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she hadn't moved in 3 millenniums; losing the will to speak, to move, to think. Her soft fingers touched the barrier that held her captive, he didn't help her.
Meliodas didn't help her, he left her to die; rescuing Elizabeth instead. Her cries, her constant screaming: Meliodas broke his promise.
No mere human could break that barrier, it couldn't be moved, it couldn't be punctured with any weapon. Someone of the goddess clan had to break her free from this.
"Maybe I deserve this," her golden eyes, looking up at the large clouds held the look of torment. Her hands, tucking the pieces of hair behind her ears. "Maybe I should just die."
"Don't say that," a man with jet-black hair towered over the barrier, "It looks like you need some help." This wasn't the first time some mere human tried to rescue Chastity, she couldn't get her hopes up.
His cockiness could be sensed from a mile away, his black eyes are tinted with purple and the sly grin he held sent shivers down her spine.
"Don't waste your time," Chastity twirled her rosary in her hand, her soft humming filled the quietness. The man took his hands out of his pockets hovering over the barrier. Her two-toned wings twitched in annoyance, he still stood there.
"I've searched for you 3000 years," He groaned in pain, pressing his hands into the barrier, the electricity sending high voltage shocks throughout his body. Her eyes widened, seeing him do damage to the barrier. "And I won't give up!"
"Stop hurting yourself," she winced, seeing the electric burns on his arms drip with blood. "Why is a demon trying to help me? I deserve this." His dark aura surrounded him, it's obvious. The barrier was coated in holy water to prevent the evil ones from getting Chastity but here he was.
He applied more pressure, cracking the large shield that confined her.
Fresh air brushed against her skin, tears streaming down her face. She could hear and see everything clearly. The birds chirping, the flowers in a nearby field swaying in harmony.
"Crying is for the weak," he kneeled, wiping the tears from her cheek. The demon king told him this would happen, she'd gain some type of idolatry for him. After all, he did rescue her, he could take advantage of this. "Chastity," he grabbed her hands, pulling her up onto her legs.
"You're beautiful."
"You're just saying that," Chastity tried walking with his guidance, his tattoo glowing even brighter at this interaction. His plan was now in motion.
"No, I mean it," a smirk appeared on his lips, "I know the people in this world wouldn't accept you, the world is a cruel, cruel place. They kept you captive. They hid you for 3 millenniums."
