Dark Path to Heaven [Demon Romance]

Chapter 13

Chapter Music: "Rains Will Fall" by Kevin MacLeod

That day, I was studying at the library along with a cup of hot chocolate – my usual routine. The book in front of me was about politics. Apparently, this aspect of the society here was nothing like the one I knew from my world. 

The whole planet was literally one nation governed by a council consisting of fifteen angels. In fact, the few angels which existed occupied the major positions of a 'global government'. On the other hand, there were the demons who, as rare as the angels, were trying to destroy the harmony that had been established. 

Nevertheless, few of them wanted to overthrow the angels' command because they understood that, if such a thing happened, it would probably threaten their own position as well (since they didn't seem interested in bureaucratic duties). And by saying position, I mean living like the rest of the creatures while sneakily letting their passions and greed drive them. If they weren't controlled and punished by the angels, they would continuously commit severe crimes. Of course, those were not the only ones responsible for crimes. Wizards and humans were being punished too. But demons were the worst of them all.

Suddenly I felt someone tapping my shoulder.

As usual, I turned to see my good friend, Vincent.

"What's up?" I spoke in a low voice, so as not to disturb those studying.

He shot me a regretful look: "I just wanted to let you know that I won't be able to go out with you today. All the first year students are having an excursion to the dungeons in a few hours. But let's meet tomorrow!"

"The dungeons?" it sounded chilling, let alone visiting them at such a late hour. But then again, that was what made the whole idea exciting.

"Yeah, we want to see where the demons and other criminals are kept. It seems that the administration decided it to be in the evening to make it more exciting," he said, not in the least thrilled at the idea.

"Damn, I'm jealous." I wouldn't be allowed to leave the campus. Maybe this is why they were so lenient on me.

He gave me a bittersweet grin: "It must be hard being restrained inside the campus and all."

"Well, I can't do anything about it yet, can I? Well, make sure you have fun instead of me then!" I said, even though I knew that he wouldn't. "And tell me how it was when we go out."

"Right. How about tomorrow at five in the afternoon?"

"Sounds great."

"I said that because I suspect that Mr. Mystery will be at the cafeteria around that time," he winked.

"Actually how about going to the café on the fourth floor? I've never been there."

"Oh, are you sure? I think he'll be–"

"Yep. I'm sure." I was in no mood to see him.

He made a pensive expression: "You can tell me all about it tomorrow. I have to start getting ready, unfortunately."

"There's not something to say," I shrugged, even though I didn't feel good lying. In fact, I didn't feel like complaining to him for trivial reasons. Sooner or later, I would truly get over it.

"Sure, sure," he didn't believe me in the slightest. "Then tell me the true reason behind your absence."

I sighed and rolled my eyes. Deep down I was happy that he cared, though. I had grown rather tired of evading his questions about Mr. Astar every time he would share another incident he was involved in.