PROLOGUE
He was dying and he knows it, prepared for it, accepted it and welcoming it. He's tired and all he wanted was rest, eternal rest. Then why oh why is he still breathing? Why is his demon heart keeps on pumping blood i his veins in a hurried pace? a pace that's normal for a demon? Why does his body felt healthier than before he died? I was dead..
Those words was the only thing running on his mind for half a day now since waking up. Now, what did my stupid son do? I thought I told him I'm ready to die.
Let's die together...
That words. He remembers that completely. The promise that kept him alive for thousands of years.
Don't leave me... Please!
That plea.
Go away.. I don't love you, you wretch.. I want you gone..
And his comeback. Those hurtful words. His betrayal and his mistakes, now he didn't know who betrayed who.
All he know now is he hate those two kings. Damn you all to hell...
"Wake up, we still need you, it isn't your time.. Yet" Yes, it's not his time yet. we promised to die together.
I will have you back... I promise... No more lies.
A/n: hello everyone, tragic kira here... i hope u all like my story, I'll try to update more often but i promise ill finish this story coz i like it, i hope u all like this though. Well? What do you think? R & r pls. Any suggestions will be welcome... Thank you...
ALSO SORRY IF TOO SHORT FOR NOW…
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