บท 9: Road To Hell
Lascrea's mind was torn apart at the thought of the pseudo-image of the man who had passed away. She knew that she was completely unwanted by the man, how could he come to meet Lascrea who was the body form of the soul of the woman he loved.
Covering her face, Lascrea did not continue the match anymore and immediately returned to the waiting room of the participants with tears in her eyes.
Moore, who had always been watching Lascrea from the start, suddenly ran to meet the girl with a worried feeling.
***
Brukk!
There was also the sound of the waiting room door slamming.
Lascrea went inside while slumped on the floor.
"What have I done?"
While Lascrea was crying and regretting what she had done, her ballet coach came and immediately slapped her.
Slap!
"Lascrea, what exactly is on your mind? Why would you do such a thing, huh?" asked her coach with high emotion.
At that time, Lascrea was speechless. She realized that what she did was a fatal mistake that could damage the reputation of her ballet club. Whereas since childhood, Lascrea only lived by relying on her dance, living in loneliness, solitude without the love and affection of her parents or anyone. She knew, that her coach had made her a star and was willing to accept her simply because she was a talented person.
"I stopped," Lascrea muttered.
"What did you say?" shouted the coach trying to confirm what Lascrea said.
"I said I quit, Coach!" Lascrea raised her voice while raising her face.
"What? Stop? He, you should be grateful, a woman like you who is poor and without the support of rich people, how can she survive in this industry without the help of someone like me, be aware! Aware!" The coach pointed hard at Lascrea's forehead.
At the same time, Moore arrived in the room because he wanted to meet with Lascrea. He also saw all of Coach's treatment of the woman he loved.
"Coach! What did Coach do to Lascrea?" asked Moore in a slightly high-pitched voice and an annoying face.
The coach immediately turned into a fox in sheep's clothing, she became kind and treated Lascrea well even though Moore already knew what she was doing.
"Mr. Moore, w-why did you come here?" asked the Coach, smiling at Moore who was the son of the club owner.
"I ask again, why did Coach do that to Lascrea?" Moore glared at the Coach.
"Ah, n-nothing. O-oh yes, Lascrea said she wanted to leave this club," said the Coach trying to change the subject.
Moore was suddenly surprised, he immediately approached Lascrea while holding her shoulder.
"Lascrea, why do you want to quit? You are one of the best ballet dancers and very talented." Moore was very confused by Lascrea's way of thinking at that time.
"I…" Lascrea muttered.
"What are you doing, Lascrea?" Moore put his ear to Lascrea because her voice was not very audible to Moore.
"I'm tired Moore, I'm tired! Sob, sob," cried Lascrea as she turned her face towards Moore.
Moore was very upset when he saw the woman who always smiled in his memory now had tears running down her cheeks.
"Lascrea, what exactly made you like this? Come on tell me!" asked Moore with an annoyed face.
Lascrea suddenly remembered, at that time Moore was able to follow her to the hell realm, surely now he can bring herself there again with his strength.
"Moore, I have one request of you. If you grant this wish of mine, I promise, I will be grateful to you for the rest of my life!" asked Lascrea with a determined expression.
"What exactly do you want from me, Lascrea?" asked Moore gently.
"Take me to meet Allail once again in hell!"
"What?" When he heard Lascrea's request at that time, Moore's eyes turned white, he didn't look like the old Moore at all.
"What did you say? Do you want to meet that damn devil? Even if I die I will never take you to his side again. Anyway, you will never see him forever," snapped Moore harshly with a ruthless look.
"Why? Why are you doing this to me, Moore? Please, just this once! I beg you!" asked Lascrea again, kneeling.
"Lascrea, how many times do I have to say that you must stay away from that devil, he will only take advantage of you, you will never be in his heart because he only loves the woman who used to be his lover, you are just a substitute even you might just be a vessel to the soul of the devil's former lover."
Moore explained at length to Lascrea for her to understand. However, Lascrea kept her stance that she wanted to meet Allail, she wanted to ask herself one more time, is it true that Allail doesn't have the slightest feeling for her.
"Well if you don't want to take me to hell, I'll find my way to hell myself!" Lascrea left Moore annoyed and ran to his house with her ballet club membership card which he threw on the floor.
***
The whole way Lascrea just grumbled. She kept blaming Moore who didn't want to take him to hell to meet Allail, not to mention Allail who didn't see her for a day or even a second when she was gone.
Lascrea was so upset, she felt like the world was never on her side.
After a few moments, he arrived at her house which had been the house left by her parents since she was two years old.
Brakk!
Lascrea slammed the door of her house as she continued to run to her room and slammed herself on the bed.
"Why doesn't anything go perfectly. Should I be alone forever? Well then, this time I'll forget the King forever."
After saying such things to herself and being content with being angry, Lascrea finally fell asleep.
***
Seen a wide expanse of fields with flowers blooming on the river bank.
A woman who was sitting turned her face in the opposite direction from Lascrea's gaze at that time.
"Huh? Where is this? I'd better ask the woman, she must know where it is," said Lascrea who then approached the woman who was seen in front of her.
"Hey, excuse me!" Lascrea called the woman but she didn't turn around, at first Lascrea thought that the woman didn't hear what she said, however, slowly the woman turned around.
"Eh?" Lascrea was surprised because the woman was seen wiping her crystal blue tears.
"Excuse me, Miss!" Lascrea also patted her shoulder so she turned her face completely.
Can't imagine, it turns out that the woman who turned around was Lascrea, she had Lascrea's face but her eyes turned black when she looked at Lascrea.
"You must protect him, otherwise he will perish," she said then disappeared like dust, suddenly Lascrea woke up from her sleep with a gasping breath.
"Huh, huh, what kind of dream was that?" asked Lascrea with a pale face.
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