Kapitel 6: The Man With The Imperial Horns

"Then, who?" She heard Ella ask her, but she was unable to speak as she noticed how the surroundings gradually changed by the moment she observed it.

Earlier, the sky was dark... yet calm. The trees were dancing to the cold, strong wind, and the street lights looked so exquisite, the same as the full moon that she could see from where she was standing.

But now, the sky looked in rage as the darkness went doubled— tripled, to be exact. The moon was covered up by a black-colored sky with red highlights on it.

The trees suddenly withered as their dried leaves were winding in her direction. It turned onto her, like covering her from something dangerous— or more like, marking her on something she didn't know.

The street lights went off and the place was covered in darkness. She couldn't see or feel anything besides the strong wind blowing onto her body. She shivered as she rubbed her arms using both of her hands.

"Ella?" She called her friend. "Where are you?" She tried shouting for the second time, but the only thing she could hear was her voice echoing in the whole place.

Louisanna couldn't move as she couldn't see anything. Who would have known if there was an abyss in front of her?

'I knew it,' she said at the back of her mind as her head went from left to right, probably trying to look for something she could use to know whether she was dreaming, or maybe, summoned to the afterworld.

Louisanna was naturally observant as she grew up in a complex environment. She was a child back then when her mother suddenly got a cardiac arrest while cleaning their home.

She took her mother to the hospital when she was seven years old, and until now, the doctors couldn't determine what type of sickness her mother has.

At a young age, she needed to work for herself and for her studies. Having no father who left them for years, the only thing she can do is to be strong, although, at that time, she felt like dying. Being alive felt exhausting.

"What do you want from me?" she asked as a ball of fire went and flew in front of her.

When she tried to reach it using her index finger, the fire immediately vanished as the wind went colder, and the place became quiet. In contrast, the silence made her deaf.

"Hey!"

Louisanna jumped in shock as Ella snapped her back into reality. Little did she know, her friend was just observing as her face went from being emotionless to being shocked— And now, jumping out of fear as she intended to shock her because she wasn't listening.

"What?!" Louisanna's adrenaline was at its peak as she almost punched Ella in her face. Lucky girl her friend may be, she was able to dodge.

"Gosh! Since when did you become so violent?" Ella exclaimed as her eyes widened while staring at Louisanna who seemed not to be in her right mind. "Ah, don't mind me. You're spacing out."

Louisanna couldn't answer her as she was thinking about that ray of fire. When she looked at her surroundings, everything went back to normal.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay? My bus is coming," Ella told her as they saw a bus approaching. "Get some rest and sleep a lot, okay? You need that!"

"Fine. Just go."

After that, Ella went inside the bus, while Louisanna sat in the waiting shed for a bit while waiting for the bus that will travel onto the residence where she was staying.

It's late midnight and it's dangerous for a woman like her to be alone, but the good thing is that her city has high-security protection and punishment for violent crimes. Although the place was quiet, she knew she was safe.

"Here it is," Louisanna told herself as she saw an orange bus approaching. She didn't waste any time as she went inside so she could go home.

As soon as she went inside the home where she used to live with her mother, she immediately locked the door and threw herself on the couch. Her body felt weak as the ray of light coming from the fluorescent started to hurt her eyes.

With that, she suddenly remembers the red eyes she saw earlier in the dark, and the ball of fire as well.

"It wasn't my imagination..." she whispered as she sat on the couch as cracked her bones in the neck. "It was real."

She can still remember how intensified she felt as the astonishment and fear consumed her at that time. Louisanna closed her eyes for a second and hugged herself as she felt a strong wind blow in front of her. It even winded her hair a little, even the electric fan wasn't turned on.

And when she opened her eyes, she almost jumped as she saw a man in front of her, wearing a black polo shirt, black pants, black leather shoes, partnered with his newly black trench coat, and with a devilish smile on his lips.

"Hey there, the little girl with the authentic white hair," he told her as he waved his hand, chuckling a bit as the woman in front of her had her eyes widened and tried to move onto the edge of the couch.

"Heck!" she exclaimed, frightened, as she immediately got one pillow to serve as her protection. "W-Who are you?"

Louisanna wanted to bang her head on the wall when she stuttered. She wanted to make the man see that she was a woman full of courage, but her body movements and even the tone of her voice doesn't show it.

"You're thinking about me, isn't it?" the man asked her in a teasing tone. He tried to read her mind, but it was to avail.

He didn't move from his position. Domhall was still leaning on the couch, crossing his arms onto his chest as his gaze went darker on the woman in every second that had passed.

The woman in front of him is the same woman he had been finding for a long time. He didn't know why, but back in the human world— Earth, as he was doing his favorite pastime which is to absorb negative energies from every person, he suddenly felt strong energy in this place... which is so pure and delicate.

And as the demon king, it annoys him as his skin feels itchy. Every second, it was unbearable.

'How can someone like her be innocent, sinless, and pure in this cruel and chaotic world?'

"What the fuck?" Louisanna replied instantly as she raised her right eyebrow before frowning. She was giving him a deadly gaze.

'Or not?'

"Ooh, how feisty!" Domhall couldn't believe what he had just heard as he laughed hard. His laughter filled the place. "I thought an innocent angel like you shouldn't be cursing someone, right?"

"I am no angel," she said in a cold tone before her stares intensified.

Domhall nodded as he immediately believed what she had said. It's impossible for an angel to curse someone as they were prohibited from doing the things that were pretty much normal in hell.

'But why was her aura so pure? I couldn't even sense a sign of evilness in her heart. If she's not an angel, then what is she?' Domhall asked in the back of his mind.

"Now tell me, who are you?"

This time, it wasn't a pillow Louisanna was holding. As soon as the guy became distracted, thinking about something, Louisanna took the chance to rummage in her bag and look for one of her greatest protectors— her fake gun.

"Answer me!"

"My name's Domhall," he immediately answered as the side of his lips rose. "And I am the demon king."

Louisanna stopped moving, even breathing, as she's literally seeing a black fog surrounding the man in front of her. He has heart-shaped eyes, thick eyebrows, a strong jawline, a pointed nose, and a strong body built to die for. However, that's not the time to admire someone who trespassed onto her house.

"How did you get here—" she stopped speaking as she realized something. Louisanna pointed to the window closed with glass and white curtains as she asked, "Did you break my window glass?"

Domhall raised a brow before smirking and said, "Why would I do that if I can do this?"

In just a second, moving even faster than the wind, Domhall was already in front of her. His right hand was placed on her waist, while his hand traveled onto her slightly parted lips.

"Don't—"

She stopped speaking as she felt his warm and soft thumb caressing her lower lip. Louisanna gasped as she felt how close they were to each other, especially when she can even feel his warm breath that was hitting her skin, and his masculine scent lingering on her nose.

For an unknown reason, she felt like the man in front of him was familiar... But what she was getting confused about is while he was touching her skin as his dark red eyes tend to read onto her soul, she felt nothing.

She didn't feel her energy getting drained. In fact, it was the opposite. Her energy increased as she felt revitalized because of his subtle, gentle touch.

When it felt euphoric for Louisanna, it felt horrific for Domhall, not because his energy was being sucked out, but because of the scorching heat building inside him as his gaze went onto Louisanna's neck.

It was still delectable— Just like the first time he saw her in the bar. Domhall breathed heavily as he didn't want to commit a sin.

'A sinner who didn't want to commit a sin? Fuck.' Domhall laughed at his thoughts, but he was immediately stunned when he felt Louisanna's fingers travel onto his cheek, up to his head.

He felt shivers sent onto his spine. Little did he know, one of the parts of his body that should have been only visible to the inferno was starting to appear— His horns that were equivalent to a crown in their place.

"What are you doing, woman?" he asked as his gaze went darker. It felt like Louisanna was seducing her in a subtle, naughty way.

"Your horns... Imperial horns to be exact..." she said as she tapped onto the horn on the right side.

It grew. The red light from it intensified as Domhall closed his eyes as he felt something strange in the woman's presence. It was still itchy on his skin, but he was amused to see the astonishment visible in her facial expression. He can see how her eyes shine like a fire burning in the dark.

"They were beautiful."

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Kapitel 7: A Power Than Can Weaken The Demon

"Is this real? Are you really the demon king?"

Louisanna's curious voice lingered on his mind. He stared into her and he was mesmerized to see how astonished her expression was while still caressing his other horn. It was gentle and he almost groaned in pleasure as his horns were suddenly reacting to her touch.

He didn't know how that appeared in the human world when it was supposed to be only visible when he was in the inferno— The same as his demon form. But now, it was showing in front of the woman who was giving him a strange feeling.

"Yes." He tried to make his voice sound intimidating, but it failed as he couldn't even find the strength in it.

The girl's presence, whom he had known as Louisanna Lohengrin, made him weak.

Her diamond-shaped eyes, pointed nose, pink and rosy lips, and captivating blue eyes were enough for Domhall to admire her. He's the one who should seduce her, but his plan backfired as he couldn't stop his heart from beating so fast.

At this point, he was preaching to himself in the back of his mind why he had the guts to show himself in front of her, in her own territory. He should have listened to his intuition earlier when he was monitoring her in the dark.

'She's dangerous,' he remembered the other side of his mind told him, but he just ignored it.

"Prove it." Louisanna placed the mouth of the gun on Domhall's forehead as she gave him a deadly gaze.

Of course, she was confident to use that because it's a fake. Although Domhall couldn't read her mind through his powers, he can read through her body movements. This was a skill he needed to master back when he was a CEO. Aside from that, maybe Louisanna was just easy to read.

"I don't need to," he answered as he used his telekinesis power to move her hand. However, he noticed that his power didn't even affect the woman, so he needed to pull the gun on her hand himself, and throw it on the floor.

Next, his hand immediately traveled onto her neck as he slightly clung his fingers to it. He smirked as her little yet delicate neck fitted onto his hand.

The heat he could feel within his body intensified... as Louisanna gasped because of the sudden skinship. But at some point, she liked it. It felt like her body was healing in no time.

She can feel good energy going inside of her body as Domhall lets go of her neck when he felt like he was running out of breath, but Louisanna's other hand was still holding his horn, and she was even slightly pulling it like a stick on the sand.

He can feel his body shaking. His heart beat doubled as sweat started to form on his forehead. The intense pain he had felt was so sudden he couldn't even decipher where it came from.

'I need to get out of here. I'm losing a tremendous amount of my power,' Domhall said at the back of his mind— slightly panicking because the only reason why he was still alive after all these years is the power he had to rule inferno.

Losing it might bring him to his grave.

"Don't," Domhall commanded her in an authoritative tone.

In just a second, Domhall removed Louisanna's hand holding him as a tremendous amount of power came out of his body. A smokey fog with a color of red and black combined began to sway with the wind as he was planning to get out of this place, but even with the fog covering his body, he could still see how Louisanna's eye color changed from the color black to blue.

'Blue? That feature is something that only werewolves have,' he told himself, he wasn't able to continue on his thoughts when suddenly, Louisanna was filled with white energy all over her body, yet her facial expression was still confused as she stared at him.

She didn't know anything. She even couldn't feel anything. Unaware of what was happening to her body, she took a step forward to walk in Domhall's direction, but due to their surprise, Domhall's body was smashed onto the white wall as an enormous amount of energy came out of her body, striking Domhall in one blow.

"Fuck!" Domhall screamed in pain as he felt the pain in his back. His body hit the wall hard as he fell to the floor. When he held his nose, he noticed it was bleeding.

Louisanna got alarmed because of what she was seeing. With a worried facial expression and slightly parted lips, she tried to run in his direction to help him stand up.

"Hey, demon king! Are you okay—"

Louisanna couldn't finish her sentence as her head started to ache. She kneeled on the ground as she pants hard while holding her head tightly.

It feels like something was buried in her brain, but she couldn't see what it was. She screamed in pain, loudly and in agony. It was even evident in her voice as it cracked while her tears were falling from her eyes without her knowing.

On the other hand, Domhall felt a sum of energy coming onto his body, and he instantly realizes it came from his spirit guide— Ellaine. He didn't waste any second as he immediately released a fiery smoke for the second time, and he was glad since it worked out.

Only a split second had passed and he was teleported to hell, where Ellaine was just sitting on the couch, crossing her one leg onto the other, same as her arms, as she gave her king a questionable look.

"I'm glad you were able to give me some of your energy," Domhall said, panting as he closed his eyes and absorbed all the negative energies around him.

A group of black, hazy smoke started to have its direction toward him. With that, the burns on his skin suddenly healed as he felt replenished.

However, the process, this time, was painful to him as he winced every second while the cuts on his skin started to get back to normal.

"Ah, damn it." All he could do was curse the pain.

He knew the situation back there was between life and death.

If not for Ellaine, everything could be way more dangerous for him. But that wouldn't stop him from coming to Louisanna. He knew that something strange was going on with that woman.

He won't stop coming back for her, although he needs to endure the pain and itchiness every time he's at a near distance from her.

"Where have you been?" Ellaine asked while raising a brow. "Did you fight somewhere? I told you to be careful."

Domhall didn't answer as he focused all of his energy on revitalization. In his situation like now, he can say that the experience was way worse than when he fought a rebel angel who wanted to explore their place like it was a park where he could stroll.

Thankfully, someone on the higher-ups went down so he could refrain from killing someone of the other race.

He hated angels. They think they were superior, although both races were made for the same purpose: To obtain balance in the human world.

"I can feel your presence but I couldn't locate exactly your location," Ellaine even added, so he turned his head to look at her. "That was a dangerous move."

"Why would a demon king be careful?" Domhall's cold voice filled the whole room. "I rule this territory. They were the ones who should be careful when I'm in sight."

After that, his gaze moved to the sinners that were in their designated cages. "Right, peasants?"

The sinners— peasants, as Domhall calls it, didn't answer him as they just bowed their heads to him, showing some respect.

No sinners were able to see the Demon king. They could only hear his voice, but when someone has the chance to see the king face-to-face, it just means that their soul would vanish.

For good. With no chance to reincarnate.

"You're only ruling this territory, Domhall." Ellaine stood up as she walked on the mini-fire lake where she could stare at her reflection.

"It's different in other worlds, universes, and races. You may be safe inside this place, but it's different outside," she added as she whipped her black demon tail to the side.

"What do you mean by that?" His servant's sentence caught his attention.

However, Ellaine didn't answer immediately as she started to admire her reflection first.

If Domhall's demon figure was horrible, Ellaine was the opposite. She likes how her skin is tanned when she evolves into her demon form. Her long, black hair up to her waist, pointy demon tail, and her dark red eyes perfectly complemented her red tube top and black jeans.

Her demon figure looked exquisite as her powers were intact, unlike her king. Until now, she was waiting for Domhall to realize how powerful he was, and use it not just to rule Inferno, but the other places, and races as well.

"Some people wanted to kill you, and some special species were exploring there… Which is the reason why you should realize by now how powerful your bloodline is," she muttered as she rested both of her hands on her back before turning her direction to Domhall.

"It's just my hypothesis, anyway. We'll never know what's happening outside this place. There were so many races to the point I even lost count," she told him in a casual tone.

Domhall, on the other hand, was trying to read between the lines as he walked and sat on his throne. After a few minutes, he was able to re-energize most of his lost energy, and he has enough strength to think again.

There were so many questions running through his mind, but mainly, it was about that woman whom he felt unusual energy with.

"Rest here for a while. You're my responsibility. The majesty will kill me if something bad happens to you," Ellaine commanded her but he just raised a brow.

"I am your king, Ellaine. No one can dictate me except me." He crossed his leg as he played fire with his index finger. The fire surrounding the place started to grow. "Who's the majesty, by the way?"

"You'll meet her when the right time comes."

That's the last thing Ellaine had told him before she vanished like ash.