It was a white day accentuated by the wonderful snow.I remember this morning went I could still move, talk, see. It was hard to believe that in a few moments,
I would suffer a coma.
No one would believe that the Demon King Satan dies a way... A way like humans.
Well maybe not a death... but it seemed that way.
The room I was in was white was well. I was laying on my bed. Not even its simple snow warned me of my fate. I should have sensed the danger in its beginning.
Apparently I was in a coma. A long one, when my friends, more of Demon Generals, found out they were shocked as I was. Ashiya cried at the thought of me dying. Screaming out, Mi Lord. Lucifer didn't say anything.
I can still vividly recall Emi reaction. She said that I can not die by anyway that is not her blade. Then the most surprising thing that I have ever seen happened, she started to cry. For me.
A reaction like that was odd from a Hero who wanted me dead.
She must have not know that I could still hear everything. My eyes were closed but I heard everything. Doctor coming in and out and then that.
Was it fate for me to end up like this?
The snowing is still falling down. I could feel it. Visiting hours were over and it was long since Emi came.
Maybe I'll go to Heaven, and then one day see Emilia with her beautiful white hair and wings. With me there... Maybe I'll go to Hell... were I could rule. Then maybe... Emi has to come from Heaven and fight me again. Maybe I'll wake up... Maybe I won't die.
One this is for sure.
I'll get to see her again.
I'm trying to write something sort of emotional.
To explain something, Maou is in a coma. The Next Chapter will explain what and why by Maou's point of view... Or someones. Depends on how I feel. Writing in the middle of the night is never good...