Chapter 1
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"If You Forget Me
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine."
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The Mnemosyne River….
A beautiful quiet place far from humans and demons on the land of Shin Makoku. Only few have ever step on the place – few who are called brave and courageous. Enough to pass the huge forest that said to be infested by monsters from the depths of Erinyes.
Wolfram von Bielefeld looked at himself in the mirror river. The river slowly descending just like his memories from the past. He touched the water – it felt warm – different from the coldness that crept his heart.
He again looked at himself…
Sun kissed hair.
Emerald green eyes.
Slim and bow like lips with the color of the pink petals.
Face as clean and white as the clouds…
A perfect and beautiful creature.
But no one to love…
No one to appreciate…
No one to caress…
He sometimes asked Shinou – why give him all that is the envy of all – when he is just some creature to be adorned from afar. But never to be loved. Is it because of his hot-tempered attitude, sharp tongue – but that are all to be expected to a fire-wielder. Well maybe not all, only a few fire-wielders are in one with their elements. They are cool, patient and composed fire wielders. But he – the descendant of Rufus Bielefeld and Shinou Heika – have the fire of Múspellsheimr in him. He is so in tone with his element that he feels everything in a different perspective.
When he loves, he loves with passion, trust, and loyalty – as fierce and as unyielding as the fire. As a fire element, he is extroverted, rebellious, passionate and enthusiastic and moody, hot-tempered, snappy, uncontrollable and angry.
He sighed and looked again. His heart is full of turmoil…
Of sadness and fear…
Yes fear.
An emotion that everyone will tell not to be associated with him.
Wolfram von Bielefeld is known throughout Shin Makoku as a fierce, brave and fearsome creature – that lashes out to everyone who pisses him off even Shinou Heika. Especially when the said Demon Prince was possessed by the Original King more than once.
This fear that crept his heart is not some fear that can be washed away with battle of fire.
This is a serious matter.
A matter of oath, of promise…
He only has two weeks more. For some it is a long amount of days to spend time with the one they love.
But how in Shinou's name can you make two weeks or less than weeks enough time to make someone fall in love with you?
How can you let someone fall in love with you? When they have known you as a snob, hot-tempered, sharp tongued Demon Prince?
How can you make them feel even a little affectionate for you?
How can you show you care?
And worst of all how can you make him look at you beyond the word 'Man'?
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He knows from the very start that gender does not dictate whom to love. Gender is never a reason to stop your heart.
Gender, religion, age, culture, or wherever and whatever is between the two of you - it will never be a reason to stop love.
Loving someone with all your being regardless of age and gender is what he knows… but now he is not sure.
A man from a different world abhors the mere fact of two men in a relationship.
Shibuya Yuuri – is one fine example of a man – who rejects him. In all aspects. He is a man. Yuuri is a man. He was told that it was never meant to be.
Then why? Why not break the engagement before he – the proud brave Demon Prince fell hopelessly and madly in love with the Double Black?
Is this some kind of test for him? He had enough of test and challenges to last him a lifetime. Since he was born – he was tested by Shinou and all the Gods.
He was… is… tired. So tired…
Two weeks… maybe he doesn't need to wait that much long.
He can see it.
He can feel it.
He is withering.
Can he face the trials ahead?
He groaned.
Another trial? Why? Why can't he just live a quiet and peaceful loving life? Why does he have to be in so much pain?
He closed his eyes and felt the air grew warm… the familiar warmth that envelops him before.
He snaps his eyes open and grab a fistful of his hair and moan in agony.
What to do?
Is this the end?
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The promise! The promise! The promise!
To some especially to humans, promises are just words to be said and never to be kept – but Demons especially him – is different. A promise is a sign of their oath and blood that differentiate them to others.
A promise is something that will bound you.
Body and Soul.
A promise is a binding ritual of two spirits that must fulfil an oath. It is as old as time. A promise should never be broken. It is not just some mere words or an exchange of words - its is binding and a contract.
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Blood Pledge Castle
Royal Dining Hall.
Currently Present: Lady Cherie, Gwendal von Voltaire-Kyo, Conrart Weller-Kyo, Lady Anissina, Princess Greta, Lady Gisela with her father Gunter von Christ-Kyo.
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'Yuuri, do you like me? Like in a different sense and word?' Wolfram von Bielefeld asked the 27th Demon King of Shin Makoku that night – in front of the whole family, at dinner.
His family.
He doesn't need to look around and sense the shock; sporks being dropped; frowns on someone's faces... he doesn't need to look - he might laugh if he did.
Gunter looked at Wolfram as if he grew two heads. Gisela was shock beyond imagination. Anissina with her mouth opened to eat the food was stopped and looked at the Demon Prince. Greta looked at her two fathers. She's confused and scared at the look at her Papa Wolf's eyes.
Wolfram can see the shock faces of the others when he asked the question even before they have started to eat. But he can sense a different aura from his family.
Gwendal looked at him with painful eyes and a frown.
Conrart's brow furrows like his elder brother – and he can see the pain too in his loving brown eyes.
Lady Cheri, his beloved Hahaue had her head low. Hiding her face.
Hiding the knowledge of the question.
'W-Wolfram?' Yuuri's mouth was gawking at the question. His head feels like it will burst any moment.
'Just answer me Yuuri. Yes or no.' Wolfram asked while giving Yuuri a small smile.
'C-C'mon Wolf-'
'It's just a simple question Yuuri. Don't be such a wimp.'
The others are even more astounded because this is Wolfram - the Wolfram von Bielefeld that can fire you with his verbal attack and his fist and literally his fire - and the Wolfram who is asking a serious question isnt even asking in a demanding nor frightful voice.
Wolfram is asking Yuuri like - he was asking the Maou if he had dinner...
'Wolf… let's talk about it later.'
'Why later?'
'Ano-Anone… it's - well… please later?'
'No. Answer me now.'
'Please Wolf…'
'Why? Why can't you answer now?'
'I-I - Private! Let's talk in private.'
Wolfram clench his hand with irritation - his patience is running thin and Yuuri is being a wishy washy Wimp for the nth time. He had prepared himself and have meditate to be calm - but the freaking Wimp isnt helping him. Just a simple answer yes or no can suffice.
'Answer me Yuuri! Now!'
'But-Wolf – I-I'
'DAMN! Yuuri can't you decide? Yes or no!'
'FINE! NO! I DON'T! SATISFIED? I like you as a friend - but like 'like' the other one is a definitely a NO!'
Silence.
An eerie and cold silence.
Yuuri gasped and wants to take the words back.
'W-Wolf… I-I-'
Chuckle.
Giggles…
Turned into laughter!
A painful bland and empty laughter of a pained heart and soul.
'Hahahahahahaha! OH Shinou! That was-! That was so easy! Gods!'
Yuuri looked stunned at the laughing Wolfram.
'Aniue, Weller-Kyo, Hahaue, you heard Yuuri Heika's words and with that – the annulment of the engagement is sealed and I am free.'
'NO!' Yuuri looked at Gwendal who shouts and slam his fist at the table. He was confused. Why does Gwendal look more frightening than ever. Its as if they are hiding something.
'OH Wolfram!' Yuuri heard Lady Cheri sobbed and her hands covering her face. Conrart went to his mother's side and looks at Wolfram.
'Please Wolf-' Conrart tries to say something but was cut of by Wolfram.
'Two weeks. The time is short and I have to asked now, Weller-Kyo. I don't want to die of anticipation nor wait for that. Heika and I have been together for more than five years and I think that time is enough to know if one is in love with someone. I am free brothers… Hahaue.'
It was said by Wolfram - but there was no feelings in his voice. Its as if all the emotions are masked.
'NO! Why the hell do you think I didn't dissolve that farce engagement?' Gwendal storms the room and grabs Wolfram and shakes him.
'Wolf please! Why now?' Conrart stands and begs Wolfram.
'WAIT! What is going on?' Yuuri looks at Gunter who is so confused. If Gunter doesn't know – then…
'It's a promise Aniue… an oath.' Wolfram whispered, but heard by everyone.
'But Wolfram!' Conrart's voice held so much agony, so much regret…
'He will come. And I choose him. I have given him my promise. My oath. And I believe in him. He didn't do anything for the pass twenty years. His been patient and I own him that. We are already bonded by blood even before the Maou Heika into this world... and you know that when I died - when my heart stops - the memories of the past came to me... and so are the feelings that I thought I never have.'
'W-Wolf?' Yuuri stands and is scared. What the hell is going on?
'So you are to be married to the King of the Netherworld?' Murata who emerged to the dining room.
'So you knew Geika?'
'Aye I knew…' Murata answered. Murata looks at Wolfram - the last Bielefeld who wields the fire of Rufus.
'What are you saying? Someone explain these! Murata!' Yuuri shouts, his scared. So scared… Wolfram leaving him… what's going on?
'Shibuya, Wolfram is to be wed, and joined in one mind, one soul, one body and one spirit to the King of the Netherworld, Genesis Septuagint... And as Wolfram said the words... the Lord Genesis is coming... tonight...'
'Wolfram?' Gwendal and Conrart asked their baby brother.
Wolfram nodded and raised his left hand and there... in his ring finger - a shining red string floats... the other end was in invisible vortex... its as if the other end was connected to another world.
'The red String of Fate.'
Murata said and the occupants gasped.
Yuuri looks around and was confused. 'W-What?'
Gunter spoke for the first time, 'Maou Heika... The Red String of Fate. It is the oldest and the most ancient belief in Shin Makoku… The Gods tie an invisible red cord around the ring fingers of those that are destined to meet one another in a certain situation or help each other in a certain way… and if its a Mazoku - they are destined for all eternity - no matter the circumstances… The two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers, regardless of place, time, or circumstances. This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break… because the red string is the representation of their soul. And this is the very first time that I have seen it…'
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"We the mortals touch the metals,
the wind, the ocean shores, the stones,
knowing they will go on, inert or burning,
and I was discovering, naming all the these things:
it was my destiny to love and say goodbye."
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Wolfram sighs and shook his head. He crossed his arms in his chest and look at his surrounding, and seats like a bored Prince on the throne.
He was actually sitting in the Royal Throne Room. Where the Throne of the Maou is located. He is seated on the chair at the center... At the center of the tight wall Gwendal commands. Ten Voltaire Army guards surrounds him. With drawn swords, ready to strike anytime.
He can see Gwendal commanding all units to be prepared to any assault. Conrart on the other hand commands his own troops to guard the entrance of Blood Pledge Castle. Gunter keeps on going back and forth here and there at the library. Thinking how to cut the red string - which he knows is impossible and Gunter knows this too.
Hube is to guard the wooden doors – entrance and back. Tightly securing any entrance and escape routes.
Gisela is present at the room too, and so other healers – to aide anyone who will get injured.
Cheri looks so forlorn and torn. She clings to her dress tightly – not moving from the spot. Though he can't see it – she knows she's sniffing – trying to suppress the tears.
Anissina is holding Greta... Wolfram smiles reassuringly to his adopted daughter. Greta isn't allowed to be near him. Well nobody at the moment is allowed to be near him… he guess because of what the Daikenja said earlier.
'Nobody is allowed near Von Bielefeld-Kyo. Any living creature can be used by the King of the Netherworld.'
He let out again another tired breathe...
They made it sound like Genesis is a bad guy.
He looks around again and he really wants to laugh out loud.
This is what it took them to notice him – let a moment of their busy time to think of him.
He glances around the room and a pair of onyx eyes collided with his emerald green.
He stares at Yuuri – who is also looking at him. There was so much emotion in Yuuri's eyes... So much that he knows that the Wimp wanted to cry.
But he felt... empty...
Rather... there's no sadness anymore...
The moment that he felt the string comes to life - he felt... something...
Something strong... something beautiful inside of him... as if the string is healing all the pain he felt...
It is true that he loves Yuuri... Yuuri is the best friend, the half human he ever let him get near. The only one who he allows to touch him and to laugh with him...
There is anger inside of him - he acknowledge this - but as if even that anger was being cradle by something - as if the anger that would want to burst into fire was being tame by the string...
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I am here with you...
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Those are the words... whispered in his mind whenever he touches the string on his ring finger.
He looks at Yuuri. Yuuri looks like a scared puppy at the corner. Talking to Murata and keeps on looking at him. Who would have ever thought that even five years Yuuri will still be Yuuri – peace loving Wimp who doesn't give a damn about him, and still clings to Conrart like a sissy!
He feels irritated at the moment - why cant just Yuuri man up? Yuuri may have grown – well Murata, the Daikenja says because Yuuri has been staying in Shin Makoku he grows a little slower – so even at the age of 21 he still look so young and for him still a freaking wimp.
He sighs – whatever – it seems he was so damn right not to wait for another two weeks and make a fool out of himself to make the Maou fall for him.
Genesis…
How many years has it been… Twenty? Twenty five? Yeah, it's been twenty five years… he was still a little fifty-seven years old kid that time. But he believes in his young age that once you gave your word – you keep it no matter what.
A promise is a promise.
An oath to another oath.
Never to be broken.
They call it the strong of fate and destiny.
Try to cut it and chaos and disaster will await the descendants.
But Shinou with the prayer of Lady Cherie - sealed the memories of the past.
Each Maou of Shin Makoku can have a wish - only one wish... a wish that truly comes from the heart and soul...
Some of the Maou never ever used it - for what is the use of a wish if they can obtain it.
But Lady Cherie went to the Shinou Temple and for seven days and seven nights - spent her time there in prayer... for her baby Wolfram to be saved and to forget the past - the promise that binds him to a Beast.
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But when he died... he remembers it all...
He gently closes his eyes and remember the beautiful gold eyes… No one has eyes like Genesis… the eyes of the heathen… of a cursed blood… of a taboo child…
And it's true, Genesis kept his words. And so – he will too.
'Wolf…'
He opens his eyes and stared at a pair of onyx orbs.
Yuuri approaches him and he can still see the Wimp fidgets like a little kid.
'Heika?'
'How are you feeling?' Yuuri asked in a tiny, uncertain voice.
He almost rolled his eyes. Once a Wimp – always a Wimp.
'I'm doing fine Heika.'
Yuuri's eyes circled and looks at him… hurt.
'Please… don't call me Heika.'
'What should I call you then?' Wolfram asked and glance sideways, not bothering to look at Yuuri anymore. His getting bored – Yuuri will never change and his tired. His whole body and feelings are so tired…
'Like you always calls me… 'Yuuri' or… 'Wimp'.'
Still not glancing at the Maou. 'Hehh… I thought you hated that name.'
'… No… please Wolf, look at me?'
'What for?' still not glancing at Yuuri. Hmm, the windows have guards in them too. Why cant his family understand that all those are no match to Genesis?
That Genesis will just obliterate it all.
Genesis saves him that time... and Genesis was still young then - but was able to destroy have the human village just to save him.
So what more tonight? This day and age - when he had grown into a fine Beast.
'Wolf please…'
'Get back there Heika.'
'WOLFRAM!' Yuuri shouted.
But he was undaunted. What for?
Look at him?
The coward? Why should he spare any more glance at the man who broke his heart into tiny pieces? He felt so tired already, so very very tired…
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The red string glows with warmth...
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Wolfram...
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'Stop it Heika, get back to the others – or better yet – get the hell out of my face,' he said it without shouting - without any feelings at all.
'WOLFRAM!' His head glance at his brothers – so they were listening.
He smirks.
What? They're gonna chastise him now?
Let them. He doesn't care.
'Heika, please stay back… you are not safe here.' Conrart said and for the rare times, Yuuri didn't correct the name.
'But Conrad… I need to be with Wolfram. He needs me-'
'I don't need you.' Wolfram said, still sitting like a prince and with his arms crossed on his chest.
'Wolf…' Yuuri wants to cry. Why is Wolfram being difficult? This is no joking or easy to handle matter – Wolfram… Wolfram will be gone – away from him if he doesn't do anything.
The way Gwendal and Conrart acted and commands the army made it so final… so scary and frightening like – Wolfram … Wolfram may not come back…
He needs Wolfram.
He wants Wolfram.
Wolfram belongs to Shin Makoku.
Wolfram belongs to Blood Pledge Castle.
Wolfram belongs to Greta…
Wolfram belongs to the Maou…
Wolfram belongs to him..
Wolfram belongs to Shibuya Yuuri… they are friends - the best of friends.
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Yuuri looks at the three brothers talking – he wasn't involve and it hurts. Wolfram doesn't need him… and his losing his mind.
He doesn't know why his heart keeps on hurting – like there are tiny bits of sharp glasses keeps on piercing his heart.
'Shibuya?'
'Murata… please… help me. I need Wolfram to stay. Please!' Yuuri begs his friend – the renowned Daikenja.
Murata looks at Yuuri. The pain in his face may say that Yuuri is experiencing total heartbreak – as if the one he loves so much is being taken away right before his eyes.
But then again – this is Yuuri… so many things about Yuuri he can never understand. Is Yuuri breaking apart because his best friend for so many years, the Blonde Demon Prince in a matter of one hour will be taken away from him – or breaking because he found out how much his life would be so damn good and happy beside Wolfram?
'Why Shibuya?'
'Why? We need him!'
'I don't get you. You just announced to the whole Royalty of Shin Makoku that you don't love him. So why now?'
'Murata, I don't know myself – its just that my heart keeps on beating fast – please it hurts. It hurts so much… I want Wolfram to stay. Please I don't want him to leave.'
'Shibuya, you cant control Wolfram nor raise his hope in some half-hearted feelings. What do you feel about him?'
'I don't want him gone!'
Murata sighs. He is getting no where – so in a very audible whisper: 'Shibuya – Natsumi or Wolfram?'
Yuuri's eyes circles and looks straight at Murata. His face looks so much in pain and confusion.
'Shibuya – you aren't a 15-years old anymore – you're 21 years old – and yes, I know about them… so I'm asking you what do you want to do to Wolfram?'
Yuuri kept his silence. Murata peers and was shocked to the dangerous gleam in Yuuri's eyes.
In just a few seconds - no make that a half a second - Yuuri was gone and change into someone he doesn't believe is here.
The Great Demon King of Shin Makoku.
'Wolfram von Bielefeld is mine.'
Murata shivers – the powerful energy is angry and full or rage. The Maou speaks.
'Maou…'
But before he can ever speaks – shouts are heard from the outside.
'QUICKLY! HE IS HERE!'
'THE BEAST IS HERE!'
'KAKA! THE BEAST HAVE DESTROYED THE BARRIER!'
Murata glance at his watch – midnight!
DAMMIT!
Murata hurriedly went to where Conrart and Gwendal is: 'Von Voltaire-Kyo, please use your Maryoku when I give the signal – surround Bielefeld with a barrier!'
Gwendal nods and hurriedly stood in front of his baby brother.
'DAMN!'
Gisela, Anissina and even Cheri gasped when they heard that from Conrart. Never in their life, they heard the second son curse like that.
They saw Dacauscas gave a light signal.
'The troops at the entrance are defeated! Gwendal!' Conrart shouts.
Gwendal hurriedly opens the windows and shouted: 'Surround the castle – tell everyone to watch all routes! The entrance have been defeated!' Gwendal then close the windows and murmurs something on his breath.
'I sealed the windows! Everyone get out of the doors and windows' Gwendal then kneels down and touch his hand at the floor and murmurs once again.
'To the scared dwelling of Shinou, to the elements of Earth. Obey this Mazoku who summons you!' The ground then shake and they can see an invisible barrier – like a tiny grains of sand makes its way to the door and windows.
BOOM!
BOOM!
BOOM!
The sound of a blast was heard from the outside.
'Teichou! We cant see the enemy but the entrance of the castle is destroyed!' Yozak shouted – they look up and saw Yozak jumps from one of the secret passage at the ceiling of the room.
'Yozak! What do you mean "cant see"?' Gunter huffs while running to his side.
'I don't know! Its like he's there but isnt really there! We cant see him!'
'What?' Gwendal shouted!
'Everyone! Circle Bielefeld! Ten troops at the outer circle – now!' Murata shouted.
Hube runs towards the ladies and guards them.
Yuuri, Murata, Yozak, Gwendal, Conrart and Gunter surrounds Wolfram, while the ten Voltaire troops surrounds them – making it a tight security.
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BOOOOMMMM!
'AHHHHHHHHHHH!'
'KKKYYYYAAAAAAAAA!'
The ladies screams when the front door in the silence suddenly exploded.
COUGH!
COUGH!
COUGH!
The explosion causes smokes.
The others hold their mouths, noses – the doors explosion was so violent. Must be because the door is sealed tightly and with Gwendal's barrier – the door was forcibly open.
Their eyes now opens… they can see nothing at first… but then the smoke, dust, sands disappears…
'What?' all of their thoughts.
At the entrance – there was nothing but a Mist…
A cold icy white mist like… its alive.
CLACK.
CLACK.
CLACK.
An elegant sound of footsteps.
CLACK.
CLACK.
CLACK.
Slowly… making its way to the now wrecked door.
CLACK.
CLACK.
CLACK.
'Von Christ! Von Voltaire!' Murata shouted and the two used their Maryoku and the ground shakes and the wind creates a void… swirling rapidly at the creature whose silhouette can't be fathom.
But the Maryoku was swallowed.
'WHAT THE-?' Gwendal and Gunter shouted.
With their Wind and Earth creating a frightening energy - but it was swallowed when a small black balls of energy surrounds it. It vanished.
'Weller-Kyo!' Murata shouted – his gaze glance at Wolfram who still looks undaunted – so calm.
His brow furrows like – what's wrong with Wolfram? Why isn't he showing any concerns?
Conrart and the others moved but a field so great stops them – they all look and glance at Yuuri.
Maou.
Yuuri now in the Maou mode – giving off pure menacing and dark and blue and violet Maryoku.
'You dare enter my Castle! SHOW YOURSELF!'
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'Oh my!'
'Great Shinou!'
'M-Monster!'
'Beast!'
'What the freaking hell?'
'MONSTER!'
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Genesis Septuagint.
Stood before them in his full glory.
He was not like what anything they have ever seen.
The soldiers who is inside all look terrified and intimidated by the Creature they have never seen in their Mazoku lives. Never in Shin Makoku a creature like him exist.
Gunter almost lost his wits with the beautiful Beast standing before them - so proud, so strong. As if wherever he walks - he owns the land.
Conrart and Yozak cant believe it themselves. This is the King of the Netherworld. They have seen him once in a different form. Never believing their little brother that the Beast he took was ever a human.
Gwendal clenches his fist angrily – looking at the Beast.
Murata exclaims... he cant believe that in his 4000 years of existence - he will have the opportunity to witness and see the King of the Netherworld.
Genesis Septuagint, the War God. The Glorious King of the Netherworld.
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Genesis stood there - a God - a War God.
Genesis walks and as he walks - the long white hair flows as if being swayed by the wind. The eyes of the Beast looks at Wolfram - glowing golden eyes with possessive power. They saw the beautiful white wolf-like tail of him. The long pointed ears. What more beautiful and frightening at the same time are the two horns on his head.
The War God dressed for battle – but not like the battle armor of Mazoku – he is dressed like a God of the Ancient medieval time. The black leather boots sounds so calm as he slowly comes forward. The armored chest plate have the carvings of Ancient Niflheimr in them, white furry feather surrounds him, as if you can see an Angel and Devil at the same time.
Beautiful Beast.
The right hand holding the hilt of his sword while the other at his side – long sharp claws can be seen. The white long hair gently sway with every steps he make. The stride is so sure – unafraid. His golden eyes glint when he saw his Destiny. His lips curved into a smile.
'Hello Wolfram.' Greets by a beautiful, deep and calm voice. Even the voice... low... sensual... as if it was the devil who has spoken.
'Hello Gene.' Wolfram greets – like greeting an old friend. The Maou's eyes glanced at the Demon Prince angrily – the slit of his eyes far more dangerous and terrifying.
Genesis smiled at the nick name Wolfram used to call him. He looks at Wolfram. Twenty five years have passed and Wolfram had become someone so beautiful... so fiery – yes he can feel it. The fierce Fire Element of his Soulmate.
He walks towards them but the Maou angered by the exchange of names – was surrounded by his Water Element – Gwendal and the others almost fly from where they stands – good thing Gwendal cast a barrier to Wolfram's place.
'RYUU!' Nine angry Dragon Serpent hissed at Genesis. They came forward – planning to drowned the Creature – but Genesis held his ground.
"Aacrimeya a esra e corre
e albama a esra e corre
e sama-maria e-anai
no sa ni
acordo.."
Everyone was awed – Genesis just whispered – no make that sings – short words he sings them and out of nowhere – circles of swords surrounds him and slash the Dragon Serpent.
If it was an ordinary swords – the Ryuu wouldn't sway – but the swords cuts them – like cutting a flesh. Angry, painful hissed of the Water Dragons sounded the whole room.
Everyone's hair shudders, their spine shivers - for they heard the hissing pain of the Dragons - as if it was a real live Dragon being cut.
'YOU!' The Maou then gather in his hands a powerful black violet energy ball.
Genesis looks at him, void of emotion and once again.
"Kire kagima saibastia
Inaria miamenta
Asora ita saibastia
Imilia iyasii iya...
Kiweta ita saibastia
Inaria miamenta
Asora ita saibastia
Imilia iyasii"
'WHA-'
All of them felt it – they can't move. Their whole body was struck with something – they can't lift their hands or feet.
Even the Maou cant move… the energy ball vanished and The Maou grits his teeth. He can't move his body. They are all binned by an invisible force.
Genesis walks again towards Wolfram – his eyes only looking at his Prince.
'NOOO! DAMN YOU!' They watched as the Maou tries hard to move his feet and arms – but Genesis spare him little glance and then he whistles.
The Maou's whole body was then drag to the ground. It's like the gravity on the place weights so much.
'ARGHHH!' The others too fell down. Murata slowly – painfully raises his face and saw that only them – only them near Wolfram were forced to sprawled onto the ground. He can see Hube and the others standing but unable to move.
Genesis walks towards Wolfram, the barrier Gwendal cast was swat away. Wolfram looks at his brothers who was still sprawled at the floor. Fighting Genesis is a stupid idea. He looks at Yuuri who same as his brothers was no used to the King - the War God of the Netherworld.
Wolfram looks again at Genesis. The first moment the War God shows himself, he was amazed. Genesis as a child is cute and he laughs at Gene's cute horns as he plays with it. But Genesis horns as an adult look so menacing, so exquisite.
Genesis' white long hair flows and he can see the softness of it. The War God's true nature shows, he is no man. He is a half-Beast and Half-God.
Who saved him from death.
Who have given him half his life... He owe everything to Genesis.
A promise is a promise.
The Mazoku's in the whole room cant help but be astonished and mesmerized by the man or beast. Gwendal and the others use their Maryoku and now in kneeling position, one knee on the ground and so are the others… Conrart use all his strength to even lift his body. Murata use some of his Maryoku to help the others – but the War God is so powerful – even not on his own Realm the War God is superbly amazing.
Wolfram stands from his chair. Genesis smiles at Wolfram.
'W-WOLFRAM!' Yuuri shouts. Murata and the others looks and see that The Maou have return to being Yuuri.
Everybody gasped when Genesis kneels in front of Wolfram.
'I have waited for so long Wolfram... so very long.'
'WHY? WHY WOLFRAM?' Yuuri shouted.
Not looking at Yuuri, Genesis looks up straight to the beautiful emerald green eyes.
'Gene... Genesis gave me half of his life. He was the one who saved me from dying the first time. Shinou knows this... my Hahaue knows of this...'
'Wolfram von Bielefeld's Fire - is my life. Together he and I will bring peace to the Netherworld. I have wage war and won them Wolfram. I promised you - a little bit more and peace can be attain...'
'Please don't take him away!' Conrart pleads.
''That's impossible... For Wolfram is the only man I chose to bear my child.' Genesis then encircle Wolfram's waist with his arms and to the shock and astonishment of all - the Great King of the Netherworld kneel and kisses Wolfram's belly.
Wolfram was stunned with the gesture. Genesis is very forward and yes - Genesis as the God of the Netherworld - no one can questions him. His gestures, the way he walks and talks - he is a God.
'Have you said good bye to your family?'
'No...' Wolfram whispers sadly and looks at Greta.
'Papa WOLF!'
'You adopted a child.'
'Hmmm... how did you know? Maybe she is my child. And why should I bear a child? I'm a man too! I may have an affair with some ladies here and there.'
The occupants cant believe that Wolfram said those words - as if he is not afraid of taunting the Beast.
But instead of anger - the Beast only gave a small sensual chuckles.
'Nay. She isnt you child. You will never abandon a woman or a man. You are fierce and loyal and faithful... You answering to my call is a sign - the red strings are connected.'
Genesis raised his left hand and yes - to the astonishment of all - the red string that's on Wolfram's left ring finger connects with Genesis' left ring finger.
It is now glowing bright red.
'You know me well... even after twenty-five years.'
'Because you have my blood in you... but your lips… it has touched someone.' Genesis said and touches Wolfram's lips so gently like touching a fragile snow.
'Yes…' Well it is true, he was possessed by Shinou that time. He knows that the only way to activate the Dry Wind is by kissing the other – though he doesn't have any memory of it…
'Will you take him now?' they all gasped when Shinou out of nowhere ask Genesis. Shinou appears transparent but - Shinou Heika still.
'SHINOU HEIKA!'
'Yes. As I have promised - you have used of Wolfram's heart. Now it is no more a key.'
'Yes it isn't anymore.'
'SHINOU! STOP HIM!' Murata shouted.
'Nay. That I cannot do.' Shinou said.
'WHY? WOLFRAM BELONGS HERE!' Yuuri angrily shouted.
'No Shibuya Yuuri – Wolfram belongs to Genesis now. He have given you lots of time – but its looks like my descendant have chosen chosen and the red string of fate have answered.'
'NO! PLEASE SHINOU!'
'I am sorry Shibuya Yuuri – I too have give you more than five years to love my descendant-'
'You are trying to cheat me in a way that you aren't breaking the vow.' Genesis said – not in anger. Just a simple conversation between two Gods.
'Yes. I thought I could give Shibuya Yuuri the protection he needs and love with my descendant as his fiancé and as the same time save him from being taken by you… after all you did promise-'
'I will give him up if the one he loves – loves him back – more than he loves him…'
'Yes. That is precisely correct – hitting two birds with one stone.'
'You are clever for a dead King.'
'Oh. But I am still the Great One my dear God of War.'
'Still nosy I suppose.'
'SHINOU! STOP YOUR TALK! TAKE WOLFRAM!' Murata shouts. This is not something he gets – he thought Shinou will be of help.
'No my dear Sage. I have heard everything… and from the looks of it – The Maou Shibuya Yuuri chooses someone else…'
'NO! The Maou chooses him!'
'But not Yuuri Heika.'
'This conversation is taking so long. I will take my Wolfram now.'
'PAPA!'
Wolfram's back stiffen and he turns around. His baby Greta… his beloved daughter…
'Greta love… I have to go… remember what I told you?'
'Yes… But! Papa! Please come back! You promise me! You promise me!'
'I will try my beloved child.'
'I am sorry my little wolf… you cant bring your child – there is still war upon us.' Genesis said and gently touch with his large hands Wolfram's hair.
'But I can feel the love you have for the child...'
Genesis then raise his hand a little and from it an orb forms - a glowing mirror. It floats to Greta and everyone gasped when Greta touches it - they can all see Wolfram and Greta's happy moments.
'Child. I am deeply sorry. But my Wolfram belongs to me now. But treasure that - Memory of the two of you.'
Greta nods - with tears flowing from her eyes.
'My Wolfram... I am sorry...'
'I understand Gene…'
Wolfram glanced once more – to his family.
'Good bye…'
'Wolf please…' Cheri sobs. Cheri, with all her Maryoku – she cant summon it – for she knows that what is important now is Wolfram's happiness… and she knows that if Yuuri Heika cant give it – only Genesis can gave it to her son. For Genesis is Wolfram's true other half.
'But Hahaue… you all know these… I have even reminded this of you… its inevitable.' Wolfram sadly told her.
'Good bye Aniue and … Koonichan…' Wolfram smiles and looks at the two wonderful men on his life. The two who have been there for him, when he was a child. The powerful Mazoku he so admires and dream of becoming… His Heroes…
'Wolf… please…' Conrart begs. The others are stunned, never have they seen The Lion of Lütenberg cries.
'Wolf… Puu please…' Conrart, like a knight kneeling – tears of despair and regrets streams on his cheeks from his brown beautiful eyes.
'Thank you Koonichan… I'll be strong and I'll never forget you.'
'WOLFRAM!' Gwendal shouted. Wolfram looks and he can feel the ground shake – he smiles. Gwendal von Voltaire truly is a Mazoku so powerful – that even Genesis' whisper of Magic – cant control fully. He knows how his brother is struggling to get away from Genesis' Magic.
'Aniue… thank you so much… you're the best father and brother… and I can never wish for more.'
Gwendal shock by the confession looks at his baby brother.
'Don't say it like that! I will get you back!'
Wolfram just smiles. He doesn't like this good byes anymore.
He just wants to get out… they have so many years to spend with him – but only now… only now will they notice him… he felt anger and sadness at the same time…
'Gene… let's go home.'
'WOLFRAMMMMMMM! THIS IS YOUR HOME!' Yuuri shouted. Tears, pool of tears are descending on the Maou's eyes. Everybody saw it – Gisela and the other medics saw the blood on their Maou's lips from his biting of it and hands – clenching it to fist.
'Good bye Yuuri Heika.' Wolfram bows.
Genesis looks at Shinou.
'Two souls - you are the half of the other. Life and Soul. Your two bodies are now one. One soul forever – never to be parted. Protect each other… and Wolfram... know this... you are always loved by the Bielefeld and me. You are my descendant from Rufus... as your Great Great Great Grandfather - you have my protection and divinity and it will reach all the realms of this universe.' Shinou smiles at them.
Wolfram was stunned with the confession. He knows he is linked to Shinou - but he never knew that Shinou Heika is his ancient grandfather.
Genesis bows and Wolfram bows.
The whole room then trembles. All occupants feel the gust of cold and heated winds… a combination of both. Forms of electrical charges appears. Like dancing lightning…
A vortex opens - a black hole.
'Bye bye...' Wolfram whispers.
'Be happy my descendant.' Shinou whispers.
And within seconds – Wolfram and Genesis vanished as they were swallowed by the vortex.
'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!' Yuuri shouted.
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