Destroying My Own Novel

“I beg you, please…” Asmond was trembling and he had no strength left after he ran as fast as he could meet Mykel and barged into the Guild Association’s building. “Save them…” Asmond saw Arum’s body frozen on the ground on his way to District 1, and he didn’t know what happened to the rest of his team.

“I can help you, but what will I get in return? It’s not like I’m the one who asked for this to happen,” Mykel asked as he spun the dagger in his hand that he hid behind his back. “In fact, letting you guys die isn’t really a bad idea. You guys are holding me back from achieving my goal,” Mykel pointed out as he took a few steps back.

Asmond slowly lifted his head and looked at Mykel in disbelief. His pupils were shaken and never thought the person in front of him that had been helping him turned out to be the evilest person he had ever met.

“Everything came with a price, and now you’re asking for my help, you should name the price,” Mykel said as he sat on the desk while the Demon Princesses were staring down at Asmond.

“Oh Asmond, how hilarious it was when you came to ask for my help,” Nephilim said as she chuckled mischievously. “The Gods will punish him!” Nephilim laughed frantically when she remembered what he said to her back then. “How funny… you’re not even loved by the Constellations and saying something like that was so pathetic,” Nephilim continued as she held her laughter.

All the other Demon Princesses were mocking him and chuckled with Nephilim except for Beldathiel and Luciel. Aurea suddenly walked toward Asmond, and then she whispered something into his ear.

Asmond’s tears were falling down to his cheeks and then he looked at Mykel with anger, but he was powerless. Aurea was telling Asmond that Mykel was the one who killed Kastor and Caesar. She didn’t stop whispering until Asmond screamed his lungs out and raised his sword at Mykel.

“Die!” Asmond swung his sword down at Mykel’s head as hard as he could, but then it stopped before it touched his head. He was so confused and his hands were trembling because he couldn’t push his sword down no matter how hard he tried.

“Since you don’t name your price, let me make one for you. Hold him down,” Mykel said and looked at Vixelleth and Zherlthsh.

Vixelleth and Zherlthsh kicked the back of Asmond’s knees to put him down, and then they both held his shoulds and wrists. It was impossible for him to resist since his strength was no match for those two combined.

“The longer you’re wasting your time here, the smaller the chance of your team to survive, so I’ll make it quick,” Mykel said as he showed the dagger to Asmond. “This is the price you have to pay in exchange for helping you,” Mykel smirked as he looked down at Asmond.

“Mykel?” Jeanne’s voice was coming from the door.

Asmond’s eyes were wide open and stopped resisting as soon as he heard Jeanne’s voice. “Jeanne? Is that you?” Asmond tried to look over his shoulder, but Zherlthsh held his head and prevented him from looking back.

Jeanne walked past Asmond and looked at how desperate he looked. His eyes were glimmering with tears, and he was sobbing with his face turned red from anger, sorrow, and desperation. Jeanne didn’t show any sympathy toward him and decided to stand next to Mykel and ignore Asmond.

“Jeanne?” Asmond asked in his trembling voice.

Aurea walked past Asmond as she kept staring at him, and then she went to behind the desk. She then pointed her index finger at her head as she kept staring at Asmond until she managed to get his attention. She said something without letting her voice out as she swirled her finger on her head. The word that she said was “Brainwashed”, and it made Asmond understand that Jeanne was brainwashed by Mykel.

“Should I take care of those Demon Lords?” Jeanne asked Mykel.

“Go ahead, and tell the others to help you,” Mykel nodded his head as he kept staring at Asmond.

Jeanne left without looking at Asmond and ignored his existence.

“You brainwashed her! How evil can you be?!” Asmond yelled and Jeanne heard him, but she only furrowed her eyebrows since she didn’t know what he was talking about, and then left.

Mykel chuckled as he grabbed Asmond’s hair and pulled it back so he could see Asmond’s forehead. He then marked Asmond’s forehead with the [Soul Marking Dagger] and enjoyed every cut that he did.

Zherlthsh opened a portal and threw Asmond in. She closed it before Asmond could walk back in.

“What kind of curse did you mark on him?” Luciel asked.

“Immortality. I want to see him suffer until the end,” Mykel answered as he put the dagger on the table. “Let’s see if she will help him or not, but it unlikely she would because he’s just a tool for her,” Mykel continued as he stared at the dagger.

Luciel scoffed as she leaned against the glass wall. “I saw something more interesting than the breakout, so I had my fun down here. I’ll leave,” Luciel said, and then entered a portal that she had created in front of her.

“Can I go? I want to meet an old friend. I bet she’s going to be shocked when she sees me,” Aurea wrapped her arms around Mykel’s neck from behind.

Mykel nodded his head and let Aurea meet with the five-headed dragon.

“What about us? Are still needed here or is there anything else you want us to do?” Glasya asked.

“Kill every single Fraternity Association member, both the workers and the Awakeners. Also, the military as well. I don’t think we really need them at all. Left nothing behind except for Enma. You guys can play with her for a bit, but don’t kill her,” Mykel answered.

All the Demon Princesses changed their appearance and created weapons from their blood. They all teleported and went on their own way to hunt them, except for Beldathiel who stayed behind.

“I’m not interested… I’m going back to bed,” Beldathiel said as she yawned and opened a portal to the castle. “That was quite a show indeed. I hope I could see more of it in the future,” Beldathiel continued and then entered the portal.

“The next one would be the end of this world,” Mykel said to himself as he put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it up.

(In District 3, inside the military base)

The military base was in chaos not because of the Demon Lord, but because the Demonic Cult members attacked them and killed everyone in uniform. Glen, Silas, and Roxanne were trying to protect whoever that around them and didn’t hesitate to kill all the cult members.

“Where are all these cult members coming from?! Why the Demon Lord didn’t kill them?!” Glen asked as he swung his sword and slit a cult member’s throat.

“We can’t save everyone here. If we stay, we are going to die…” Silas said as he looked at the situation around him where the soldiers killed the cult members with bullets in their heads. “We’re still having a bigger problem behind those walls, and we have no time to deal with this,” Silas pointed out and looked at Roxanne.

“What could we do even if we decided to deal with the Demon Lord?! We are trapped here and the best we can do is to stay here and protect everyone since this threat is much easier to handle than what’s beyond the wall!” Roxanne responded and she was stressed out because she couldn’t think of a better way to deal with the situation they were in.

“Is that so?” A woman’s voice could be heard behind Roxanne.

Roxanne turned around and saw the same woman that she had met on the training ground.

“Is that really easier to handle the threat here?” Nephilim asked and stabbed Roxanne in the heart with a short sword. “How naive,” Nephilim giggled as she slowly lifted Roxanne’s body up and bathed herself in Roxanne’s blood.