We did everything. We did everything we can to get out of this place, but there was nothing I could do to open the locked or hidden passage he was talking about. Even he himself wasn't sure where to go or what to do, as he told me.
I sat down in defeat beside him, brush my hair back out of frustration.
"How long have you been here, anyway? You look like you've been hurt or something," I said, and he smiled at me sarcastically.
"I'm not sure you'll believe me. About me being hurt, no, no. NO, Kassandra. I'm not hurt at all. Look, I look really fine, right? I don't have any injuries," he sarcastically said, making me gape at him as he chuckled after seeing my reaction.
"You're such a crazy asshole. I remember someone from you," I said, playing with my hair this time.
It was getting colder, and I guessed that it was getting darker outside as well. It was pretty much dark here, but only the light of the moon lit up the whole place. It looked really beautiful, except for the fact that it looked so much like a dungeon.
Lucifer was tapping his hands continuously against the floor, looking up. He looked really tired, but he also looked like he was bored and wanted to do something.
I observed his appearance. Not only did he look like he was injured and godlike, he also looked like he was from a fantasy story, that guy that everyone fawns over. Not me. I hope.
Only then I noticed that one of his ankles were chained to the wall, making me furrow my brows.
"Hey, why are you chained to the wall?" I asked him, and he reopened his eyes but didn't look at me.
"It's a long story," he said, and then sighed as if he was really tired.
"How did you say I can help you again?" I asked, facing my body towards him so my attention was all to him.
He then turned his head towards me, furrowing his brows a bit.
"Just one drop of blood will save me, Kassandra. Only your blood. One drop of your blood will heal my wounds." He muttered, closing his eyes.
Even though he looked really calm and cool, I felt like he was hiding something from me. Something that wasn't light, but something important.
I didn't want to ask him because he only met me today, and he probably hasn't trusted me yet.
"My blood? Ever heard of hemophobia? Damn, Lucifer. I have that thing. How can you expect me to help you? You can't even explain the whole thing to me," I said, and he sighed.
"Seriously. Of all creatures to send to me, of all creatures destined, why choose a hemophobic girl when only her blood will save me? This is just so ridiculous," he said, making me bite my lip.
I kind of felt bad. He told me that I was his only hope of ever being saved, and I agreed to help him, but here I am stalling because of this stupid fear. He's been stuck here for god knows how long, yet I can't provide at least a single drop of blood.
"I'm sorry," I muttered, making him furrow his brows.
"I don't have a choice, anyway. But you're gonna help me, right? After you overcome this fear of yours?" He asked, and I thought about it. I can get over this, right?
"Of course," I answered.
Both of us looked at the wall which glowed, making us stop talking.
The wall revealed a message in glowing gold, making me feel amused.
I furrowed my brows, trying to understand the message on the wall.
Go away, go away,
Come again another day
Or all the power goes away
All his hope will fade away
All your blood be put to waste
If you stay another day
Once out the maze, a word, don't say
Or wrath will all creation face
Even you, even me, even us
You, in chains, just learn to trust
Foolish demi, run so fast
Or the world will never last.
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the devil cries
Fantasy"once the devil cries, we're all done." they all warned her. she wasn't supposed to go convince the devil with them, but she did. she wasn't supposed to make him let a tear fall, but she did. and once the devil cries, life will be in ruins.
