Emotions...

They poison the heart and the mind. I should never have them. I should never feel them for I will experience pain that can lead to my self-destruction.

I was the purest among my kind and it must stay that way forever. No one can compare to the pureness that I possess. Not even the Queen of Ancients nor the King of this race can stand beside me because I was far more valuable than them.

But how can I battle with the corrupting agents that now surrounded me? How can I remain in peace with the various stimuli trying to break what I have been vigilantly preserving?

And more importantly, where was I?

This was not the royal castle. I was not in the sanctuary of my room and the people who I was seeing now were new to my eyes. Who were they? Where were the garments that protected my skin from feeling? I must search for them before I can be corrupted by the unclean environment that I was in.

"Lucian...hey, are you alright?" a tall man with brown hair asked me. His yellow eyes glimmered beneath the white light coming from the ceiling. That light was too bright. It must be dimmed.

"I am fine. I feel nothing," I replied. "Now, where are my gloves? Where is my belt? If you are the new servants, do your job and cooperate with me in order to preserve my immaculacy," I blankly stated.

I placed my feet on the ground and a swell of an unfavorable and ticklish sensation occurred from my chest when an energy that forced a giggle out of me spread beneath me. A vast expanse of grass stretched out and trees outgrew the ceiling and shattered the glass windows that showed the sparkling lights from establishments that I was unfamiliar with.

How did I get here?

And how can I stop the feeling that was making my chest burst with something that I was sure that I will regret after?

"Someone...stop me!" I shouted through the fits of laughter. What was this? Was I infected with a disease that corrupted purities? I should have been more careful. The people around me seemed to be debauched.

Emotions reside within them therefore they were a threat to my existence.

"Faex! (Shit!)" a dark haired man who had an identical twin cursed. He must have defecated in order to contribute to this putrid event. I embraced myself and sat back on the soft comforts of the bed-like chair. The infecting and impure power halted and left my body trembling.

What was that? What did I feel? I should never feel that again. I will remain in this position until someone found my belt.

"Oh dear, nephew, what was the last thing that you remember?" a man questioned and I tried to look for the source of that voice. Who was that?

"The last thing I remembered was being pure and now I have endangered that purity," I answered the man who asked.

"Oh don't give me that shit, you ain't pure. You were never pure to begin with," the man who defecated stated. The sound of laughing children and screaming adults were causing a throb in my head. I must search for a quiet place. I cannot stay here. But how can I move without risking my purity?

"You are forbidden to touch or be touched by anyone. You can never use your power. Value silence, it will save you from feeling anything."

I cannot break that untainted rule. It would be a misdemeanor.

"I believe that we are now handling the Lucian who has never left the castle before. Be wary when talking to him or touching him. He is not fond of touches," a man with silver-blue hair warned them.

"Oh you mean like this?" the defecating man asked in a teasing tone and poked my arm. I slowly moved my head to look at him blankly.

"Do not test it. I do not belong here. You are unworthy of touching me. You are a corrupted individual who must be cleansed. Would you like to undergo training and become as pure as me?" I questioned him.

"Training...What training?" the other twin asked.

I heard the brunette man grunt in displeasure. "It's the training in which ancients in our time go through to erase every emotion that they have. They underwent extreme pain, discomfiture and trauma to be voided from feeling anything."

Yes, that was right. It was a training for the impure to be pure.

"That's...That's just wrong," the twin stated with an unpleasant expression. What was wrong with it? There was nothing wrong with that.

"It is a training that everyone must go through in order to be cleansed," I stated blankly and stared ahead. My legs were folded so that my feet wouldn't touch any surface of the floor and cause another dirty scandal.

"Nephew, that is not true. That training was enforced by your aunt and your mother and it shouldn't even be practiced anymore. You have lost your memory nephew. You are not like this anymore. Listen to me-"

"Hush and be quiet. Do not contribute to this corruption any further you filth," I deadpanned.

"Huh? Who are you calling filth?" Mister Defecation asked me. He must be pure.

A pure idiot who had no idea of his status in this world. Was he not told of his impurities? Was he not aware of how wrong he was living his life? Was I the only sane individual in this room?

"Every single one of you," I replied and closed my eyes only to feel a barbaric arm strangling my neck. My eyes widened and my hands immediately grabbed the arm in order to remove it from me.

"I don't know what kind of training you went through but let me tell you one thing: You don't contain a single drop of purity. You already fucked with all of us and the result is that-"

"Stop it already, don't make him even more confused," another individual argued and pried the arm of Mister Defecation from me. This newcomer had a copper colored hair and he was wearing nothing but a short garment that covered his ling.

The man sat beside me and then called out to a name of "Luka".

"Can you get your kids upstairs while we try to look for a way to solve this?"

The grumpy looking individual scoffed but was then tamed by another man who was shorter than him. "Of course, if you need anything, we'll be upstairs."

"Alright you little thumb-suckers, do me a favor and SHUT THE FUCK UP! Go upstairs and stay still for once in your life!" the grumpy man snarled angrily causing the children to scramble upstairs while giggling.

The copper-haired man refocused his attention to me and I avoided making eye-contact. The eyes were portals to one's emotions. They must never be opened by connecting gazes.

"Ayah, my name is Luscev, can't you remember?" he asked me in a soft voice.

Luscev...

All their names seemed familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time. Where have I met them and when will they leave me in peace so that I can maintain my purity? Why did my okaasan and otousan leave me with this people? Why did this man call me ayah? I was not his father. I do not have a son. I do not remember creating one and I definitely would not allow myself to succumb to such filthy actions with someone else. He must have mistaken me for someone who was as filthy as him.

"I do not know you," I blankly stated.

I took a peek at the man and saw his face twisted in displeasure. Should I know him? His name seemed to be well thought of. I would give the person who gave him that name some praise but that would further damage my purity.

"Where's Samael anyway?" the silver-haired man questioned.

"Yeah, where is that motherfucker?" Mister Defecation huffed. Their obnoxiousness should be cleansed. They should be trained.

"Looking for me?" a smooth voice danced through the air in rhythm that I couldn't help but look at the entrance of this room. My eyes widened at the view of a red-haired man whose chiseled tanned chest was bare for everyone's view. There was a tattoo on his chest in which I cannot read and there were leftover droplets of water on his torso that indicated that he had just bathed.

My cheeks began to heat up and I immediately looked away when his playful red eyes shot at me and a toothed smile fluidly graced his face which was very hand-

No.

He was not attractive. He cannot be attractive. I was voided of emotions. I cannot find him striking or anything near to charismatic even if his eyes resembled a very eye-catching- no! Not eye-catching red. I do not find him beautiful at all. He was filthy. He was a threat to my purity!

While my mind did its automatic mechanism to block every stimulus that would extract an emotion from me, I did not notice that the newcomer was making his way towards me. I jolted on my seat when he bent down to level with my face and a grin played on his lips. My heart immediately quickened on its pace and I heard chuckles from a diverse group of people who were not with me in this room.

Where were they coming from?

"Hmm...I suppose that these men do not need our help. Lucian's first real attraction would forever be his first even with the loss of memory."

"I demand to be returned to the castle. Return me at once," I stated monotonously. His scent was filling my nose. Why did he smell go-

Filthy?

I knew it. He was sent to ruin me. They were all sent to destroy what I have worked hard for 18 blue moons. I narrowed my gaze at him and refused to make an eye contact with this paedor (filth).

"Are you sure 'bout that? Why not stay with us for a bit? You know, get to know each other?" he murmured. His face was inching closer to mine and I had to move backwards.

"Where the heck have you been?" Mister Defecation questioned who I assume was Samael. I must learn more about my enemy and he seemed to be my number one adversary when it came to preserving my sterility to this unclean world that revolved around emotions.

"Just makin' myself presentable, you know as they say, first impression can be the last. I might as well make it a good one," he replied. My eyes betrayed my principle and they took a peek at the attra- very very impure, lecherous, unhygienic, butt ugly, unworthy of life scoundrel and I snapped my gaze away when the man returned his glance at me. "Your face is beet red...it makes me think that...You have a crush on me, don'tcha?"

I narrowed my eyebrows and refused to meet his gaze. "I do not know what you are saying. I feel nothing. I refuse to submit to any offerings in exchange for my purity."

"Uhuh," he replied in a bored expression and abruptly gave my lips a peck.

Did he just...

"My purity!"

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I had to crawl away from them just to distance myself from such corrupting individuals. They argued for some time and I had to curl myself under a table. The silver-haired man suggested that they give me some space and the others did not sit well with that. I do not understand why they had to be so persistent. What was I to them? They do not seem to be ancients.

The floor was cold and I heard the echoes of their arguments against the surface where I lied on. I saw bare feet walk to the table where I was and I immediately recognize the short garment as the man sat and peeked under the table.

"Ayah..." I heard him speak. "It's cold there, come out?" he asked gently.

"I refuse," I answered which caused him to sigh.

"Ayah, can't you still remember me?" he questioned and I waved my head in response. Why can't he just leave me alone? I was fine on my own. He did not need to disrupt the harmony that I finally obtained.

"Ayah, remember me soon okay?" he stated and a smile which didn't seem to be a genuine one occurred on his face. "We'll eat your favorite fruits and I promise...I promise that I'll be good to them. I'll be good to my five papas," he whispered. "So, remember me soon."

I flinched when he extended his hand under the table and placed his palm on the surface before me. He raised his palm up and a white flower grew with glittering lights coming out from it. "I love you Ayah," he murmured and kissed his hand before blowing a gentle breeze towards me.

What was that action? I cannot comprehend. I watched Luscev stand up and walk away and it made me wonder of this feeling I had in my chest that kept on twisting in knots whenever I see that man in that state in which I was unfamiliar of.

Honestly, who was that man?

I fell asleep under the table and was woken up when I felt myself being carried by someone. My eyes jolted open in surprise and I heard a chuckle from Samael.

"Rise and shine Purity, you're staying with me for awhile," he announced and winked.

I felt the humid temperature against my skin and my eyes wandered at the foreign place I was in. The skies were blood-red orange and the trees seemed like they were silhouettes of other trees even with how near they were.

"Where am I? This is not the castle. I told you to bring me back," I deadpanned.

The red-haired man shrugged. "That ain't happenin'. If you must know Oh Great Prince of the Janitor League Organization, you lost your memory. So even if I wanted to return you there and to hell's Satan I would never return you to that place even if they were givin' off free insurance, the Tree of Life is already gone YEARS ago. Many babies were already born and many oldies already died. Obama already stepped down from the Presidency, the first judgment day passed with the Lord using water and now He gonna use fire and next time He'll be using Earth and then Air because fuck, He's the long lost avatar. And hey, good news: same-sex marriage is already legal in some countries! They never made that illegal in our time yeah? Good for them," he spoke.

"Put me down," I ordered him. This was too much contact and he was lying. He was speaking nonsense. "Where did you bring me?"

Samael snorted. "I'll put you down when I feel like it and if you must know, I brought you to the most impure place on Earth and no it's not heaven."

"Put me down I say!" I demanded in a higher tone of my voice.

"Okay, Okay, geez!" he replied but his face showed no disapproval. He was smiling even. I cannot determine his motives. I was not trained to deal with such unpredictable men.

The man was about to set me down on my feet when I remembered what would happen if I made contact with the floor. I was not wearing my belt yet and if my feet touched the floor, filthy events will happen. My legs immediately wrap themselves around Samael's waist and I wrapped my arms around him.

"Wait a moment, I am not wearing my-"

"No, you said that you want to get down right? Get down!" he laughed and tried to pry me off his body.

"I cannot, my belt is not with me, my power will-"

"No no, you wanna get down. You hurt my feelings. Get down now," he cut me off. I held on to him tightly. "Oh so you don't wanna get down now? You really confuse me. Where shall my heart go?"

I grunted. This man...I do not like interacting with him.

"I will stay here once I get my belt," I stated.

"So you just gonna hug me there like a koala?" he teased.

"I do not know what that is."

"But there is a fee for everythin' you know? You can't just hang there and use my hot body without payment."

"My parents will pay for everything," I replied. Won't the preservation of my purity be enough payment?

"No, you're the one using me so you should pay me with your own efforts. Look at me at the face and that'll be your payment," he stated.

Was he out of his mind? Was he not listening to everything I was saying up until now? Was he deaf?

"I refuse," I blankly stated.

"I'll drop you to the floor and you can laugh like a maniac for the rest of your life while you fart flowers if you don't," he threatened. My hands balled up and I quickly raised my head to look at him. I'll just give him a glance and then I'll-

The red-haired man stole another kiss from me and I was paralyzed against him while he moved his labellum against my own. When the action finally sank in, I withdrew my lips with a gasp and buried my head on his nape to hide my burning face. Samael chuckled and cradled me in his arms.

What was this feeling?

Why did my body feel sultry? It must be the climate. The kiss had nothing to do with it. This man had nothing to do with the weird fluttering things in my stomach.

I must get away from him as soon as I can!

"Welcome to hell Lucian~" he chirped.