The Demon Trials (The Demon Trials #1)

Chapter 30

Asmodeus brings out a gold bowl and what looks like a dagger. A dagger very similar to the one Aris used to stab Mal. He places it besides me; as he starts to amble around, he looks at me. I kind of knew I gave myself to him, but I wonder about Liana.

“Liana, where is she? Did you set her free?” I ask.

He continues to amble around; “You see boy, she never left.”

“You…you monster!” I continue, “Where is she!”

“I can’t say.” He states.

“What about Karina?” I ask worrying about her.

“She will be dealt with; but, right now you are my upmost priory.” He says.

I’m extremely angry, but I cannot get a firm control of my arms and legs.

“You not getting my powers!” I yell.

He then starts to laugh ill will. Asmodeus then stops ambling around and comes close.

“You see boy, it was never your powers.” He says.

I’m totally baffled; if it was not my powers than what. He then all of sudden rips my tuxedo shirt to exposed my chest; he then grabs the dagger and starts slicing on my chest. The feeling of the insurmountable pain from hearing the cold blade slicing my skin apart is so hard to describe. Evening closing my eyes, I scream and cry out loud just because the pain is so irksome. I even try to budging these stupid rings that are holding my hands, but I cannot.

I scream and cry loud again as he continues to rip through my skin. All I can do is forced to go through this unbearable torment. As if this torture has been hours, it lasted only seconds. The screaming and the pain are making me woozy.

However, Asmodeus looks at my right arm first and then slashes my wrist with dagger; I can only bare the scream from within. As I glance over to my right wrist, blood is beginning to drip rapidly inside the gold bowl which is lowered below my wrist. The disorientation I’m experiencing is getting worse not just from the slicing on my chest, but on my wrist.

Glancing back at my wrist, I’m losing blood badly. I realize my powers were not his reason for coming after me. All this time, he wanted my blood. I notice Asmodeus walking towards my left wrist. Before I let him slit it, I need to know the reason why.

“Asmodeus.” I barely say while I’m still dizzy.

“If you want to know, your blood is crucial for our survival.” He says cryptically.

“Why?” I question.

“Blood from a Devos is a rare and precious commodity. Your blood will be used to resurrect our Sovereign.”

I look back at him to figure out why my blood is the key to bring back to what Mal mentioned, ‘The Sovereign of Hell’ or who I known from folklore as Lucifer. But before I have enough strength to say anything, the blood loss is really putting a toll on me. Losing strength by every blood drop on my right wrist, I’m now in major risk of losing more when Asmodeus decides to move on to my left wrist.

However, I do not have the strength I need to fight and then without caution, I suddenly black out.

***

I wake up where all I can feel is cold. I start to get up where all around me is an all white room. I do not know if I’m dead or what. Checking around everywhere, I start to walk around. Wondering if I’m the only one in this strange world, I start to shout.

“Hello!?” I yell. “Hello, is anyone out there?”

Continuing to walk around the white area, I start to realize I may be here all by myself. Come on, this cannot be. I cannot be all alone in this place. The first thing is where is this place? Observing the area once again, I want to know why I’m here.