Chào các bạn! Vì nhiều lý do từ nay Truyen2U chính thức đổi tên là Truyen247.Pro. Mong các bạn tiếp tục ủng hộ truy cập tên miền mới này nhé! Mãi yêu... ♥

2

When Laxus finally came to, those horrible images he had witnessed came flooding back to him. Drowning in nightmares, he gasped for air. After a few desperate breaths, he finally calmed down enough to take in his surroundings. He noticed a square of runes on the ground around him. He reached out his arm and the runes came shooting up, forming a glowing cage and singeing his hand upon contact. "Shit, that actually hurt!" he complained.

A deep, slow chuckle sounded in response to his pain. Laxus looked up to see the same demon he had glimpsed earlier. The creature was sitting on a throne and wearing an expression like that of a cat playing with a mouse.

Laxus swallowed his fear and stood up, locking eyes with the creature before him. "Demon! I have been sent here by my king to vanquish you once and for all," his voice resonated clearly and loudly through the castle.

"Is that so? And how is that going for you?" The creature retorted with a smirk. "You have no magic and can't leave that square. You will be my plaything until you rot or until I grow bored of you." His voice was gravelly and distorted. Whatever this creature was he did not look or sound human. Laxus recalled some of the old wives' tales he'd heard about people who'd had their souls stolen and wondered if this was what they turned into.

Laxus' eye twitched slightly with anger at being belittled by the demon. "I'll find a way out," he declared with cool arrogance, though he knew deep down that the odds were not in his favour. "And when I do, watch out. I'm going to make sure that you never terrorize any humans again."

The demon chuckled at Laxus' baseless optimism, a horrible sound that somehow resembled that of breaking glass. "Whatever you say... hero," the last word was dripping with so much venom that Laxus shuddered involuntarily.

Growing bored of Laxus, the demon turned and left up the staircase. Long green hair and a cape adorned with stars flowed behind him. Laxus could imagine children wishing upon stars at night only for this demon to pluck those stars out of the sky and wear those shattered dreams.

"Hey! Come back here!" Laxus called into the empty space where the demon had been. He was alone, with only the terrified faces frozen in the stained glass to keep him company.

Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro