A pair of tight black chains held the demon up and down on his knees as he endured every second of the burns and beatings inflicted on his soul.
His wings were held up in it's full size, his black shirt mercilessly ripped, and his black leather pants were full of dust and ashes.
"Stop" Lucifer's voice echoed in the arena.
Jisung shut his eyes and opened them again, feeling entirely nauseous and exhausted.
"Any drama speech, kid?" the ruler snickered.
The poor demon just let out a breathy laugh and said, "Just kill me."
"Alright, you said it."
Lucifer stood up, an axe in his grip.
"If you just listened to me, you won't be thrown in any of this." he deeply whispered, holding his right wing.
"You don't deserve this." he said, then strongly cut it with the axe, earning a painful, horrifying scream from the boy.
Jisung cannot hold back his tears anymore, as he helpless kneeled on the ground with his arms locked up.
"Love? Bullshit"
"It's the most wonderful thing!" Jisung cried.
Lucifer scoffed, "Really?"
And he lost another wing.
Now he felt lighter than before, yet powerless.
His wings served as his shield for everything.
For all the insults, beatings, and such things that pierced his soul, and now it's gone.
His mind raked at that one time his wing held her up close, at those times when they slept and these feathers served as their blanket.
He bitterly chuckled.
"Laughing? What a crazy soul you are." Lucifer spat.
"I never thought I'd be experiencing this shit right now." he mumbled.
"You brought yourself into this, so be it."
Lucifer pulled out his knife and flashed a demonic smile at the boy.
"Any more words?"
Jisung shook his head. "She'll live. That's the most important part."
"Fucking love"
A long, deep slash ran along his skin, and Jisung let out his last tear.
A small smile slowly crept up his lips as his mind raked to his overarching memories with the girl.
Suddenly, the flashes sped up, like someone pushed the flash-forward button of the remote control.
It stopped when he was a little boy, sitting alone in a corner of the school.
He turned around when he felt a poke on his shoulder, seeing a bright little girl.
"I'm Kim Ahrin!"
"P-park Jisung"
And he let out his last breath.
"Burn him"
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SUPERNATURAL FILES: MAKE A WISH
Fanfiction❝I wish for a friend❞ In which Ahrin wished for a friend on her 18th birthday but was granted a demon instead. ▂ COMPLETED ➱ DEMON AU SUPERNATURAL FILES #1 NCT FANFICTION © DREAMQUISITE 2020
