"You are running, brother!"

Even though it is just a voice in his head, Chris could hear it grinning, while he jumps over a fallen tree, running with unhumanly speed.

He just groals as an answer.

"Wow, wow... no worries, boy. I am just having fun. You felt that the boy entered the forest again, haven't you?"

"Stay quiet, Lucifer."

"Aye, my brother... I can reassure you, my puppet won't kill this little boy... except- let me play with his mind a bit, should I?"

Chris speeds up.

"Jeongin!", the voice sounds surprised. "You came back..."

"You! Creepy voice! Why won't you come out? Are you scared?", Jeongin was slightly drunk, everybody can hear this.

"You want to see me?"

"Oh, you won't do that, puppet!", a third, louder voice groals. Lighting lights up the sky and thunder started the rain. It falls down on them merciless.

"J-Jeongin... run!"

A heartbreaking scream breaks through the darkness and a dull bang behind him makes Jeongin turn his body around. He screams at the sight. A human body lays on the ground with a big hole in his back.

"Aish, this sight makes me want to abandon you. Do you want your wings back, puppet?", the powerful voice asks.

Jeongin's eyes went big when the body begins to whimper and sit up.

"Ah, Jeongin, my baby, do you see him? Pathetic, isn't he? But do you know who is even more lost than him. You humans, because you were scared of him for months... your so called murder, your so called voice, he is just an pathetic loser. A jerk who was scared of me, so he did everything I told him.

Chris tries to speed up even more. His brother has not broke their mind connection and he is sure this was no accident. He wanted Chris to hear everything that happens to Chris' successor and the young man who came back, despite nearly dying when he came here for the first time.

Then he saw them, Jeongin, the young, lost and seemingly drunk boy, his brother Lucifer in form of dark fog, only visible to people who search for him and one of his closest childhood friends, known as the mysterious voice for the people who have survived him, kneeling on the floor with a big, bloody hole on his back.

"See who is here~ my little brother, took you long enough Chris~"

Chris gulps. He knows Lucifer won't kill him, he can't. But infront of him are two weak creatures who do not know hwo powerful this king is.

"Lucifer, don't do this..."

"Lucifer?", Jeongin whispers confused.

"Throwing with names, are you brother?", Lucifer laughs scornful.

"Puppet, I'll give you one last chance to stay in my cicle... kill the boy!"

Dark fog hugs Jeongin, who begins to tremble in fear, not understanding what was going on.

But the hurt boy kneeling on the ground wasn't less scared...

In his hand the shadows form a small dagger. He lets it float infront of Jeongin, trying his best to gatter all of his courage. He plays his role nearly perfect:

"Smell the sweetness of the easy redemption, baby~"

He lets the dagger fly to Jeongin's hand, opening it like magic and placing the cold, formed metal between the young fingers.

Chris wants to cry at the sight. He is one of two people who sees everything, counting his brother as the second one. Jeongin who has two bigger powers driving and manipulating him to death, and the shadowy sword behind his childhood's best friend.

But then, in the one second his brother makes a mistake he sees his chance. While Lucifer admires the deathly spectacle infront of him with lustful eyes, his glance is fixated on Jeongin. Chris takes fast, quiet steps between the voice on the ground and the shadowy sword. He could die... yes, he could. He is not immortal, but with the devil's sword in his back, not even a powerful creature like him would survive. But he knows Lucifer won't do it, because it would weaken him too.

So now, quiet and dangerous, begging and threatening, he whispered, loud enough for all three of the others to hear and with names in his mouth to strengthen the effect he has on the man with the hole in the back:

"You don't have to do this, voice. You don't have to kill him, Hyunjin..."