"Speak," Daemon commanded the moment he left the room.Mighell was breathless. His black hair was messy from running against the wind. "The people are protesting. They want you to abdicate your throne to the Tenth Lord, Gregory," Daemon scoffed. "Gregory again. Seems like he wants things the hard way," Gregory the Tenth Demon lord has been making endless troubles for him ever since the day he sat upon the grand golden throne. He was also against Daemon, trying to win the people's trust and respect to topple him over and take his throne as the new emperor. Gregory has to be eliminated. But how? If he simply kill Gregory, all his subordinates who are dead loyal to him and the people will not be convinced. They will start a riot. He needed a change of power. Although ruthless and powerful, he didn't have enough talented people working for him. Stress caught up on him as he buried his face into his palms and sighed. There was so much to do, so much and ..... he realised he was runni
FLASHBACK Five years ago. "Please help me, sir. Please give us some food," the refugees begged pitifully. Some of there were on their knees, kneeling and bowing down to Gregory, the Tenth demon lord. He sat cockily on his luxurious chair with his head held high up and one leg crossed over the other. "Guards, throw all these filthy refugees out. If any resists, kill them on spot.""Yes , sir!" The guards forcefully dragged the refugees away. They beat up the ones who refused to go. They kicked a pregnant woman, causing her to miscarriage. It caused a huge commotion. But the guards showed no pity to the crying woman who now lost her baby. They continue to drag her away as she bleed. Daemon arrived and saw the scene. "How bold of you to treat the refugees like trash! Do you know what crime you have committed!?" Daemon was angry. Mighell stood by his side. "Crime? Oh! It's your majesty The Demon Emperor. Sorry for not greeting you earlier," Gregory pretended to be polite. But his wick
"Then let's pay The Dark Lord a visit," Daemon said. He fiddled with a knife while thinking. He needed to do something, something to show his victory over Gregory. Since Gregory wants to win the support of the north demon lords, fine. He'll beat him to them first. Anything that Gregory wants he will take it first. He'll be sure to piss that motherfucker to death. Mighell stood in front of him, scratching his head. "Are you sure, my lord?" He was hesitant. "Why are you so scared of him?" He glanced at Mighell who had a timid look. Mighell was never one to be timid. He was Daemon's most capable assistant and right hand man. He had a fairly high position which gives him fame, status and power equivalent to a lord. "My lord! That man is really scary. I couldn't bring myself to meet him. Let alone talk with him," Mighell lowered his voice on the last part of his words, afraid to disappoint Daemon more. That scary, huh? He wondered. He must have a reputation that caused fear to everyon
"The Dark Lord is a ruthless and cruel man, your majesty. Do you want to meet him? You have to be careful at all times," Fayes said with concern in his voice. Daemon studied Fayes. Everyone would be waiting for him to get killed or hurt in some ways. None would tell him to be careful. But Fayes ....... The man was either good at pretending or was really sincere. Who knows, Daemon thought. This world was really sinister and no one could be trusted. "Yes. I 'must' meet him," he answered. He had decided to return Fayes' mother to him. With a snap of a finger, two guards arrived escorting an elderly woman. The moment she saw Fayes and Fayes saw her, they ran and embraced each other. It was like both mother and son haven't seen each other in years but still remembered what the other look like. Daemon smiled mentally. It was something touching that could make him smile. It reminded him of his late mother. Having a mother was a treasure he could never have in his life. To him, his mother
Everyone bowed down low and stared at the dirt ground as a man with a teenage girl by his side walked through. A few soldiers wearing black clothes and metal masks that covered their faces, leaving only the eyes to be seen, followed behind with their chests up in pride. The man made his way to the metal mines and inspected them. Soon afterwards, his face cringed in disgust and anger. Something had caught his attention. "Master, we are inspecting the mines. What's wrong with it?" The girl looked up at her master with her lips pouted in annoyance. He was ignoring her and had been ignoring her the whole day! Harvey observed the mines and noticed some mistakes. The wastewater wasn't disposed properly which could lead to polluting the rivers and lakes. The rivers and lakes were the water resources for the people living around the area."Who is responsible for this?" He demanded. All the workers looked down and gulped with fear. A man began to tremble with beads of sweat dripping from hi
"I want you to do something for me," Daemon said. Black Dagger nodded. It was night time and the room they were in was dimly lighted by a few candles on the chandelier hanging above. They were the only ones in the room, and though it might seem suspicious to have a man and woman in a room, Black Dagger didn't care one bit. She was emotionless like a living dead. There was no one around. It was eerily quiet. But little did they know that there was someone eavesdropping on them. Not far behind the door stood a man. He leaned his head toward the door, trying to make out what their words. He was quiet and careful not to make a sound. He watched from the tiny slit in the door as Daemon gave something to Black Dagger. She accepted it. From the distance to where the man hid, the item looked like a scroll or a cylindrical object. Suspicion built up inside the man as he wondered what were they doing in the middle of the night behind closed doors , in a room all alone. "Finish it," Daemon p
"I won't," Victoria said, hugging the quilt tightly. She wasn't going to get up like what he wanted. She wanted to piss him off to satisfy her anger. And it was working, alright. She took a look at his face and confirm he was getting angry. She don't care if he kills her. She was already his prisoner with no way to escape. The security here was so tight. "I said, Get. Up. " His voice was serious with a murderous aura. But she didn't budge. Instead she stared at him, challenging him head on. Fine, he sighed. He approached her and push her with force on the bed, thus throwing her to the other side of the bed. The bed was quite big for about two or three people to sleep together. He then proceeded to lie down on the bed in the spot where she once was. "Hey! You!" She started to say but then realized it was no use arguing with an asshole jerk head like him. She put her hands on her hips in anger and decided to get off the bed. Fine! He won! Again! She will not sleep beside him. She mo
Yes, she feared him. That's for sure. He always meant what he said. At this moment, she didn't dare to go against him. She still has her mission to complete, to find her brother. So staying alive and keeping her head on her shoulders or her virginity was very important to her. Daemon knew how she felt as he saw the fear flashing in her eyes. Good, he was satisfied that she was scared of him. He was sure he had installed fear in her. Now he was sure she'll be obedient like the good little girl she is and not disturb his sleep any longer. He turned away from her and face the ceiling instead, closing his eyes slowly. But she wasn't finish with him. Rape her? Oh, no, no , no. That was not going to happen. She had to make her stand or he'll think it is easy to throw her around and force her to do things against her will. She was a human for Christ's sake! A living human! He can't bully her or treat her like thrash. And she doesn't care whether he knows what it is like to be a human or no