A Demon's Heart.

Chapter thirty-five: Glowing Wings

           

     Aliana nodded and said. "No animal has blue-ish wings that have a certain glow to them.... But angels as I once read, but they are dirty, it must have been a long time ago...."

-"And you're totally right, they sure appear to be angelic wings..... Maybe there was a time where he wanted to be part of the ritual, the angel attacked and killed him and a hundred years later, he looked for the angel for revenge.... And kept the wings" Álgerus kept theorizing.... And Mirghreel added.

-"Love is prohibited by these entities right? Maybe he loved the angel but the angel killed him when was about to take part on the ritual, and a 100 years later, the angel looked for him again to kill, and got killed as revenge.... But as he loved the angel, he kept the wings." Mirghreel looked puzzled again, as if it didn't make sense at all... But every theory was a probability at this moment.

-"I'm not sure if they are prohibited to be together, after all, both entities can be cruel tricksters.... But still."

-"I know why it happened." Álgerus rapidly took out a blade and Aliana her bow. This cold voice was familiar....

-"Who are you?" Said Álgerus, frightened. "How did you get here?"

-"I apologize High Erarn (Scribe) Álgerus, my name, is Asleroth the Second, or as you said a while ago, the Killer." As Asleroth introduced himself, Aliana started seeing him with a touch of curiosity, he indeed had wings going down from his hips, both neatly attached to belts to his hips.... "I am one of the keys."

-"What is a Daermorah like you doing here?" Álgerus sheathed his blade, as Aliana still had her bow pointed, ready at him.... Mirghreel in all of this was silent.

-"We can be anywhere Álgerus, it's in our nature...." Asleroth said, calmed.

-"What the hell do you want?" Said Mirghreel, as he started to force Aliana into taking her bow down.

-"I want to tell you the real story...." Asleroth, looked at Álgerus, who already had his handbook ready to write, and smiled. "Long ago.... More than an Era back, this same cycle was being repeated.... The other keys were attached to this prophecy, written by Esdor himself.... And so was I...." Asleroth looked down, and looked at Aliana and continued: "But there was something to me, changing.... I wanted to free our Lord, Heindall.... But I also didn't, I grew up on Mugh, I've seen their people, and making Heindall's revenge easy was just.... Nonsensical even to us, demons.... Yes, we are not the only 3 demons on this whole world...." He stopped.... Looked at Mirghreel, then Álgerus, when he nodded, Asleroth continued. "I regret everything from that past life, I killed Prisirs, nobles, poor people.... For pleasure mostly.... And then I still wanted to open the Gates, doubling the damage infinitely into this world, but something was stopping us.... The Ankhel." He looked at Aliana, then said: "We never heard from her since we were born, and this was my first life, I was never reborn myself as the other keys whom I killed several times in outrages in their past lives...."

" It felt as in the Ankhel was never born on that period, we thought it was possible to open the gates nonetheless but it was impossible, we had to use the blood of Esdor, an enraged blood, in the veins of an Ankhel, I know most of this doesn't make sense to you, but we were always hunted down.... And for the first time, we understood we needed that blood, even after killing a lot of chosen Ankhels before, it was the cycle before this one that we understood we needed the Ankhel's blood.... We were always so blind in money, killing, sinning.... Trying to fulfill our dreams too, of feeling, since us as demons are cold.... But when we found the Ankhel, something stopped me.... Every time I went close to even touch her, I could feel warmth in my heart, something I never felt before...." He looked at Aliana and looked down.... "She had red hair, a green eye and a purple one, freckles.... I barely remember her when I see the reincarnation.... You, Aliana." Aliana was deep red and started looking everywhere to not be so obvious. "She was also a Demon Huntress, but this one never made a friend, she was alone, raging, she had a thirst for blood, demon blood.... She wanted to end us all. She killed The Sinner, the Hunter and then she was looking for me.... I managed to escape a few times, crippled, injured, damaged or almost kissing Brandollhn's cold white face.... But I always managed to stay away, something that made her more enraged, I tried hurting her emotionally, killing her family.... Like a cousin that always stalked her without her knowing.... But the rage inside her always made her stronger.... Years passed, my fellow demon keys brothers were almost back to Mugh and I was growing tired.... I thought I could hide forever, I didn't want to kill her.... I think I felt something towards her.... But when I was sure of that, she started looking for me again, almost close to killing me....