The Blood of Fate ✧ min yoongi ✓

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CHAPTER 40 | POWER LUST

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AXEL LAZAURUS

Kill them. She hissed in my ear, her vowels the sound of war and amusement in her voice.

But my eyes hovered above, her voice at my ear as she began to grow louder.

They must die so you can rise. Prove yourself, Axel Lazaurus. Reject the life you know. You never wanted it anyway, for you desired more than anything.

I wanted the power. I wanted to feel what power felt like in the palm of a humans hand. In my hand. I wanted to reject my mortal life to be a God. I wanted to watch my too-soft, too-weak self die. I wanted to show that I can be greater than what my father always said. I am more than a worthless child, I can conquer! I am a conqueror! I want to become Gaea's successor!

It hurt sometimes, remembering who I was in the moments, even days, when I was myself. When I could run in the meadows and laugh with my siblings without a single worry about the beasts and not be burdened of war, wrath and power. But the time had never been enough. 

The voice kept telling me what I could possess, and I wanted it all, only without her control. 

Entering my mind, the feminine voice heard the foreign thoughts about rejecting life, and knew that she had to help me. Or at least try to.

I felt a pair of arms wraps around my shoulders as their hands caress upwards to my eyes. Covering them, she whispers in my ear with a soothing accent.

Oh dear Axel, what do you desire the most? She asks.

"Power," I responded. "I hate the damn beasts. All of them and every kind. But this world is not fit for anyone of my own either. I want power to gain control, to show who the true ruler is. I've lost everyone," I turned around and grabbed her hands away from my eyes. I stare at her as she grinned. "And you took everyone and everything away from me, Y/N!"

Is that truly what you want? She asked. Don't you want to feel loved too?

"There is no room for such," tears threatened to fall. "I was a young boy when the war broke out. I was merely an eight year old, living a life of confusion and false joy. My father, Alaric, always looked down at me, and until my siblings were all murdered—he has no choice but to put all the fucking burden on me! He wants power, I want the power too! When can things be about me? Why can't things make me feel true happiness?"

Sweet, sweet, child.. is it the power you want to prove yourself that you are far greater than others, or do you crave to be happy?" She says and places her palm on my cheek. You want me dead, yet you need me to be alive in order for you to reclaim my blood. Dearest, make it make sense.

"I—" I looked down at my feet as I felt her sharp nails swipe against my skin slowly. "You ruined my life, but in order for me to put the pieces back together, your power is the only key."

Axel dearest, you're in pain — but what for? She asks again. Why did you turn out this way?

I am someone who is bent, seconds away from breaking. I crave for destruction, revenge, to make the beasts feel what I've felt. I remember how that damn vampire prince Min Yoongi killed my mother right in front of me. How he drank her blood like fine wine. I saw the way he smirked and stared at me with satisfaction in his  red eyes. His fangs protruding out of his lips. I remember the screams my siblings let out of the scene, how Y/N trapped herself in a crystal that formed into a tree called Somnus.