User blog:Pollux83/Beyond Light and Darkness, Chapter 24

A long hidden secret is revealed.

Warning! Chapter contains explicit description of violence on Mamono.

Chapter Overview

24 Nightmares



I turned around. Suddenly she stood at the window. A succubus, as beautiful as I had never seen it before. The moonlight fell on her body, emphasizing her curves. Her clothes covered only the least, and at the same time they made me want what lay behind them. Her eyes were like an ocean in which you lose yourself. Like she stood before the window, she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my whole life.



With the rest of my clear mind, I realized that her demonic aura had already captivated me. I was about to lose myself in her beauty. Her beauty attracted me like a magnet, my heart raced. I tried to fight back, but her spell was too strong. A piercing pain.



Something was wrong. Something in me refused. I refused to give up. I could not give up now, not so close to my goal. Again this piercing pain. Her eyes. These beautiful eyes. A feeling I had never felt before on such a scale overcame me. My body no longer obeyed me.



"Are you pleased to see me?" The tone of her voice was wonderful. With a smile on my face I approached step by step. "I hope you like my body?" "Your body is beautiful." "That really pleased me very much. Come let us unite our bodies and have infinite pleasure together." I was now in front of her and completely under her spell. She gently stroked over my face. Then we kissed sensually.



This pain. It was … She stopped kissing me. Something about the taste of my saliva seemed to irritate her. But she did not know what it was. "What is, do we want to start?"



I was silent for a moment. Then I put my right hand on her forehead. "You said that you want to give me endless pleasure." She seemed a bit confused. Not least because my hand seemed to be getting warmer and warmer. "Uh yes, I did, come on, let's get started." I had to start smiling. "If you really want to give me pleasure, ..." I looked deep into her eyes. She was startled. There was no desire for love in those eyes, there was something else in those black eyes, something completely alien to her. The hand on her forehead began to become unbearably hot at the same moment.

"... then die!"



My hand literally burned into her face. Her screams were heard throughout the castle. She grabbed my arm desperately, but my grip was too tight. She did not manage to break free. I led more and more of my fire magic through her body. Her skin blistered, her blood began to boil. She burned inside. The pain must have been indescribable.

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<p align="left" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%">Finally her arms went limp, her screams stopped. I released her. A tear slid down my cheek. It was a tear of joy. She kept her promise and gave me endless pleasure. Part of me had enjoyed her screams.

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<p align="left" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%">The guards knocked hectically at the door. When they entered they had to start coughing. The smell of burnt flesh filled the air. A wonderful scent. "Cough, cough. Sir, are you alright? We've heard screams coming out of your room." I was completely calm and relaxed. "I'm fine, but someone should take care of this." The guard was shocked as he spotted the dead body. Her face was burned and blisters had formed all over her skin. For some of the guards, the whole thing was too much, their stomach started making problems.

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<p align="left" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%">I walked toward the open door. As I stepped into the light, one of the guards noticed my black eyes and was startled. "S .., sir ... is really everything all right, your eyes are completely black." "Yes, everything is perfect. You do not need to worry." His gaze told me that he and the other guards did not entirely believed me.

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<p align="left" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%">Then Kai came running. He was just as frightened as the guards when he saw my black eyes. "Mareus, your eyes, they are black." "It's all right, do not worry. I'm going to take a walk in the garden now. It's such a wonderful night."

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<p align="left" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%">Calm and relaxed I went through the castle, into the garden. None of the guards dared to stand in my way. A light breeze rustled through the leaves of the trees. It was wonderfully relaxing. The sight of the moon, which illuminated the flowerbeds with its light. The sound my shoes made on the gravel paths, everything was beautiful. After some time, I finally lay down under a tree and fell asleep.

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<p align="left" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%">"Yawn." Again this dream. At least I did not wake up bathed in sweat anymore. It was now 2 years since this night, but only since the mission at the front, I could remember. What the hell happened then?

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<p align="left" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%">I went to the bathroom. It was not that I found that dream unpleasant. At least not anymore. To the contrary, it felt somehow relaxing. It was something else. The dream got on my nerves, because it reminded me of things that you do not want to be reminded.

<p align="left" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%">I stood in front of the mirror and looked at my own reflection. Oh yes, my reflection, what an apt metaphor. It is always said that everyone has a dark side as well as a good one, but that is not meant to be so literal. Whatever this succubus had done to me, it had awakened a completely different personality. I had killed this succubus, but it was not me. What happened?

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<p align="left" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%">And another thing this dream made me realize again and again. Before that day, I was never really aware of, but the more I remembered that night, the clearer it became to me. That feeling, this pain. It was pure hatred. Infinite bottomless hate. That was pretty much the opposite of what the succubus wanted to achieve, which only raised more questions.

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<p align="left" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%">As for the hate in itself. As usual with hate, it was simple and complicated at the same time. The monsters, the Order and the gods. I hated them all. Deep inside I hated them all. Why could not they just let me and my family live in peace and quiet? Is it too much to ask for happiness? Was it too much to want to spend time with my family.

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<p align="left" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%">But no, they have to bring war to the whole damned world. A completely pointless war, which is led by 2 completely fanatical idiots. And the gods were the worst of all. Why should you worship a selfish god, if he/she did not do anything and was completely useless? Oh yes, I wholeheartedly hated them and as soon as I reach my long-awaited goal, I would use the newfound power to liberate the world from them. A rule of the humans. Be it with or without their consent.

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<p align="left" lang="en-US" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; line-height: 150%">After having the dream, I was always a bit moody. But after breakfast I felt better again. That stupid dream. When would I finally get rid of it? The question remained what had happened to me. Black eyes are not normal, that's for sure. In the books I could not find anything that provided an explanation. Only in an old book about exorcism was something. Black eyes were a sign of demonic possession, but that was in the last age. It did not exist anymore with the Mamono. Demonic possession, I could thus exclude.

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