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No woman would not tremble in fear once they heard the mention of the castle in the Western Land.
The nest of the evil demon lord.
The castle of death, the tomb of human girls.
The demon summoned girls of age between fourteen and seventeen or any girl who fit the profile. All had sweet angelic face and smile, all young, black hair, brown eyes, fair skin. All were looked almost identical to one another.
No one ever came back once entered the castle.
It has been years, century even, the castle of the west has become the terrors of evil, the place all women avoided.
Rumors said the demon consumes the young fresh to remain youthful. He was a stunningly beautiful demon with silver hair.
All followed the same pattern, a girl was summon there, (kidnap there), and he would bed them.
Always a warm voice that should not belonged to the cold-heart demon lord, calling the same name like a spell that filled with loved, longing, regret, protective, and possessive.
"Rin"
Only when he called that name and that name alone did his voice felt so warm and alive.
Yet sad.
He caressed them, holding them, loving them.
Then he killed them.
No one knew why he did what he did.
No one dared to question him.
He was the demon lord of the western land who stole young girls' body.
Once in a while, people will heard a painful, terrifying howling in the midnight air, trembling throughout the western land. Raising chills from people's spine and made hairs stand on end.
No one knew why.
No one dared tried to find out.
It was a sad howl that belonged to a lost soul.
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(Nov-12-12)
