Destroying My Own Novel

Mykel locked her arms with his thighs as he punched her face over and over. He forgot how painful it was to throw a punch, but he got used to it again after he threw dozens of punches at Bhatmelec.

There was no blood on his knuckles, but he knew she suffered from all his punches because she grunted and groaned as she tried to free herself. She then used her wings to lift her body and managed to free herself from Mykel.

Bhatmelec landed, but she staggered and lost her balance because of the shock. She tried to fly away but ended up flying randomly and hitting the ground again because her head was spinning.

Mykel smirked as he ran toward her, and when he was close to her, she suddenly charged toward him. He kneed her right in her nose with his right knee and threw a left kick into her right jaw.

Bhatmelec got knocked down again, and this time Mykel didn’t waste his time punching her again to submission. He kicked her body around so he could see her back. He put his right hand on her back as he pulled her wings from her back and tore them off.

She was screaming in pain as Mykel stared at the weird-looking wings that turned into white pieces of white cloth as soon as he tore them off. A skill was similar to Hanessi’s [Creator] skill, the [Reform] skill which allowed someone to change the shape of everything. The difference was the [Reform] skill couldn’t create something from pieces of materials into an object unlike [Creator]. The [Reform] skill could reshape body parts and turn them into whatever they wanted while [Creator] couldn’t.

“The almighty Bhatmelec, the ruler of time is helplessly screaming in pain. I wish Lucifer could see this,” Mykel chuckled as he threw the cloth away. “Most of the Gods are relying on their powers, when you take them off, they’re worse than mortals,” Mykel ripped the cape and pulled Bhatmelec’s silver hair.

“It hurts! Stop!” Bhatmelec yelled as she was being forced to look into Mykel’s face.

“Is that an order?” Mykel asked as he crouched and leaned his head forward toward her face. Her sharp-shaped eyes with gold pupils stared him in the eye.

Bhatmelec went silent and furrowed her eyebrows as she gritted her teeth.

“I’m asking you if that’s an order,” Mykel tightened his left-hand grip on her hair from behind her head. His cold expression and the way he looked at her were enough to tell that he wouldn’t hesitate to beat her up again.

“P-please…” Bhatmelec’s mouth trembled.

Mykel’s cold expression suddenly became soft and warm as he smiled at her. It surprised her and Mykel gently removed his hand from her hair. She didn’t know why he suddenly acted like that, but she was glad that he let go of her.

“You’re not my enemy,” Mykel sighed as he sat down in front of her. “I’m just fixing your attitude so we can talk and so you can listen to what I have to say,” Mykel continued. “Now, shall we have a peaceful talk?” Mykel asked with his eyebrows raised.

Bhatmelec was still in pain, and she couldn’t think about anything else. With that being said, Mykel let her suffer first until she got used to it.

“Who are you? What do you want from me?” Bhatmelec asked.

“I’m the one who made all of you,” Mykel answered.

Bhatmelec couldn’t believe it, but it was expected since it could be just a lie. Mykel then explained to her what happened after she separated her souls. He told her about Mara and how she used her power to overrule all the God’s existence.

Mykel didn’t try to dramatize and pushed Mara as an evil entity because there was no reason to tell such a lie. He didn’t want to manipulate her since both Hanessi and Bhatmelec knew when someone was lying or not. They could see Lucifer’s lies and deception and had become immune to it.

“That’s how it is now, and Lucifer wasn’t lying about it since I’m the one who killed him,” Mykel said as he checked the inside pocket of his blazer for his pack of cigarettes, but it wasn’t there.

“You killed him and yet he was there next to you. If you want to lie, then at least you should try to hide it,” Bhatmelec replied as she tried to stand up.

“I devour his soul and he’s nothing but an empty body. He’s no longer alive while at the same time, he’s not dead,” Mykel answered.

Bhatmelec squinted her eyes as she judgingly stared at Mykel. “How did you do that?” Bhatmelec asked since she knew that he wasn’t lying about it.

“Hmm? Didn’t I tell you earlier? I’m the one who made all of you,” Mykel answered with his eyebrows raised.

Bhatmelec laughed and she was still unconvincing about it, but Mykel didn’t mind since he managed to convince her a bit. The atmosphere had become a lot better as well, and that alone was enough since Mykel knew he had all the time to convince her. Patience was the key.

“Well, we have all the time to talk, why don’t you listen to my words and decide whether I’m lying or not?” Mykel smiled.

Two days had passed since Mykel took Bhatmelec’s soul into his body. Jeanne had waited for him to wake up and stood by his side without letting her eyes away from him. Brynhilde wanted to stay by his side as well, but since she had a duty as an Emperor, she couldn’t do it.

“Jeanne? Are you awake?” Brynhilde asked from behind the door.

“You can come in, Bryn,” Jeanne said as she gently wiped Mykel’s forehead with a wet towel. She had been cleaning his face and body ever since he lost consciousness.

Brynhilde came in with a worried expression as she walked to the bed.

“How is he?” Brynhilde asked and sat down next to Jeanne. “His hand is so cold,” Brynhilde frowned as she held his left hand.

“I don’t think he will get any better, and I don’t know what to do to help him,” Jeanne said as she rubbed her face.

“Why don’t you bring him back home? Maybe Beldathiel could help?” Brynhilde suggested as she comforted Jeanne by rubbing her back.

Jeanne suddenly jolted from her seat and looked panicked which made Brynhilde worried and confused at the same time. She then grabbed Mykel and carried him on her back, but before she could leave, Brynhilde stopped her.

“I-I know that you should leave, but why are you looking so worried?” Brynhilde asked.

“I’ll tell you later! Right now I have to go back to Earth as soon as possible! I’m sorry, Bryn!” Jeanne spread her wings and flew through the window with Mykel on her back.

Jeanne flew into the towers and shocked all the Awakeners from the Aersland World who wanted to enter. They could only see the trail of the translucent sword-like wings entering the tower, and getting pushed back by the wind.

​ “How could I forget! Elena must be worried if Mykel isn’t coming back!” Jeanne said as she entered the first floor. “I have to hurry!” Jeanne flew up high into the sky and looked at the demons on the first floor.

Jeanne killed all of them in less than a minute, and the moment the blue portal appeared, she flew in without hesitation. She then landed as soon as she got in and decided to go on foot since she didn’t want anyone to see her wings.

She managed to bring Mykel back to District 1 without making any scene. She then brought him to Lyneth’s apartment since that was the only place that Enma should be staying.

Jeanne used Mykel’s fingerprint to unlock the door, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Elena standing in front of the door. Elena gave a stern look at Jeanne, her gaze was the same as when Mykel looked at her when she went to the tower for the first time. It gave Jeanne a chill down her spine, and she couldn’t say anything at all.

“What happened to father,” Elena’s gaze was still pointing at Jeanne’s eye.

“I’ll tell you everything, so don’t look at me like that, okay?” Jeanne answered as she smiled nervously.

Jeanne carried Mykel to the bedroom, and then told her everything that had happened to Mykel without hiding a single fact. Although Elena looked like a woman, her mind and way of thinking were still like a child, so she didn’t understand much about what happened.

Elena suddenly sat on top of Mykel and looked at him with a serious expression.

“Elena, sitting on top of Mykel is wrong,” Jeanne said as she looked from the side.

“Why? I’m his daughter and he was fine when I was a baby,” Elena answered.

“That’s exactly why it’s wrong,” Jeanne said as she looked at Elena clinging onto Mykel’s body and resting her head on his chest.

Elena didn’t respond to Jeanne’s words and kept clinging to Mykel’s body. Suddenly she clenched her right hand and hammered his chest with her fist. It surprised Jeanne, and when she tried to stop Elena from doing that, she couldn’t stop Elena’s hand from hammering Mykel’s chest.

Mykel suddenly opened his eyes and groaned softly.

“How did you do that?” Jeanne asked in disbelief.

“I was just telling him to wake up,” Elena answered.