Be warned this contains mentions of blood and child sacrifices. (I warned thee!),
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A chamber, in a large underground in a Cave, Typically of Demon made design. A loud howls and terrifying screams Everywhere inside of it. A Mage appears Dressed in red and black robes. He came as he looks at what's to be a mirror of old designs. He bowed respectfully to it Called.. yes .. Ashure the terrible mage of Omenvalley's.
"O Great one. Show me what i seek." He prayed to the mirror-figure. The mirror-figure slightly with a deafening sound of rocks moving, it turns its head to his direction. Then mutter in a Deep Eerie voice.
"What thy Seek is can be thy doom or thy eternal bliss. Choose wisely mortal!" The Mirror-figure forewarned, His voice do not promise good things, as if it tells of a warning than an easy task. It will end with. Whether he dies trying or Achieves it.
"What do thy mean! O great one!" The Mage utters. Not believing what the mirror-figure tells. He stops for mere seconds than begans.
"O great one!, All i ask is for thee to guide me to the right child!. That can give me what i seek!" Ashure Mutters plea. The Mirror-figure tsked at him for such a plea. It begans talking again.
"Thy must know, not all children are zoris!. Zoris have a significant condition on their eyes. Their nose and their skin!. I thought you clever Ashure!.." the Mirror-figure Said in a monotonous tone. Not interested in the Mage and his desires.. note:- Zoris are the children that can give the sorcereres and mages Great fortune if they were to be sacrificed in temples or caves. It is a real life stoies. Not mere tales. Without any more delays he left the place to his Place. He teleports to Virgina instead. Precisely the place Aliyaa family in. While walking he heard a voice. voice of a little boy. The boy age is 8 years old he was playing with his little sister. Ashure glances at them. They were playing happy and laughing together. he then remembers the mirror-figure words. He came closer to them. Mere looking is not going to define their features. So he must think of something or a Solution to let him came to them without making them Run away from him.. he remembers what children loves .
"Ah! Chocolate!" He muses. He magically Created ones. Two bars one for the little boy other for the little girl. He changed his looks, magically of course. He wore a white robes and a golden hat. He came laughing delightfully to them. The children looks to his direction. He friendly offers them a bar of chocolate. As the children they are, they Accpet his wicked Gift. They thanked him and ate the chocolates. He took this chance to check their hands and eyes. if the memory did not betray him. They look exactly like the "zoris children" . He magically Restrained them. they shouts for help. then and teleport to his place. And the rituals begans ..
One of his personal servants. Brings him the dagger for the rituals. he gaved them a potion to lessen their pain and senses. Showing little mercy for his foul doings and deeds.
Ashure then begans changing his incantation and magic language for the Zoris rituals. he took the dagger, he precisely plunged the dagger into the boys heart. Ripping it and bleeding inside out. He took the dagger filled with blood and Drawint symbols around their bodies. Calling for the guardians of the treasure.
(A demon guard underground treasures). The demon magically pulled into this room. He look flustered. Then he glances at the rituals in front of him. Annoyed and anger from pulling him for the wrong time and the wrong sacrifice.. he Cried pure anger.
"What is this mockery!!" The demon sneered into his face. His red eye Pours into Ashure. Ashure maintained his composure.
"A sacrifice for the treasure is it not?" The mage simply answered. The demon tsked at his face.. looking at the dead children and their scared faces. The demon know this is not the first time Ashure fails for such activities. The demon once again looked at him then murmured.
"I advised thee to Give up. Not everyone have what it takes. You simply try and fail everytime. And there is limited time for such activies." The demon utters without any emotions or feeling. Ashure was not surprised either. He knows this demon personally. Arelm the demon. Crosses his arm. Waiting for Ashure reply's.
"No!, I will not give up!, even If i die trying!" Ashure determined. Arelm did not look Surprised nor interested either. He is just doing his job. That is guarding the treasure of it is unworthy seekers ans glory-seekers. Only the worthy Shall have it.
"Time will proves this! Ashure, and your running out of it. You have mere numbered years!. Tick tock tick tock!" He says as he smiles cruelly at him, enjoying his failures and Unsuccessfullness. The demon He had enough of this, With a snap of his fingers he left this creepy Bloody place. In instant Ashure
Slams the table in Anger. He cannot Fail he must not, he cannot afford to fail,
Or there is not treasure. Hopeless was creeping inside his heart. He killed many countless children for such a stupid, cannot be found treasure. Yet he continues. because no one can find him to judge him then Bring justice to those unfortunate children. He will continue his search to find the children and Get the treasure. He will have it or no ones can!.
"So, Ashure! Did you finally do it?" His friend Mage grinned at him. He seems hopeful yet Failure smashes this hope. Ashure glances at him, His eyes alone tell the answer. He pressed his lips together. His friend failed. Again. No wonder it is uneasy task yet is inhuman. His friend Borēm. tries his best to cheer him up, yet he fail again. How many children will he slaughter to Achieve this? It is impossible. Virgina is very very big and wide Nation. And the population at last if not least will be 8 billion people alone in Virgina let alone the other nations. The demon is right, giving up is the only Logical choice. Or her prefer to work himself to the bone and skips a lot of nights sleepless. Bōrem offers his friend a fine wine. Then talk
About his own achievements and such..
"Ashure! There are other things more worth it than this Treasure. Like discovering new spells and new getting deeper in knowledge of Magic!, Come'on friend the treasure is not everything!" Bōrem Advised his friend. Speaking logic and truth in his words. Life does not revolve only on this Treasure. Ashure feele a little cheered up
Bōrem is right, The treasure is not everything. There must be other things worth his time and Efforts. Unbeknownst to them a sneaky bastard demon Spying on them. On their mirror he is Raquel demon of desolation. he adores it when people Fails and they are devastated to the bone. And moreover there is a problem and soon to be a war between them. It is like a food to his belly. It feeds him greatly. He grins sinsterly at them. If there is anything he hates more than Lucifier, is these pathetic mages who works for him. Raquol, the demon of desolation. Surprisingly he is the only demon who despies and hates Lucifier and plots his demise. If you're asking who he pledge himself to? The previous leader of demons Souma. Who had his demise at the hands of Lucifier. He hates Lucifier and Mages and humans Alike. All are Equal in his hate. He listens to their conversations. Deeply intrigued by Ashure failure. Ashure then got up to walk somewhere to clear his mind. Bōrem did not stop him. Raquol then plans to destroy someone else other than Lucifier. And he is Ashure. He is happy for his failure, only for now.
"I will not let him succeed!" Raquol promised while spying at them from his mirror. In this chapter not only Ashure appears Raquol as well. Raquol is a demon of desolation as we speak earlier. What did i not mention he is 2500 years old. He know most of things, after all he lived long enough to know whats right from wrong. He knows how things work in there. Dark, depressed and desolate. He take such pleasure in people failling all around him. Even from the west or the east. All are Equal to him. Raquol magic or power is mix between demonic magic and the mages magic and shapeshifting too. Not to mention his great mastery of his shadow magic. He can steal people shadows or shades to feed him or uses it to kill them. Or inflicting them with illness and diseases. He will plots of a great demise for his enemies Ashure and lucifier. His magic mirror shows him of a two little demons.. yes Little Jaroud and Vaūm. They were happily talking and playing together. He hums with interest at then. These two are young and inexperienced a poor combination he thoughts. He cannot harm them. Because they are neither his enemy nor they are the children of Lucifier. They're from another Father. He noted. He will find about this later. Now he must focus his attention on Ashure and Lucifier.
"These two are youthful energetic.. yet oblivious to the danger that is around them. Ah such a feeling i greatly yearns to ." He mused at them. With his fox deceving eyes. Oops! Forgot to talk about his appearance(looks). Raquol has a dark purple hair. Dark green eyes, Handsome face and a muscular body. He doesn't has a tail nor wings. He is a human-like more than a demon. But he use shadow magic. Allowing him to transform into animals and such. He has a two dark purple lines on his cheeks. He wear tight leather jeans. Sometimes prefer go topless sometimes not. He is not an incubus. He doesn't seduce his victims. Demon of desolation is something else not a incubus like Jaroud. Nor a Vauldren like Vaūm. He somtimes kills his Victims face to face and or silently plotting their demise. He is mostly known for killing Lucifier childrens and his descendants. He lives in South west of Virgina. In his father palace which he inherited after he killed his uncle. Who strongly Allies with Lucifier. He hears a footsteps he quickly discontinue what he is seeing in his mirror. Yes he shuts it off.
"Sire! Do you want to have dinner now or.." his valet asked him. Raquol looks at him. Smiling to him then answering.
"Yes please." He replied To his Valet. The valet nodded then left to do his job.
•In Hadi Aepel place•
He is in his field of work. Looking at his sheeps and Guarding them from wolves or heynas. The sheeps and lambs were happily eating the grass. He then Brings a huge bucket and pours water for them to drink. They came to it drink . He was silently looking at them. He is happy after all. He is working to provide his family the money they need. After hours he called for the sheeps and lambs to him they followed him to the farm He opens the cage door for them and they Quickly entered it. He closed it. He made sure every sheep inside the cages in the farm. They were making the sheep sounds satisfied with the food, water and the nature he lets them dwell in it for hours. He locked the farm, the fence of the farm, so no thief or burglar enter it to steal. Then he left to his family house. He entered the house. He again greets his beloved
Wife and his daughter. Farrah was happy with his return. His wife kissed him and he kissed back. Farrah gently Gave Aliyaa to her father so he can holds her and hugs her. He gently holds her and hugged. She came with the Dinner. The family were happy. And content. She asked him
"Did the work goes smoothly as usual dear Husband?" Farrah asked then giggles at him. He smiles at her then utters.
"Yes my beloved wife. It did go as usual smoothly if you want to say it." He responded at her then chuckles. He cannot has enough of her or this delicious food she cooks for him. Aliyaa laughs while playing with her hand in the Air. He chuckles at her. He holds her again. Gently stroking her cheeks she chuckles showing these lovely babys laugh.. he chuckles again.
"Let me carry her. I finished eating my lovely husband." His wife defclared. He shooks his head no. She smiles at him. She smiles at him .
"Let me carry her. You need to eat!" She insisted on that. He looks at her. She seems Serious and he then agreed to gives Aliyaa to her .
"Thank you habibi." She chuckles at him. Then she left to cuddle her and feeding her.
With that we end this chapter.. Stay tuned for more!