19《Death》
Ye Qin quickly finished copying the book that night.
"Black"
"Sir," a man knelt down. He looked at Ye Qin in distress.
Ye Qin's hands were shaking.
Writing the whole book, no matter how hard it was, made your hands miserable.
He smiled, still, as long as he could make Shura happy...
"Take the book and follow, let's go"
He gave orders to Kara because her hands could no longer grasp or feel. He didn't want the situation of dropping the book and damaging it.
Ye Qin froze at that moment.
Because the seal gave the signal.
Shura is in trouble!
He was unaware of something when he sprang from his place with worry and distress.
Her mother's knowledge of this and her departure sooner...
***
Rui saw Li Shi and secretly followed him.
Looking at what was happening now, tears were already flowing unhindered.
He wanted to say "Stop", he wanted to shout, and to shield his body from her...
However, he was instantly spotted and knocked to the ground by Li Shi.
He watched anxiously, not taking his eyes off the stage.
Dressed in the most luxurious, best, most arrogant, Shura's clothes had become something that even beggars could not wear.
Shura, head high and back straight, was now on the ground.
Seeing her like this, Rui remembered the day she first met. Angrily, Shura shouted at him, "Stand up!"
Stand tall against your enemies!
Rui's pupils constricted as her tears began to flow like a fountain.
His heart could not bear to see the person whom he saw as his family and whom he loved wholeheartedly in this state.
He wanted to get near her, but the devil grabbed her arms tightly.
They lost this war.
And the winners were Urmalin.
He was made this way by his own people. He was never loved, even his own birth was hated among demons from the very beginning.
The only person who accepted him, Lukas, was killed. By himself for betraying her.
He will be killed and executed soon.
The sharp sword now resting on his chest would also send him there, forever.
To where ?
To Hell, to the void that he made himself.
His eyes darkened and he grinned madly. But his eyes were filled with pain.
How ironic that he would be killed by his own companion's swords.
But most ironically, he was going to be killed by the people he gave his life to. Frankly, it did them more good than harm. But the living were ungrateful. What could be done?
Wasn't he afraid of death?
No, he was most afraid.
More than anyone, he was afraid.
So why wasn't he protesting now?
Why didn't he resist?
Because he no longer has the strength to resist.
His spirit is now exhausted, his will to live has been exploited.
Wasn't it the death that a person whose birth was wrong from the very beginning would deserve?
Shouldn't there even be gratitude for that?
True.
He closed his eyes tiredly. His under-eyes were darkened by insomnia, tiredness and discomfort, and his complexion was pale.
He never thought that his death would find him so soon.
He took a deep breath and bravely looked at the executioner who was going to kill himself.
That person...
The most ironic was that that person was Li Shi. But it was not of his own accord. Her body was trembling and she refused, constantly crying.
"Sister, sister run! I don't want to, sister I can't control my body, please!"
"I'm sorry sis!"
"I'm sorry sister"
These were the words Li Shi said before stabbing the sword in Shura's chest.
The moment the sword pierced his chest, his soul became transparent and slowly began to crack.
Shura's body trembled with the pain she suffered.
His chest was burning.
His last cry before he disappeared as tears flowed from his eyes was this;
"I may be a demon but I have a heart in my goddamn chest!"
After his shattered soul, only his echoing voice remained.
And then an eternal silence...
-To be continued-