An identical pair of glowing green eyes met hers and the next moment she knew, Maleficent was now engulfed with a bone-crashing hug from her father, who lifted her up like she weighed nothing at all.
An ‘oomph’ sound escaped from her lips, which was yet to be brushed, so she immediately closed her mouth, too conscious with her father.
Cent was about to open her lips to tell her father about breakfast and the fangirling zombie at her back when Gukasho interrupted their mini-reunion by faking a cough. “Your Grace, I think it is best to great the headmaster and to let Lady Maleficent change her clothes.” His fist-sized eyes scanned Maleficent from head to toe before shifting his judging eyes to her father. Her father followed suit and looked at her hobo pajamas, which almost made her wince from embarrassment. “Hmm. Yes, I better do that.” He nodded towards Gukasho before looking back at her with a smile as he ruffled the bird’
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The murmuring of the people and the guests seized as all heavy stares pinned on one being. With strides that elicited a ‘tic tac’ sound onto the cobblestones and the fluttering shade of red and black butterflies around her softly flowing loose strands of hair, a horned being identical to the one who was sitting right at the Demon King’s seat strode towards the two-story tent with opened balcony wherein her father was sitting languidly.Clad in her usual black-colored knightly uniform and a red cape that Gukasho insisted for her to wear for this event, Maleficent the Glutton looked as much as noble as her father. No one would know that she was sporting a clammy pair of hands.Fucking perfect.Though Cent relished the idea that she was the beloved daughter of Grand Duke Beelzebub the Glutton, she was still not used to this kind of attention. Being a Halfling was something that she
Headmaster Kirk was also known as the Kraken that could devour islands and coasts in one go when he was crossed by the creators of the world or even by the proud demon king and angels. He was a strong beast that was feared especially in the ocean where Krakens usually lived. He was the last of his kind when the grand duke of the Nether World went on a killing spree when he lost his wife. That made him the best candidate as the headmaster of Transylvania Academy wherein it was neutral territory. And now, he was standing on the floating podium as he gave his welcoming speech. “Welcome to our Tri-World Tournament that is held every ten years! Every once in a decade, the gates that separate the three worlds unite to strengthen the harmony of peace among us. I am pleased to announce that we are doing that starting today until the end of this month – no boundaries that are forbidden to cross, no animosity among the blood enemies, just magic!”
The catgirl, who was standing atop a small flying podium, followed the events of the golem race. Announcing every trivial detail that could be seen from the gigantic monitor hovering above the empty arena, every eye from the bleachers was now fixated on the happening of the participants that were dashing towards the Forsaken Lands wherein the Forest of Lamentation could be found. Gasps and cheers occasionally resonated from the bleachers unlike the beings from the tents of the royalties. Maleficent placed her chin atop the back of her right palm as her right elbow was placed on the armrest. Her glowing green eyes scanned the surrounding tents and their tent as well, she could only think of one thing – disinterest. The royalties from the three worlds were not the slightest interested even when most of the heirs of the royals from the three worlds joined the competition. Cent saw the royalties from the ambivalent and they were only talking w
Get the fuck up, Merlin! Or I swear I will let Hunger and my slaughter butterflies have you as their dinner! Black painted nails dug against the armrests of Maleficent’s chair. Though calm and devoid of any emotion from her face and collected façade, her anger was reaching its limit within her. The shadows inside her trembled to the point wherein she could feel the fluttering of her slaughter butterflies that were loitering around the floating island. Cent also felt the distress signal of Hunger, asking her unconscious mind on what to do with the being riding him all of a sudden which was not part of the plan. She knew that Hunger was suppressing his desire to unleash his real form and chew Damon, who was now riding her familiar – leaving the stumbling Merlin without any golem to race. Cent closed her eyes for a second, her mind calling the slaughter butterflies within the vicinity of the Forsaken Land. On cue, she felt the flutte
“We have this hall and we stuck by that weird canteen?” Cent wandered her onyx-colored eyes around her and was dazzled by the extravagance of the dining area where the headmaster led them.And by them, it means, the royalties and the participants.Five long ebony tables lined with lavish foods prepared already. The flying piglets with their freaking small wings loitered around the grand hall made her think that they were supposed to be on the plates rather than carrying the trays. Chandeliers made of gemstones hung above them and a fucking orchestra played in the background which made her wince. She did not like these kinds of things.Matilda snorted. “Sometimes I wonder, girlie if you are really a student in Transylvania Academy.” The dry tone of Matilda’s voice to
“You want to join the party, son of Michael the Loyal?” The mockery laced upon the voice of the man hovering above Cent dripped like honey amidst the blanket of darkness. The glowing embers of crimson hue gleamed towards the angel, who was standing a few feet away from them. On instinct, Cent followed the scalding gaze of Damon and she almost flinched when her glowing emerald eyes met a chilling pair of gray orbs.Damn, Apollo Sky! What are doing here? Ruining my plan?After Merlin summoned the corpses within the Forsaken Land, which was quite a lot, his other attribute was revealed—barrier magic. Wizards and witches were born with two types of magic—the innate magic and the creation magic. The innate magic was the magic with them right after they were born, while the creation magic was the type to manifest using powerful will and desire to create something out of nothing.
The sound of a palm hitting a cheek resounded inside the empty halls of the pristine building. The roar of the thunderclap muted the ensuing festivities outside the prestigious Transylvania Academy along with the bolt of lightning that lightened up the darkened room, wherein two figures loomed against each other—the first one was kneeling before the other party. It was a common scenario for those who were standing behind the grand doors of the room wherein the two people were confined to ‘talk’.“I told you to win! Is it that hard to do? You are my son! Doing this should be easy, yet you lose to someone with unknown origins, you pathetic son of mine!” A clean-cut silver hair glinted against the zap of light from the single bolt of lightning. With his wide back against the windowpanes, his gray eyes were the only thing that glowed against his darkened silhouette along with his silver hair.Michael
“How quaint,” said Maleficent. A set of emerald orbs glowed against the moonlight sheen as a couple of butterflies withdrew from her arms. Droplets of blood trickled down her hands as she stood up and strode towards the balcony of her room.Because for once, the moon will be seen outside my balcony. The presence of the thick cluster of clouds followed by thunderclaps and zaps of bolts of lightning was not hovering the Forsaken Lands – thanks toClad in her chemise that fell right into her ankles, her bare feet trudged against the carpeted floor. The moment she stepped foot outside the balcony a zap of a bolt of lightning illuminated the darkened balcony for a split second, a pair of albino red eyes met her glowing green ones – this elicited a sweet smile from Maleficent.“Hmmm.” Tilting her head, she crossed her arms before her. “Congratulations on winning the first round. You are ind