out now and then, jolting his body which hovered above the earth. But even this armor couldn't hide the most striking thing about this man.

It was his eyes.

Hazel, pure but defiant.

The white of his eyes had been claimed by the dense blood-red veins, starting from the corner of his eyes and reaching towards the center. It was like thousands of lava-rivers were fueling those golden-colored seas in his pupils.

"How many innocent people have died under your hands?" Brock asked.

Brock's question brought about a shout of rage from all the men and women surrounding the white-haired creature.

All had known, publicly, the notorious and condemning deeds of the Messiah-turned-Demon.

Massacres, assassinations, kidnappings, and rapes; name the crime and he had committed it.

Old and young, none had survived under the wrath of his sabers, spilling their innocent blood over the floor like butchering pigs.

The people in the streets talked about a demon, who had killed his father from his mother's womb. And then he waited, like the snake he was, for the right time before killing his mother too at the boyish age of 14.

Only 2 years had passed since then.

The 16-year-old Kai took in all the faces judging him for the crimes he had committed and the crimes he had been framed for.

Anger and resentment coursed through his very veins, replacing the blood if there was some left.

His entire body ached, the wounds felt stabbing into his bones, and he could feel the blood draining out of his body with every passing second.

Only the armor was keeping him airborne.

But for how long? Kai bitterly thought.

The white-yellow steam coming out of the armor was growing thin. The grating noise of the armor's parts sounded like roaring the last goodbye.

Is this it? Kai thought, his eyes moving up to see the vastness of the blue sky.

Behind him, the gurgles of the thunder were approaching. Every other blast felt closer than the last. Soon the black clouds would take over the sky, and the light red sunshine of the setting sun.

A storm is coming...

Kai closed his eyes for just a moment, but when he opened them, there were no more questions.

His left hand swept by his left thigh. His actions made everyone straighten their back, taut like a drawn bow. He lifted his hand and unfurled his fingers, letting everyone see the content placed there.

"Is this the thing you all want?" Kai hissed.

The Essence Bead!

Kai noticed the looks of greed and hunger on all faces with murder in his eyes.

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