DEMITRI
"Dominick?"
His smile was small, but it was there, nonetheless. "I knew we'd be seeing each other again soon. I just didn't know it'd be under these circumstances."
"But... you're..." My mind hurt, all of this was becoming to be too much. First, I had met a person that claimed to be a child of Sin; then I had been transported to this Dimension that I had been told from birth to fear, something that was entirely unwarranted, apparently; I had met a woman that I had once been friends with and then a guy that was able to reincarnate essentially on demand.
And now, I had to come to terms with the fact that the guy I had considered my friend in my mortal life, a person that had saved me and had given me a home and a reason to live, and the person that I willingly gave myself up to, was the most-feared creature in Christian and Muslim ideology.
Wait a second...
"Why... how... why?"
His brows furrowed in confusion. "I don't understand the question."
I glared at him and went to speak, but Sāma spoke up first. "He wants to know the reasons behind your sleeping with him the night he left." Sāma sounded calm, but the energy that was seeping into me from the proximity was anything but.
"What are you talking about?" He sounded genuinely confused, but for some reason, it made me angrier.
"You know what I'm talking about, Dom. Don't act stupid about it." Baryn, surprisingly, looked relatively calm about the whole situation, the only indication of his state of mind being a raised brow.
"No, Demitri, I don't. I'm sorry, but I'm telling the truth: I don't know what you're talking about. I left for one day, came back, and you were gone."
"No, you didn't. I know what happened, I know it happened. I know it did..." I trailed off, my breaths coming out in quiet, shallow pants as my clenched my hands to keep them from shaking.
"Dem, I'm telling you, I don't know. What the hell happened?"
"I... I went to... tell you goodbye, and you tried to stop me from going. I ended up telling you everything about my life, the truths that I had kept from everyone, including that stupid bitch." The venom in my voice at the thought of Koralai probably could have killed her if she had been here. "I told you I had killed her, I told you I had killed Rowan. I was worried I was going to kill you and the guys, too, so I tried to leave. Then you instigated... things—" I swallowed uncomfortably at the memory it conjured up, making me rather disgusted— "and after you passed out I left."
"This girl, what's her name?" Baryn asked out of the blue, his head cocked slightly to the side.
"Her name is Koralai. She's a succubus that works for Latvaya."
"She's not a succubus, Son of Light," Laichia argued. "I have seen her type of creature before. She's a Decran."
"What?" I yelled.
"Decrans are—"
"I know what they are, Laichia, but that's not the point." I ran a hand through my hair, trying to calm myself down. "The point is she's a Decran." I paused as something clicked. "Which, now that I think about it, makes a shitload of sense."
"How so?" Dom, or I guess I should call him Lucifer now, asked.
"A Decran tried to trick Phrer and I into believing that they were Sāma. It would make sense when they ended up attacking me to get me into Latvaya's realm for it to be someone that knew what had happened. The place I woke up in resembled your room in the headquarters, and the entire layout was replicated perfectly.
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March from Darkness | ✓ (to be edited)
Fantasy(Under slow reconstruction) Demitri Folkos is an assassin in his prime, a man with no mercy for the human filth of the world. The young man does not believe in a god or an afterlife, so when he winds up dead after failing his last order, he thinks h...