There I was, the burned remains of my house. "So, this is the place?" The demoness asked. I had spent the last six years after Roses' death researching on demon summoning and other things.
"Yea..." I trail off as off I was going to say something but didn't. "Ahh..so it was Draux who did this. Typical." She mummers. "Draux?" I look at Aurora, puzzled. "He is the demon of hate."
"Rose didn't hate anyone, so how could it be him?"
"It doesn't have to be her hate."
She bends down and touches the rubble, she licks her fingers. "What a fine seen that must have been." Aurora chuckles. "C'mon I just want to know if her soul was destroyed when he took it." I say, agitated.
"No, he didn't obliterate her soul. I can tell that it's still in one piece right now."
"So I still have a chance of finding him?"
"Yes and no. The remains are too old to really tell where he is now. If you would've gotten me sooner I might have been able to locate him." She replies. "I had to make sure of what I was getting into." I snapped.
Aurora touches my shoulder, she flinches. "Max, I know where he went."
"But you just said-"
"He's in you.." She looks me in my eyes.
"WHAT?!" I shout. I stumble back a few steps and fall. "How is that even possible?"
"He knew from Roses' soul that you would do anything to find him and kill him. Draux had went inside of you as a test, to see what you'd do to get him. It's really quite hilarious." She smiles.
"Get him out." I commanded. The smile on her face disappears. "If you do that he'll run off." "I don't care!! I'll just find him again and I'll kill him myself!" I yell with panic and anger.
"As you wish, master." She evolves into a demonic angel looking being and pulls a 5 foot sword from its sheath. She spreads her wings and draws the sword back, "With this blade I shall rip the unearthly creature from your body." She looks down at me.
The blade glows black, yes she may be a demon, but demons are very good at vanquishing their own kind. I feel the blade swing through me, it does not impact human life forces whatsoever.
"He's gone."
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Her Soul
SpiritualHis sister wanted to give him his wish. Wish granted... Now he fights for her soul.