Lahat ng Kabanata ng A God’s Tale: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

The psychopathic lord leaned back in his chair, lighting a cigarette as fought to calm his rising temper. The girl had infuriated him when she ran, managing to wilfully escape a whole army of trained men; adept in battle. And yet, she avoided them; managing to make it to a watchtower. The little princess had warned the whole dimension of Darkous’ presence, giving Atlas and her brothers a chance to escape; to flee like cowards. He growled lightly when he heard her move in the cage, once again forcing his mood to soften as he turned to look at her; his mechanical white eyes lifeless. She curled into a tight ball on her side, her relentless cries continuing.Shaking his head in annoyance, Darkous took a draw of his cigarette; watching as her shoulders shook with each whimper that escaped her lips. The young immortal deserved a night in the cage, her defiance only worsening with each day that passed. He began wonder if sending her to Dorian would fix that, diminish the last

The lord of hell snarled lightly, storming towards her as she shuffled across the floor. He grabbed the little girl by the waist, lifting her from the ground as she kicked and screamed; slamming her elbows into his stomach. The demon within him stirred towards the surface, growling in fury. How dare the girl fight back, hit him. The psychopathic lord had intended on causing her the least amount of pain possible, while still causing her to pass out. Only now, he wanted to make her suffer; wail in pure and undivided agony.“You want to suffer? Is that it? Instead of having help?” Darkous questioned harshly, smashing her small frame into the ground.“No! Please just stop!” The immortal girl yelled, crashing onto her stomach as she plummeted into the rough black carpet; blinking back tears.“I am trying to fucking help you!” The lord of hell screamed in anger, viciously gripping the girl’s ankle.Darkous lifted his ni

The princess listened carefully to what they were saying, her fear preventing her from moving; from informing the dark lord that she had woken. She remembered him throwing her across the living room and slamming into the cage, but then everything went blank; a dull throbbing remaining in the back of her head. Suspecting what had happened, Elika chose to lie silently in the metal contraption; not wanting to draw any unwanted attention towards her. Darkous was speaking to another man about her, his older brother; the one the ancient texts had told her about. Hades sat on one of the couches, smoking just as the dark lord did; his eyes a deep black. She moved slightly when her side began to ache, curling into a tighter ball as she sighed deeply; keeping up her pretence of being asleep. Her mind racing with questions, why did Hades want to take her to his lab? What did he want from her? Would the dark lord send her to the feral immortal because she was unable to sleep? Because she fought

Elika’s violet eyes shifted between her uncles, her mind racing; how did Darkous know so much about her mother? Things that the princess and her brothers had never been told, never even hears stories of. She watched silently as the dark lord slowly rose back to his feet, once against towering over her small frame; his mechanical white eyes locked onto her. She did not believe that her mother was a coward, but that she ran from battles as a strategy; using her abilities to heal Elika’s brothers and father when they were injured. If her mother died in battle, their would be no one to deal the wounded. But none of that mattered anymore as the dark lord had killed her brutally and their was no coming back for her mother now. “I do know a lot yes, but I will not reveal how I know so much.” Darkous muttered, a small smile appearing on the corners of his face. Hades bobbed his head as he turned his attention towards Elika, his raven black eyes locked onto her. “So, how has

e took a step towards the cowering soldier, his demonic yellow eyes ablaze with anger. “Why did you hesitate? I thought you were the one of Darkous best.” Dorian snarled, tilting his head as he took another step towards him.Elika remained where she stood, watching as the soldier backed away; his gunmetal blue eyes coated with uncertainty and apprehension. She feared what would happen to the soldier, what the penalty would be for hesitating in a battle; failing to carryout orders. Taking a long breath, the princess edges backwards, scanning the vast fields around her for any survivors as the battle slowly came to a halt; silently pleading that at least handful of the people escaped. Somehow eluding the deadly clutches of Dorians taskforce as they searched tirelessly for any survivors, disposing of them with great care.The feral immortal snapped his head towards Elika as she retreated back, her bare foot recklessly breaking a small twig