Andrew Garcia
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Walking down from the carriage, Elise's eyes froze at the building. She could still remember how luxurious the manor was but now, the lime colored walls had turned pitch black, barely keeping the frame of the building. The fire had been extinguished with the time that passed by, but it felt to her as if she could still see the smoke. Only a few days had passed and people's life disappeared in a blink. Elise didn't know what to feel of it as somewhere in her heart she felt empty. "Milord, greetings,"…
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The window outside the carriage was cover with fog. The snow had fallen, turning the weather to become colder with days passing. Elise still wondered about Maroon. The butler had always been surrounded with mystery, just as much as Ian did. Elise was particularly interested in Maroon because he was the only person to know Ian for many years and possibly the most person who knows everything about him. "Why did Maroon agreed to become a Demon?" She didn't ask whether Ian had been the one to forcefully…
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Next day arriving, Elise met Vella who had prepared herself to leave the castle. It was still early in the morning where the hazy fog of the morning coming over. The snow had grown thicker where Elise felt her boots sinking in but not enough to slow her movements. "Take care," said Elise to Vella who was holding a trunk on her hands. Separation was never easy, she thought. Vella took her hand, squeezing warmly and a small smile appeared on her face when she stared at Elise's face, "I am sorry. I know…
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Ian had heard of illusions. One illusion that work almost too real for anyone to hardly tell it was an fake and was created by magic. The illusion magic was more enhance when one does it with sacrifices, activating it using black magic, which often the dark sorcerers. It was similar to what Maroon had to go through, except that one was made specially for Demons. But he doubted it was an illusion, "Seems like the village got more secret than the world ever do. But we'll visit there the day after. I'm…
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Ian rolled his eyes to the side, watching from the corner of his eyes in silence. "If your words are true, in which we don't know yet, what is the base of your claims?" "The base is," Beelzebub moved forward, uncrossing his legs to lean forward, "A day as soon as the rumors about Demon's Bride surface in Hell, the day after there was no longer a faint whisper could be heard about the brides ever again. As if someone had put an end to these rumors." "Out of fear that other Demons would go in panic…
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Elise looked away from the table to Mr. Beel before her eyes lingered at Ian. She then heard him asked, "I assume you don't know the reason too?" "I don't," Mr. Beel replied. It made Elise to ask why Mr. Beel would agree to take the mission if he knew barely anything to begin a search. "Beel, oh beel, since when did you turn to a saint with a wide gracious heart that you would work despite not knowing anything? Did Lucifer sniffed out your mistake?" On this, Ian saw the answer flitted over…
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Elise had not asked but she knew that Ian didn't like his father and had killed him. It was surprising for Elise. She cannot imagine herself killing either her father or mother. But she had her own fill of experience. There were many factors that could lead for one to kill their own parents, and Elise knew Ian had his reason. "I do. She was a very kind mother, warm-hearted, lovely, innocent, but foolish," Ian hanged his words there with a flashing smirk he directed for Elise. Elise's curiosity was peak…
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Elise felt her cheeks reddened and embarrassment enveloping her eyes but she didn't move away nor her lips said words to counter his words or stop him. Seeing it, Ian can't help but pull a wide smile. "You're not going to stop me?" Ian whispered when his lips turned brushed against the top of her ears. "I thought you'll be saying things by now." Elise bit the inside of her cheeks. She didn't talk because she didn't know what she wanted to do or feel. At one side, Elise wanted to stop Ian for the…
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SLAP! Elise felt a burning pain on her cheeks, her tears rolling as she saw the woman who stood in front of her. "All because of you!" shouted the woman. Her hair was red and her eyes were black in color. Elise knew what this was— a nightmare. She always had this nightmare several times that she knew what it was and how it would go. This was another memory of hers when she was still a child where her mother had cursed her to death, wanting to kill her. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see it…
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"You would be fired from the castle," said Ian when he moved a step away and his eyes peered down at Vella who didn't meet his eyes. "You will know that this isn't even a half of the punishment that I want to bestow on you, and your neck is still attached thankfully to Elise who you and your friend almost killed because of your naivety and unneeded kindness." The words only had Vella in silence. She knew she was wrong. If she had reported Carmen instead of trying to talk or perhaps brought someone as…
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