CHAPTER TWELVE 'Seven days'

“What are you going to do in Keitan anyway? You didn't tell me.”

“Actually.. I'm going to see my old friend of mine.”

Violet sighed.

The memory she gave Lance was happy and kind. If she tainted it by being too arrogant and unkind, he could see through her illusion. So for now, she had to play the role of his lover all too well.

“Which old friend is that?”

“I did her a favour before and she asked me to come over so she can return the favour.”

Lance smiled, “Alright. I'll escort you there—”

“—There's no need for that, Lance.” She interupted, running her fingers through his chest. “I'll be back in no time.”

Lance nodded hesitantly, “How long before you come back?”

“Seven days.”

“SEVEN DAYS?! Do you want me to die?”

“Stop exaggerating Lance, seven days isn't a lot. I'm just going to catch up with my friend and have a little fun, you can also have some fun while you're here.”

“I still don't get why I can't join you.”

Violet sighed, resisting the urge to yell at him to stop being clingy.

“Look Lance, I'll be back before you know it so..”

Lance threw his arms around Violet, hugging her tightly.

“Please come back quickly.”

Violet froze. She hugged him back hesitantly.

“I love you, Xenia.”

Right. He recognized her as Xenia.

Violet pulled away from the hug and walked out the door and out of the inn.

She exhaled and passed the border between Lagsu district and Keitan and she was immediately gathered by multiple guards.

“Who are you?!”

Violet held out her token. The one from the killers association and she was let go off.

Then another guard approached with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

“Follow me first, my master asked that I bring you to him.”

“Who is your master?”

“Poison. I'm sure you're acquainted with him by now—”

“—NO. This time, I'm on a trip to meet Mistress Azarael.”

“Please come with me first, miss.” The guard bowed, taking a closer step towards her.

“No.”

The guard lifted his head. “Then I'll have no choice than to take you with me by force!”

He grabbed Violet by the arm and tried to move her, but he couldn't.

He was weak, compared to her and he did not like that.

“Witch, what trick are you playing on me?” He tightened his fist around her wrist and she sighed irritatedly, flinging it away without effort.

“Go back to your master and tell him that I have no business with him, good day.”

Violet turned to leave and the guard clenched his fist tightly, embarrassed by what just happened. How could a little girl make him look so weak in the presence of other colleagues. If he didn't redeem his image, he'd be shamed.

So he pulled out a knife from his pocket and threw it towards her.

However before it could hit her, it stopped in the air, then made a 'Clang' sound as it fell.

The guard eyes widened as he saw Poison appear in front of him, glaring at him.

He immediately went on his knees, “Master!—”

Violet turned around and came face to face with Poison who had a look of dread in his face.

“Y-you're not Violet,” he stuttered, staring down as he clenched his fist.

“That's right.” Violet said, “She died in the hands of the leader of star clan's son, Alaric.”

Poison eyes widened and Violet took a step forward, not hiding her laughter.

“Guess how he killed her?”

Poison eyes twitched.

“He dug a hole in her chest and pulled out her heart with his bare hands.”

Poison eyes watered, “I'm sorry.”

“Violet wanted to save you so you don't owe her anything. Also stay out of my way from now on, if you don't want a taste of my dark side.”

“I left to get back up. I intend to leave her behind.”

Violet chuckled, “It's too late. She's dead.”

“No.. you're Violet. You're not dead.”

“Don't speak of what you do not know.” She hissed, “Violet wouldn't like if you mistook her for someone else.”

Poison sighed, “Only a freak like you would come up with something so cheesy.”

Violet turned, taking in the amused expression of Poison's face.

“What? Why are you really here?”

“Rumours of the star clan chief have spread throughout the world. It is said that he was killed by magic that was left unsealed in the librarary. I knew something was fishy so I investigated the case and found out that you suddenly harboured some power that made you flee star rock so easily. If not for the god's power in you, you'd long be dead.”

“So you admit, you didn't have any intention of saving me.”

“I wanted to but the risks outweighed the advantage so—”

“— you didn't even try!” Violet snapped. 

Poison pursed his lips.

“I am right now! I know about the power running through your veins this instant, it makes you crave pleasure so you're on a quest to consume a powerful mortal's energy. Someone like Azarael.”

Violet lips parted and she stared Poison in the eyes.

“How do you know that? What are you planning?!”

“The history of Xenia isn't hard to guess. She was a weak god, her power can easily be manipulated to fit any craft.”

Poison snatched Violet's hands and held it, his smouldering greens melting into her Violet's one.

“If you, the holder of your this energy can't control it, what will happen when you attempt to consume energy outside of you!”

Violet attempted to pull her hand away but Poison held it against his chest, keeping it there.

“Inhale!”

Violet frowned but when she saw that Poison closed his eyes, she closed her eyes too, inhaling.

Her heightened senses immediately perceived the movement of his heart beat.

She gasped as the rhythm of the beat fastened under her fingers. It was beating too loudly, driving her insane. She tried to move her hands away but Poison held it there, his eyes closed.

“That's my heartbeat. It's not sounding too loudly, you just can't control your heightened sensitivity.” He opened his eyes and let go of her hsnds, staring at her coldly.

Violet snatched her hand away and turned to leave,

“You don't have a heart, Violet. If you gather energy that isn't yours, it'll suck your soul away.”

Violet stopped in her steps and scoffed, “How dare you?! I'm Xenia, the god that grants freedom.”

“That's where you're mistaken.” Poison muttered, “You're a deity. You haven't ascended to your true form of god.”

“How would you know that?”

“I'm a god.”

Poison closed his eyes and Violet felt light-headed. She looked at Poison and her eyes widened when she felt his energy. He was truly a god but not in his full form.

Her eyes widened when she realized he was really familiar but she didn't remember where she knew him from. 

“Hey!” She said, walking towards him. “Which God are you? I swear I know you but I don't remember..”

Poison cracked a smile.

“You overrate yourself but you can't remember the simplest thing.”

Poison turned to leave but Violet interwinged their fingers, walking next to him. “I promise it's because I've been asleep for many years, please tell me who you are.”

“Let go of me.”

Violet grinned and let go of his hand. “Your energy feels peaceful. It's no wonder I feel a sense of calm near you. I promise I don't mean anything else.”

“If that's true, release the kind boy you kidnapped from Star rock.”

Violet bit her lip and her pale cheeks flushed.

“H-how do you know that?”

“I'm a god unlike you so of course, I know everything.”

“Wait,” Violet grabbed his wrist and stood in front of him, gazing into his dreamy eyes. “You're not a god now. Although your essence is there, you..”

“Fine, I'll tell you.” He said with a small smile, “I volunteered to reincarnate in this world for vengeance.”

“What does that mean?”

“I can't talk here..”

“Then I'll follow you.”

“Unfortunately, I do not accept strangers in my humble abode, much less a female in heat.”

Violet eyes widened and she looked around them. Fortunately, the guards didn't seem to be listening to their conversation.

She groaned and grabbed Poison's hand, “Come on! I have a lot of questions for you. Why did you become a killer and you're the one who stopped me from devouring Azarael's energy, I need to find a way to become normal again.”

Poison turned and started walking away and his guard started walking by his side.

Violet smiled as he walked away.

When she entwined their hands, she already perceived his scent so she could find him whenever she wanted. She walked past the guards and headed back to Lagsu where Lance was probably waiting.

When she arrived back at the inn and in their room, Lance was waiting by the door with puppy eyes.Violet sighed, irritated. 

“It was nice having fun with you Lance but now.. I think I've had enough of you. I'm going to meet a real god who's going to help me solve my crisis.”

Before Lance could say anything, Violet waved a hand at him, taking back the memories she implanted in his brain.

After she was done, she summoned a silver and threw it towards Lance who was on the floor in confusion. As Violet turned to leave, she was suddenly grabbed by Lance.

A small cry escaped her lips as she was easily tossed on the bed. 

“Hslp!” She cried as Lance got on top of her. His stormy blue eyes filled with rage and desire. Something she'd once seen in Baddley's eyes.

She shuddered, trying to push him off but all efforts proved futile.

She was confused. She was a deity if not a god, how could a mortal overpower her so easily?

Lance's lips dived in between the space in her chest. Immediately, the feeling of disgust replaced with hunger. She arched her back, giving Lance more room.

He pulled down her top and started sucking her boobs.

Violet let out a cry and parted her thighs as Lance's lips caught her swollen sensitive boobs in his mouth.

“Oh yes!” She cried as his tongue slid down, over her chest and down to her stomach.

But then.. Lance froze above her and was suddenly flung onto the ground by a shrill energy.

Violet turned to the side and gasped when she saw Poison staring at her coldly. The venom in his eyes tasted cold and it almost brought her to her knees.

Violet pulled up her top and fixed the whip around her waist, not taking her eyes off him the entire time.

“Poison,” She stood in front of him calmly, “W—what are you doing here and why are you here?”

“Are you alright?” He asked.

“Uhm.. did you come here to ask me that? I was in the middle of—”

“—That, is assault, Violet.” He said gently. “You didn't want it.”

Violet stared at his green warm eyes, stunned.

“B-but I-i eventually.. wanted it.”

Poison sighed, “You're so vulnerable. Thank goodness I decided to check on what you were doing.”

“A-actually, I had everything under control. I'm Xenia, how could I be so weak. I wanted to have sex so I—”

“—Shut up.” He interupted walking towards Lance who was laying, unconscious on the ground.

“Desire is one thing gods and mortals must be clear about.”

Poison arched his neck as he blew softly in the air. “You gave him the strongest memory. Sexual desire. When you tried to remove the memory, you forgot to clear his head to his actual memory. So the sexual memory you gave him became more intense and he became addicted to wanting to pleasure you, with or without consent.”

Violet pursed her lips. He had her all figured.

“You don't remember to how use your powers, Violet. Even if you do, I'm afraid your powers are no longer yours. In order to make full potential of it, Baddley had used sex to make even more powerful magic. That's not usually your style.”

Poison turned and stared Violet from head to toe, “What will you do about that now?”