Capítulo 8: Nightmare
At Catherine question Alexander explained to her about Beelzebub and the fly, but even after that, she didn't show an understanding expression. She just stared at the young Demon Prince before her with a disbelieving Face. In her mind were the thought, how could such a fine looking man have some screws loose.
"Tell me, did you kill flies, when you were young?"
At her question, he become sad, but it was immediately played over.
"No."
"What did you play, when you were young?"
"How could I remember something from such a long time ago?"
He laughed.
"You are pretty hopele…"
Just as she sighed and lowered her head, did she see his shaking hands, which are formed into fists. She grabbed and raised it.
"Why are your hands shaking? You can tell me everything."
He smiled back without an indication of a response. While he didn't spoke, he tried to stop the shaking in his hand, but at the end, his hands just shook harder. Even his breath become uneven and faster.
"Sleep over it. After a good night sleep, I believe you will make your right decision. Good night."
At night in Alexander's dream.
There was a grand and white palace with a lot of green plants. The maids were happily chatting and kids were feeding the underworld horses. In the basement of this grand Palace was the Children of the King's Concubine gathered. Some Children were already adult and some weren't even older than six. The King was sitting on an elevated throne, while his main Wife and the Concubine was sitting beside him. As all Children were gathered around the throne, the Concubine stood up.
"My Children, today is the day! Fight and kill! The final survivor will become officially the Fifth Prince or Princess!"
The start was given, no feeling was anymore important. Just commit fratricide, survive and bath in the glory as a Prince or Princess. All over the place was chaos, except where the King, Queen and the Concubine was. There was just peace. Sometimes they would chit-chat over a Child, before it was ruthlessly stabbed in the back. At this sight they would just give a sigh, before they would move on to another child.
Somewhere in this turmoil was the 12 years old Alexander, who just run and searched for fellow Brothers, who are on the verge of Life and Death. He killed them, he didn't want them to further suffer in this state, where they would just die in the end.
"Little Brother, what are you doing?"
A good known Brother of Alexander has noticed his strange act. In this turmoil for survival, who would kill the disabled one?
"I am killing."
"Yeah, I know, but why?"
"I don't like how they are suffering, just to die in the end."
At this reason his older Brother could just smile wryly.
"I have a proposal. How about we work together to survive this ordeal? I support you with Magic and you fight in close combat."
"Why don't we switch position?"
"Please don't joke around. You know I am a Magician and can't fight in close combat."
"You can try."
"No, no, no. It is better to let pros like you do it."
After that they immediately laughed happily and started to kill and survive.
In the basement of the palace an unknown time passed. The corpses were strewn all around the place and the only survivor of this killing spree was three Children. Two of the Children surrounded the youngest under them.
"Alexander, you shall commit suicide."
"Brother, why? Didn't you say we will survive together?"
"You are too naive. Just one can survive this ordeal. You have the most potential of us three, because of this you must die first."
"Have you finished talked with your little Brother?"
"Yeah, thanks for the time."
"Good, let us kill him then!"
After he said it, he rushed with his daggers to Alexander and stabbed. He was an Assassin. It was followed smoothly by a Fireball from the Magician. The fireball was blocked by Alexander Mana shield. At the same time he dogged the dagger and swung the bloody sword in his hand. It parted one arm, but he retaliated with a thrown dagger. Tough it pierced Alexander shoulder, it saved him from a Wind Blade. This Wind Blade flew further and severed a further arm. With a swift move from his hand, the sword in his hand was thrown and pierced the heart of the Assassin.
"You shitty, pig!"
The Assassin cried and coughed a mouthful of blood, before he lifelessly crushed against the floor.
"Haven't I told you Brother? We would survive together!"
Speechless at this sudden turn of event, Alexander moved away from his Brother, as he neared him.
"You don't have to fear me. I have done it all for you."
As if bewitched by his words, Alexander walked to his Brother. When he beside the corpse of the Assassin he grabbed his sword and placed it back in its sheath.
"Yeah, Brother isn't such a bad guy."
Under the watch of everyone in this room, he keeps muttering this one sentence. It seems like he wants to convince himself in believing this.
"Yeah, your Brother isn't such a bad guy."
When the Brother heard his muttering, he smiled even bigger. As they were just three steps apart, he created an ice blade and swung it at Alexander's throat. But just as the blade was one cm away from the throat, he died. A hand pierced his heart.
"Fa… ther, why?"
He turned his head just to see his own Father. Behind the Throne stood the Minister of Military.
In Alexander's eyes the world turned black and white. The world froze and a red snake crawled into his view.
"Pathetic! After such a long time, you can't overcome your past! And you should be my inheritor?"
"How could a treacherous snake like you understand me?"
"I understand you more than yourself!"
"Do you think I would believe you?"
"It doesn't matter! From now on, you will experience your past every night! It will only end when you overcome it! When you realize, that your past doesn't matter to your Future!"
After it declared it, the world become blurry and slowly dispersed.
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