As the black miasma is no longer a treat, I am back to the books to study for next week’s finals. There’s been a huge uproar about the sudden disappearance of the black miasma. Numerous questions have been thrown left and right how the poisonous gas could disappear overnight. There have been rumours about someone spotting a raging dragon. Others say that it was a miracle of the citizen’s prayers to God. Some say that the miasma might have a limit on how long it could stay in the earth’s atmosphere. Multiple theories has been posted and reported online, but no one was sure what really happened—that it was the Dark Reaper who cleansed the air.I smile to myself as I flip the page of the book that I am reading. For the last three days, I have spent most of my time in the school library, which I rarely do since I get a lot of stares from other students. Before, I would get stares because of my family name, but this time, with my great contribution to the miasma as the head healer, I ha
The weather is cold today so I didn’t really want to go out. I really wouldn’t it it weren’t for the fact that I have errands to run for the demon children; I’d still be in the library. It’s a good thing that it is the weekend so students were allowed to go out. “I want lots and lots of grapes.” Speaking of the three princes, the three stooges are all walking alongside me, invisible to the public’s eyes. “We’re going to buy one.” I say, lowering my head to whisper so passersby won’t think that I am crazy for talking to myself. “What? Why only one?! One box is not enough for someone as great as I!” I almost tripped before looking at him with a flabbergasted expression. “One box!? I’m talking about one pack!” I covered my mouth immediately when I realized I was screaming. I lower my head and cover my face with my hood when I feel eyes looking in my direction. I need to start practicing how to ignore them; otherwise, I might be labelled as a loon. “One pack isn’t enough! Mast
Swarms of flies are gathering everywhere, and it almost seems like theres a black river devouring every edible display on shelves. It is only thanks to Mammon and his aura that I haven’t been swarmed by the flies just yet. Seeing how the flies were buzzing frantically as they hit the shield procured by Mammon almost made Belphegor faint. Amazing. One of the great demon princes is afraid of bugs. “NOOOO!” Speak of the devil. Mammon suddenly screams. I tried to look over to Mammon, but with Belphegor still clinging to me, I had to throw the seventh demon prince over my shoulder just to get him off my back. “Ow! Zarah, that hurts!” I ignore Belphegor’s whining.“What’s wrong?” I ask out of panic, ignoring how Belphegor was clinging to my legs at the time. Mammon responds to me by pointing at the fruit aisle. “They ate all the grapes!” This stupid little bitch. I know that I am cussing a lot in my mind lately, but can you blame me? “This isn’t really the time to be worrying about
After killing the sixth prince, I never imagined it would cost me my life. It no longer matters, as the world has finally come to an end. I am free.I, Zarah, am the last human in the area. There's no point in fighting if I'm going to be alone in the end, regardless of whether I liberate the world from the demons. “Is that it? How boring. I didn’t even get to have my turn to fight.” The seventh prince sighs in disappointment. I can no longer remember which prince among the seven he represents, after all the princes I killed. I even lost track of their names. “Hey, lady. You’re name is Zarah, right? Are we still going to have a brawl or what?” I can hear the impatience in his voice Try to remember, Zarah, which prince is he? I urge myself to recall, but my mind is drawing a blank as much as I try. I am dying, which makes it harder for me to focus. “Hmm? Wow, my brother’s poison is making you go numb. That’s unfortunate. I wanted to have a go with you. I heard that you are really str
When I woke up, I realized that I was back. And I don’t just mean that I am alive. I am back in the past! I felt like I’d been staring at the mirror for a while now. No injuries. No signs of being poisoned. My fingers were complete. It’s like a dream. The only thing that is out of place with my youthful features are my eyes. They are red from crying. The moment I woke up, I immediately rushed downstairs, where I greeted my mother and father. They’re alive and well, and so is my brother. They found it odd that I ran over to them and cried for no reason. Honestly, I was glad that they didn’t ask more questions than I wanted them to.Looking at my hands, I tried manifesting a few of the siphoned skills from the demons that I acquired over the years once again. Nothing. Great. I guess that the demon prince wasn’t kidding when he said that he'd take away all of my accumulated abilities over the years.And there were a lot of them! Good ones at that. I sighed as I stared at my pa
“Where are you going?” Logan asks as soon as I come out of my room wearing a shirt and some jeans. He sits on a couch and eats some ice cream while scrolling through social media.“Outside?” I suggested and cocks an eyebrow at him. “Why aren’t you at the training grounds yet?”He sighs. “Holiday. Nothing I can do about it.” He finishes the rest of his ice cream before studying me again with a curious look. “Seriously, Zarah. Where are you going?”I purse my lips as I debate whether I should tell him or not. I just remembered something from my past. Something I find irrelevant, but I have to deal with it right now, so it won’t become a problem.Also, I wanted revenge for what happened in the past. Again, it’s pretty minuscule compared to what I will face in the future, but getting back at your cheating boyfriend is something that I don’t want to throw out.“I’m going to see Kain,” I answer.Logan suddenly has a teasing grin on his face. “I see. Well finally. It’s about time you two wou
I glance at my clock. It is about 10 pm now, and I am still awake. I wasn’t planning to sleep just yet. What I plan to do right now is to hunt. I need to siphon a talent that I would have to show as my own. If I don’t have a talent, I doubt that my parents would take me seriously as a huntress. I’m not sure what type of demons are lurking in the city at this hour, but I just hope that there are some valuable demons out there. My siphon is a little tricky. It can only absorb talent from a demon with unique abilities. Thankfully, I already have one in mind. It’s not the talent that I plan to showcase as my own, but it would assist me in future events. There have been rumors about a woman behind the abandoned theaters who would randomly tell someone the date of their death. But the woman only appears when she wants to. Sometimes, she does not appear at all. It is a long shot, but I figure she must be a demon if all she can see is death.Nonetheless, it would not hurt to dig more into
The familiar sensation of awakening my talent surges all over my body. And the feeling of gaining a new power inflicts me with pain as my body is trying to get accustomed to the magic. And soon, it’s over. The magic transfer is complete. I now have the gift of foresight. Good. But now comes the next question. Should I hunt for more demons? I look at my phone. It’s already almost 11 p.m. Crap. If only the foresight demon wasn't so far away, then maybe I would have more time to hunt more demons. Come to think of it, I wonder if there are any demons nearby that I can kill to make this day satisfying? As if my new gift of foresight was answering my question, images started to enter my mind. I see a convenience store that seems to be nearby. Then, a familiar man exits it with a can of soda in hand. It took me a while to realize that it’s the driver from before. That’s odd. Why is the vision showing me this? I watch patiently as the driver drinks the whole can of soda and heads for