Renascence (M.K)

三十八

Y/N shuddered. She can feel the harsh fluttering sensation within her gut.

Standing fazed before the ludicrous demon, she lost her voice as her knees buckled and gradually dropping its strength.

The crouching silhouette of the demon's figure suddenly gives her a strong impulse to flee at this very moment.

The demon's appearance, spattered with blood whilst his powerful jaw and razor teeth hungrily chomp on the rotten flesh of his human prey. Large unsightly veins were jutting out through his bare arms and neck.

Seeing how horrible and savage-looking the demonic beast is, instantly made Y/N needed to empty her stomach at once. She cannot endure watching such a ghastly and horrifying scene before her. 

A very aberrant scenario to witness. A spawned demon feasting himself on his innocent human victim has brought her adrenaline to surged through her vessels. Her fight-or-flight instincts compelled her mind. For a moment, her whole body has defied from moving a muscle.

Stuck trembling on her posture, she hopelessly stifled her voice from screaming.

The demon slowly lifted his head. The sound of his low growling noise implied how extremely dangerous he was as his maniac bloodshot eyes as turned back to her.

She took another rear step. Not cautious of where her feet were stepping, she accidentally slipped on the slick pool of blood that slopped the wooden floor. Y/N yelp and gasp in pain when she abruptly felt her right ankle has begun to swell in severe pain.

She heaved her breath and pushed back the tears from her eyes. She whimpered. Y/N strives to quell the stinging pain and hastily lifted herself. She immediately jerks when she had discerned her once expensive kimono was already smeared by the blood that wasn't hers as all that seizes her mind is to frantically recover control of her emotions and force her legs to make a desperate escape.

Catching the whole attention of the atrocious​ demon, Y/n entirely neglected the penetrating pain that her sprained ankle was setting forth and instead, she began to bolt towards the closed door. 

All she could think is how she'll able to survive this sudden traumatic encounter she had against a human-eating devil - who feeds himself on his victims.

Y/N skedaddled and slammed her fist on the door. Her heart was racing a thousand miles that even her breath can hardly cope up.

She quickly attempted to lift the old latch but in her hard-luck, her opportunity to escape was giving her a tough time. The rust has covered the latch but it was not corroded.

With her strong instincts and despite that her eyes were already clouded by tears, Y/N strongly grabs the small wooden chair and uses its top rail to destroy the latch. Pummeling the rusted lock with all of her strength in a repeated manner, she did not have the time to hear out the screaming of her both hands. Black-and-blue marks were slowly appearing on her palms as she strongly grips the legs of the wooden chair. 

As she turned around, her eyes grew petrified when she saw the horrid demon was already so near and insanely scrambling to reach her. 

Y/N perspired extensively. She can already feel the goosebumps raising through the back of her neck. Gritting her teeth whilst her eyes were bursting with tears, Y/N screamed hysterically as she repeatedly pounds the latch to break.

She needed to live. She won't accept a miserable death. Not like this, not where she ended up becoming a satisfying meal to some hideous demon. 

'The world regards the strong. I don't want to be treated like this.'  Her dire forlorn thoughts were crying out inside of her head.