(TAINTED LIGHT)
“DARKNESS, light, death, and life. Where should I start? What will they choose? Can they be aware and play the game that is long been there and corrupted their every core?”
Whispering the words that somehow tell a poem and a puzzle that is yet to be solved, or rather a warning he deliberately whispers to the wind and let it spread to the persons that could pick it up and hear its warning. Kyle smiles in a sinister way as he makes his way to the west side hallway of the grand palace, where he is left alone through that dimly lighted place he prefers to have.
Just then.
“Stop!”
In authority, JK runs after him, stopping him with his arms wide and coming in front with the face that marks and tells that it is not over between them. Catching his breath
(THE DEVIL’S SON) TWINS. They say that having a twin is a blessing and double in the presence and gift from the Gods. But what if the twins born in the same heaven turn out to be a boy and a girl? Where in the context of the world they are living in it is but a curse, where the other is the blessed blood grace by the Gods and the latter is titled and claim to be a devil’s son? Would you accept the truth and do whatever it takes to eliminate the cursed blood that ties within it? Or let it all slide and save the cursed child the future foretold and sees as the key to its twin’s death?” “Daniela’s twin.” Kyle whispers in somewhat a curious way through a question that anyone would perceive and thinks about it, yet in reality, i
(LUSTFUL DESIRES) “I PROMISE TO BE BACK FOR YOU, DANIELA.” Fading in a whisper and together with the gentle wind, she opens her eyes as she is left alone and standing without him insight in time and the exact second as the night falls. “I will be waiting.” CRUMPLING his fist as that memory flashes back into his mind. Kyle leans onto the wall as he watches everything unfold in his eyes and where the same jealousy, hate, and anger is claiming his heart now and just like what it is then, seven years ago. “I will be waiting.” “Tsk!” Smirking with all his hate, regret, and dying jealousy, he punches the wall as his anger is overflowin
(RAMIEL’S GATE) “DEATH OR REBIRTH? WHICH ONE WOULD YOU CHOOSE?” With those fainting words that somehow the wind gently delivers towards him. He slowly opens his eyes as the curse and at the same time, the sin that’s in front of him is knocking for a chance for him to let inside. Now to the eerie silence and the door that is wide open in front of him, he decides. “Neither of those two as I will live and will continue until I have what I deserve.” Hearing his reply, the sin that wears the mask of envy and the same one from the past loop and the sixth, by which is he created and works to be embodied. It directs him with gleeful words. “Shall we?” To its hand that gestures a gentle
(THE PLAY) “TAKE THE STEP, AS YOU ALREADY DARE.” Hearing His words is like a mix of a taunting verse and a curse, to begin with. He didn’t show any emotions to his face as he knew and was completely aware, that the price that he needed to pay for the wish that he desperately wanted is the dark truth of who he is. “Now, now, now. Shall I give everything back to you, Ramiel?” With the snap of His hand, a pentagram is drawn and illuminated to where he stands. To the eye that opens and perfectly aligns to where he is, a black swirling light emerges as it twisted and spiraled around him until it completely devours him and whole. Shifting the time into a stance as a different tick can be heard to that present and where his entire subconscious pulled him into. The s
(DARK HEART) “NOW,now, now. Do we have a deal?” Slap with the reality as he now remembers the past and is way beyond the person that he is. Kyle’s eyes dim as he somehow hides them behind the covering of his hair and into the shadow that is created within it. Where he whispers and claims. “Death or reincarnation, I do not have anything of those to choose from the very first place. For I am nothing but, Ramiel.” Giving a dark definition, and more like a puzzling tone added to each word to his name and real identity. He slowly creeps a sinister smile to his face as Yin-Ophiuchus and God amusingly watch him from a distance, knowing that He finally has back the most important chess pieces of his chess. The Queen. “Well, well, well. Shall we continu
(SHARD HEART) WITHa smile and satisfaction, he nods in acceptance to the vow of Envy’s fidelity, as it immediately vanishes into the shadows where he commands to do so. Now looking at the book that falls unto the ground and where the light of the full moon reflected unto the clear glass window of his room, and what makes it visible unlike the other things around him. He picks it up as he read the name and chapter, as he flips it and calls. “Mad Hatter.” Proudly talking that name as the title to himself. He fixes his face by erasing any suspicious things, but more likely the sign of dread and curses of emotions he now has and originally owns. He carefully places the book on the table as he heads outside his room and unto the hallway, passing the silent corridors and unto the room of the Maiden.&n
(NEXT CHAPTER) “NOW, tell me Gennivier. what do you think about Kyle?” Too much of a game, as she feels like she turns into someone who does not deserve Kyle from JK's taunts and words. She quells herself as she could not let JK see a weakness out of her as Kyle is too much of a gift to control her. She looks at the full moon outside as she answers him with rather puzzling thoughts that could leave anyone thinking deeper than they ever did. “Heaven or hell? A God or the Devil himself? I’ll rather have the latter as that one is predictable than those who see themselves pure, but hiding the dreadful dread they come and call as a fun game.” Laughing in a sinister tone as JK is impressed by her answer, yet rather a puzzle he appreciated about her. He drinks his tea as he retorted back with th
(THE CURSE GIRL) “SHOULD I ALSO HAVE A SAY TO THAT?” Caught unexpectedly as she didn’t expect to see him, nor in her wildest dream to know that he is alive, for, after all, she is the one who killed him. Alliah is pin to her place as she witnesses the scene unto the mirror, and like an icicle hitting her with its sharpest point, the mix of emotion is drawing inside her. “Lelouch!” As Chantal calls his name and the butter introduces the Prince of the empire and the one dethrones to the Princess. His hearing somewhat is being blocked as he is having a cold sweat upon looking at the older brother he knew, they both knew that died. “Good morning Chantal.” Holding her stance as she feels like