Celestial Academy: Silver Eyed

Chapter 42

My heart is pounding loudly to the point that I could hear it. It feels like it will explode and burst out of my chest. My blood is pulsating, my mind is in a haze, swirled with countless uncontrolled thoughts. My head is palpitating and my whole body is almost drenched in sweat. Memories from the past, memories of my once lovely and complete family, the feeling of bliss came rushing back but it is now accompanied with pain, anguish, bitterness and agony.

I fished out the coin inside my pocket, flipped it and summoned my katana. I pointed it at the woman in front of me. My katana is the same, made with gold and spell enchantments but is still light as a feather yet it felt foreign now that I'm using it against her. I held it tightly but it feels like it'll slip out of my grip in just a second. It felt unfamiliar in my hands for the first time in my life.

I saw her grin, "Oh? Are you really pointing a sword at your mother? What a disrespectful daughter." She said in a mock tone.

My hatred is boiling inside of me, any moment now it'll burst but it was kept hindered and contradicted with my other emotions.

"How dare you?!" I was surprised my voice came out strong and didn't falter. "You worthless demon, how dare you taint the purity of my mother's image?! How dare you copy her?!" I yelled in frustration.

She tilted her head in amusement. "As expected, you are difficult to be fooled. But fooling you is not my only advantage here. Do you know what the ultimate advantage I have in winning and killing you?" She grinned and I remained silent. "Can you kill your own . . . mother?" She asked and winked at me.

I clenched my jaw and grit my teeth. "Y-You . . . are not m-my mother!" This time, my voice wavered. I noticed that my hands were trembling and I tried my best to steady them because if I don't, my katana will slip out of my hands.

"I may be not your real mother, but can you kill someone who look exactly like her?" To emphasize her statement, she touched her silky black hair, her high-bridged nose, her thin lovely lips, her soft brown eyes, her face and then she spread her arms wide as if showcasing her slender body while grinning devilishly at me.

Now that I'm looking at her, it made me realize that her eyes weren't gold, her hair doesn't have a different color manifesting the type of power a mage have. Her motherly looks and her eyes filled with love, concern and happiness made her look like a normal human being. You wouldn't think she's the former strategist of the Deities. Maybe the disguise is part of her job or there are other reasons but I couldn't care less about that now.

How would I be able to defeat her? Can I even kill her? My mind is racing in all sorts of direction. My logical thinking is battling with my emotions thinking that if I possibly killed her, would that mean my mother died twice? Would it make it look like she's alive but was killed again? And for pete's sake she look exactly like my mother! Can I possibly give her even a scratch? But she's demon!

Yes, she's a demon and I can remember myself promising that I'd kill every demon and enemies, wiping them out but . . . ghad! this is the most frustrating, painful and regrettable experience I'm having in my whole fucking life! I closed my eyes trying to maintain my composure and focus think------ I flinched when I sensed her aggressive presence. My eyes burst open only to see her racing at my direction, her sword aimed at my heart. My eyes widen but my reactions were fast, I dived out of the way and raised my katana for her next attack but I didn't expected her to be quick.