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Chapter 8

Odd feelings

That man kept smiling at me. Erik said once that he gave me the soul of an old man. Why would I be so special that the soul maker himself would come to ask me how I was? I knew this man, god or whatever it was, was looking after me, after my own good. I don't know how to describe what I feel, but when he looks at me, I see love in his eyes. Not the same love I have for Erik, no, something else I couldn't put my finger on.

-Then, if you are not my master, what are you...? I asked, now finding myself blushing with embarrassment, hoping it did not sounded too rude

-Tonight isn't the right time to talk about it. He said, still grinning at me

I nodded, trying to think about something, but oddly, knowing that something very close to a god was glaring at me, made me uncomfortable.

-You look tired Corrine, maybe you should go to sleep. Erik murmured

I knew he didn't said that because I looked tired, even if I truly was, he wanted to be alone with his...master. Geez, he wasn't a pet to call someone 'master'. Okay the guy was a god and Erik was an angel. But...but... ohh never mind!

Taking my courage in hands, I looked straight into the maker's eyes.

-I want to know what happened to my family. I said as firmly as I could manage

-Your family is perfectly well. The demon tried to pried into their weak mind, but I did not let him do it. You don't exist for them anymore, but I engaged myself at looking after them, for you.

I was thankful for that. He was nice after all. But, wait! He said 'demon' not 'demons'. Could there be only one looking for me and the other indigos? Or was there only one evil guy looking for me?

-There is only one demon looking for you Corrine. Only, he has many minions serving him. The soul maker said, probably reading my mind

-Does that thing has a name? I asked, not really knowing why I would need the name of a thing from hell

I saw the hesitation in the maker's eyes. But then, he took a deep breath and took my hand. It was incredibly soft and warm. With his thumb, he traced a pattern on the back of it. My eyes were fixed at what his fingers were doing and slowly, I felt my lids closing over my now tired eyes.

I tried to open them and as I did, I felt the warmth from his hand growing and slowly reach the rest of my arm and then filled my whole body. I knew now that he was doing this to stop me from asking any other question. What did he had to hide from me? Was I not the one after who that thing was running? Had I not the right to know something as simple as it's name.

First thing I knew after that, was that he had left my hand and Erik was slowly lifting me to bring me to the bed. I knew that, but what happened next I did not, for I was fast asleep.