CHOOSE | Bl Yandere Harem

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Dexter's eyes snapped open. He grabbed Isaish's hands which were holding the dragger.

Isaiah flinched and his eyes widened.

'Why is he still conscious!?'

Different methods of brutally being killed flashed in the boy's mind.

"You are really a fool. Did you think a mere powder of a low level demonic plant will work on me? Did you forget that I am a demon?"

Realisation hit Isaiah, it worked on Isaac because he wasn't a demon but a demonic flower's toxins would never be effective on a high level demon!

'I am a failure as an assasin'

This was Isaiah's first failure mission as an assassin or.. was it?

"Who ordered you to kill me?" Dexter sat, not breaking the eye contact.

"W-what are you.. saying.." Isaiah stuttered, he would rather die than be disloyal to the person who hired him.

"I know that someone told you to do it" Dexter was hurt beyond repair, he hoped that the day his beloved trying to kill him would never come but Alas, it did.

Isaiah is an assaian. That's something he already knew but the boy's target was himself.

Dexter only wished to live with his Isaiah but if he can't..

The king pushed the dragger towards his heart, his hands were on top of the boy's soft ones.

"Baby, Kill me"

Black fluid gushed out like river.

Blood.

Blood of a Demon.

Tears poured down from the boy's eyes.

"No!"

"Hah! Baby, look at my blood! Now, it's your turn to show me yours" A wide yet heart shuddering smile formed on Dexter's face.

Dexter forcefully tore open Isaiah's clothes.

Long nails repeatedly cut the boy's porcelain skin, the hold on his slender nape tightened, almost crushing his bones.

Red blood spewed out like river. It gushed out from all the cuts.

Blood stopped going to his brain and his lungs didn't receive air. 
The trail of his tears stained his red cheeks.

A feeling of controlling Isaiah's life, ending it if he desires to, arose within Dexter.

"S-top..this! Y-you are ou-t.. of your m-mind.."

Isaiah was losing consciousness.

"I was never sane. When I fell for you, that's when I became a being worse than a demon. Take responsibility, baby"

Isaiah pleaded again and again for Dexter to stop hurting him but the king didn't listen to him. His magic was already sealed. He was nothing but a human now.

Just a human.

The boy's pleading triggered Dexter to hurt him more and more until the boy breaks.

Broken like him

Pleading to set him free. To help him get over the pain.

Helpless and begging him to show mercy on him.

How wonderful would it feel if his baby was motionless.

Unable to move.

Unable to see.

Unable to hear.

Completely under his control.

'And the last person you saw would be me and me alone'

"Didn't you say 'you want me'? You really shouldn’t say things you don’t mean"

"If you don't want me, you must die"