Chapter: 11.******Time in Shivvara passes quickly, and it would take many blood moons before Azazel could meet his father's face. Feziam, the illegitimate son of Yidis, took over the Devildom after Yidis relinquished his rule. Yidis, knowing that Obenis had defeated him, became a broken god who shamelessly caused chaos within the lands of Shivvara. When he could no longer bear his shame, he went down to Earth and spent several years wandering before he met Feziam's mother, a young witch named Azzamu, on one of her walks.She gave him a son, and Yidis's heart was soothed once again. Thrilled by the birth of his son, Yidis promised the witch that her son would rule over Shivvara on her dying bed. Feziam became the ruler by Yidis's words, and all Shivvaraians respected the demi-witch. However, after having his sons, Feziam became weary of the throne. Neither Azazel, his first son, nor Felix, his second, cared about taking over the throne of skulls from their father. They were content w
Chapter: 12.******Logan sat waiting in the dark room, his fingers drumming along the tabletop in a repetitive beat as his eyes darted around the bare walls. His body was rigid with tension, and his breath came out harshly as he tried to control it. He looked like an animal trapped in some kind of cage, waiting for a predator to come and feed on him. The air was thick with the scent of bleach and sweat, which only added to Logan's already foul mood. The small space felt claustrophobic. His heart pounded loudly in his chest, threatening to break through his ribs and burst from his mouth. Sweat dripped down his temple, pooling on the wooden table beneath his fingers and staining the wood grain. It was cold in the room, almost frigid, but Logan didn't mind so much.He was in a state of shock. He couldn't believe that he was a suspect in the death of his co-officer, Steven Martins. As a detective, he had seen his fair share of crime scenes, but this was different. It was personal.He had
Chapter: 13.******As Christopher stepped into his apartment, the dull, dim lighting seemed to add heaviness to the atmosphere. The weight of the information he had just received clung to him like a heavy cloak. It had been a long and tiring day, filled with unexpected twists and turns. He closed the door behind him, trying to shut out the outside world for a moment of solace.The apartment was small and cluttered, with boxes stacked haphazardly against the walls. Christopher's gaze drifted towards a worn-out couch, with faded and threadbare cushions, which served as a testament to the years of use and neglect. A sense of weariness washed over him as he surveyed the disarray that seemed to mirror his own chaotic thoughts.Sighing deeply, he walked to the lone window in the room. The city lights sparkled in the distance, their glow creating a surreal atmosphere. It was as if a separate world existed beyond the confines of his humble abode. Christopher leaned against the windowsill, hi
Chapter: 14******Another buzzing notification jolted him back to reality, and he glanced down at his phone. With a frown, he dialed the number."Hey, Casey," he said into the receiver and waited, hearing muffled voices on the other line."Chris?" came a familiar voice. "What's up?""I need you to do me a favor.""Okay. Go ahead," she replied."I need you to look into someone for me," he sighed before continuing. "I think I've found someone who can lead us to the BloodGate. His name is Detective Logan O'Brien. I had him interrogated for Steven Martin's death, and I now know for a fact that he didn't kill the man," he added, not waiting for her response. "I need you to run a comprehensive background check on him. I want to know everything about him, from what time he wakes up to what he eats for breakfast every morning. I also need a list of everyone he interacts with." He paused, hoping she wouldn't interrupt him. When he heard nothing, he continued, "Do you understand?""I can do th
Chapter: 15******The sound of his alarm going off jolted the sleeping man awake. Christopher nearly stumbled out of the desk he had fallen asleep on, quickly getting to his feet and looking around the room as if it were unfamiliar territory. Curse his dreams, always sending him down bitter memory lanes.Rubbing his tired eyes, Christopher tried to shake off the remnants of his dream. The room was dimly lit, with flickers of sunlight seeping through the blinds. It was clear that he had once again neglected his physical and mental well-being, consumed by his thoughts.As he stood up from the desk, Christopher couldn't help but feel a heaviness in his chest. The bitterness of his memories lingered, reminding him of unanswered questions and unresolved conflicts. The dream had only amplified those feelings, leaving him unsettled and on edge.The sound of footsteps outside his apartment door caught his attention. He knew it was Zyter, his friend who always tried to guide him back onto the
Chapter: 16******"Hey," Zyter called out when he noticed that they had taken the left route leading to the main buildings. "Aren't you going the wrong way?" he asked. "The car park is that way!""No, I need to speak with Casey," Christopher replied."Casey?" Zyter asked. "Why?""I gave her an assignment," Christopher explained."What have you found?""A link, maybe even greater than that," Christopher hinted."What do you mean? What are you not telling me?!" Zyter charged."Remember the detective I was called in to interrogate?""Yes?""He mentioned the name Azazel," Christopher revealed."How did he come across that name?""That's what I would like to find out myself," Christopher admitted."You think-" Zyter began, but trailed off when Christopher nodded."Yeah, I think he knows how to get us to the Blood Gate and, even better, lead me to Azazel.""Lead us," Zyter corrected with an eye roll. "Sounds dangerous.""We live in a dangerous world," Christopher replied."What do you plan
Chapter: 17******The next morning, Christopher woke up with unwavering determination. He needed to get closer to Logan discreetly, without alerting anyone to his true intentions. He decided to leverage his connections in law enforcement, using his badge as an excuse to seek Logan's assistance on a case. This was the perfect opportunity for him to gather more information on the man he was about to confront. He knew it would work, but he had to be careful not to tip off Logan that something was going on. The situation required delicate handling. Logan was an intelligent man, with a good grasp of people, his powers, and his surroundings. If they were to ever meet, Chris did not want Logan to figure out anything, as he would surely know that Chris was onto him.Chris had always prided himself on his ability to read people, to decipher their thoughts with a simple glance. But Logan was different. He was an enigma, a puzzle waiting to be solved. Christopher knew that to crack the code of
Chapter: 18******Soft moans broke the stillness of the night as the half-naked man tossed and turned in his bed. His lips parted, whispering unintelligible words. His eyelids fluttered like a moth caught by the candlelight, while his body shivered with a mix of pleasure and pain. Each breath he took felt heavy, laden with desire and longing. He could sense a presence in his room, their scent rising wickedly, filling his senses and threatening to drive him mad with lust. The moon shone through his bedroom window, casting an eerie glow across his bare skin. He craved them, needed them. They were more than just shadows and darkness. They were his constant companions, and he belonged to them."You are so beautiful, my love," voices washed over him, spreading warmth deep inside. Their touch on his skin, the gentle caress of their lips against his cheeks, whispered sweet nothings into his ear. Soft kisses made his toes curl as their hands teasingly roamed his body, exploring every inch of