Hell’s Consort

Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (September 2021)

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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Sunshine began to peek through dew-bright leaves, and the subtle shifts in light patterns caused by the clouds floating in the bluebird sky fascinated her.

The beautiful flowers—red roses, yellow lilies, marigolds, cornflower, and lavenders--surrounded her, bursting off their true colors inside this garden that she momentarily forgot everything else.

  It was a well-tended, well-plucked garden that had well been taken care of and a safe environment her mind had generated for her from her memories. 

A particular white flower caught her eye.

Luna paused to pluck it from its stem, inhaled its sweet flower perfume, picked out each of its satiny petals, and allowing it to dance in the strong breeze rustling the leaves and chilling the skin.

The trees remained rooted on earth—stoic and composed.. Luna bathed her senses in the fresh grass and the dampness of warm earth beneath her soles.

As she strolled in her personal paradise, Luna gave herself time to enjoy the beautiful scenery her mind had provided for her and contemplate the recent events in silence.

Yet, her fists had clenched in fury when the memories of the earlier events flashed in her mind.

The Archdemon of Envy had successfully brought the Archdemon of Lust from Hell.

Unfortunately, the filthy bastard had escaped from her clutches before she could exorcise him back to Hell due to the golden orbs exploding on them out of nowhere.

Luxen even stole her necklace, and she had no idea why.

  For what purpose?

Was it so that Luxen could track her group easily throughout their journey?

If so, she shouldn't have worn that in the first place… or maybe Luna could use that to her advantage.

A confident smile slowly built on her lips.

She might use her own necklace to track Luxen's whereabouts if he carried it every second with him.

  Brows furrowed, Luna pinched her lips together as she glanced down at the beetles and ants meandered on the soil.

Birds sang, and the bees buzzed as they crawled through pollen in the playful wind.

A monarch butterfly landed on the blue skirts of her gown and rested there for a second before it fluttered to a nearby floret.

She realized this was all a dream—a part of her consciousness. 

The last thing Luna recalled was when Apollyon attempted to rescue her when she lost her avian spirit and fell down the chasm.

She drew a blank, and she was sent here, afterward.

The only conclusion she could come up with was that--she was dead, and this was her own version of heaven.

Yet, she couldn't accept her death, not with Lilith inside her physical vessel.

She hated to admit this, but they had one thing they had in common.

That was their stubborn refusal to die without getting what they wanted—her physical vessel she owned. 

In addition to that, two Archdemons inside a vampire's body are strong enough to survive the drop unless her head was cut off or someone had clawed her heart out and stabbed her chest with a wooden stake.

She frowned because it was improbable that a forest down below could do that to her.

  Nevertheless, Luna had the golden chance to exorcise the devil from the Faerie Realm, but the opportunity had slipped away as if she was catching water in her hands.

She didn't know where he went, but she was certain that the bastard was in the Material Realm.

She was lost in her thoughts, but when she heard feet stepping unto branches and twigs, her alert gaze scanned her surroundings.

Unfortunately, her bad luck, literally, wouldn't just leave her alone and continued to stalk her.

The 'eyesore' appeared, uninvited, behind the bushes where blue and white hydrangeas, purple cones, and fragrant lilac grew.

Luna might as well have been in the barren wasteland of clumped weeds right now if that meant she would be alone from this nightmare incarnate. 

"Lilith." Luna muttered under her breath as she scanned the Archdemon up and down for weapons in her hand, but there was none.

The impostor, who used Luna's face as her own mask, wore a revealing red dress with thin straps hanging on her shoulders. Luna discretely widened her stance, ready for a fight. "Even if this appeared to be a peaceful dream,  why are you still determined to ruin my life?"

"Because you don't deserve a life in this physical vessel." Lilith replied.

Luna could only blink once in surprise.

"Why?" She smirked, and her long silver hair fluttered as the wind blew. "Speechless?" 

Luna drew back her head and laughed out loud. 

"Why are you laughing?" Raising an eyebrow, Lilith wasn't fazed by her strange reaction, but her smug grin dropped a little.

Settling one hand on her hip, she said, "You are really pitiful, Luna, but I can understand that  you have already accepted your fate—that I shall be the one to devour your soul."

Luna snorted one last time before she crushed the flower in her hand and released it. "Who said so, Lilith?"

"Me." Lilith shrugged as her fingers drifted on the roses near her, and she winced when errant thorns caught her flesh."Why don't you just make your consciousness disappear and lock yourself up in this physical vessel and never wake up?" She tapped her foot in impatience as she cocked her head at her. "If you don't want me  to make you suffer in this body, you could always choose to return to Hell."

Luna shook her head and answered calmly. "No, Lilith. Hell is the only rightful place for you." She had gone through this discussion with her multiple times.

How many times did she need to repeat herself before it sank into that stubborn skull of hers?

"Don't project your insecurities unto me, Lilith." Luna used to be furious about this before, but now she would only limit herself to rolling her eyes. She would not stoop down to this level of insanity again, " Just because we share my body, I would never take responsibility of what you have done. We are not one and the same." 

"It's not my goal to be similar to you, dimwit!" Lilith replied with gritted bloodshot eyes and gritted teeth. Honestly, anger didn't compliment Luna's porcelain face. "It is my desire is to steal your identity and make it my own without losing myself! It wouldn't be long until I am powerful enough to access all your memories and steal all of them after we completely merged."