Shinya's pov.
I couldn't even put up a struggle against him, against the demon that had taken my unconscious vessel, used my weakness against me and now had me running towards another familiar place.
Guren's office.
Meanwhile, I was trapped in my psyche - kind words and soft kisses from the illusion of the male keeping me harnessed beneath the possession.
Deep down inside I knew that was happening, I knew the demon was lying to me - but, Byakkomaru would never put me into harms way. The demon was too heart set on protecting me; he had done it before, and was most likely doing it again. Or, so I hoped.
"What's happening?" My voice came out as an echo, as my awareness of the current situation was becoming more and more prominent.
I wanted to be safe, but I didn't feel it.
I felt sick to my stomach, the demon wasn't protecting me, he was possessing me.
Within my psyche, I step back. Taking a final glance towards the illusion in front of me - I loved Guren, as much as I hated admitting that fact it was the truth. I was incapable of feeling most emotions, but I knew what I felt for once.
"Stop." I sternly order, my bright eyes narrowing in clear distaste.
"You are not Guren... stop! Let me protect myself!" I then yell, taking yet another step away from the image that crumbled around me.
Even though he longed for power, my demon would never break the promise he made me.
Not to possess, but to protect.
I then come to a halt. My eyes widening in shock as the demon had gotten me out of the labs, leaving me right outside of Guren's office. I couldn't hear any soldiers yet, probably because of the fact Byakkomaru was able to immobilize most of them.
So, instead of running any further - I quickly knock on the door in front of me, rushing in once the distressed male had opened it.
"Shinya..?" He queried, I didn't give him any form of verbal response in return, instead just staring up at him.
It was clear neither of us stood a chance against what was about to come, against the soldiers, the seraph, the Hīragi's... but, one familiar memory was able to come rushing back.
The vow I made with Guren, we both swore that once day we would beat the Hīragi's... it was a childhood dream, one that I knew he remembered as much as I did.
"I... I want to fight." I murmer, hoping he caught onto what I was saying.
I wasn't going to take it anymore.
I'm a human, not the Hīragi's damn lab rat.
If they want to make me into a seraph, they can deal with the destruction it causes.
A//N; ahaha ha ha it's been like 5 months. Hi guys,,
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