The Devil's Temptation!

“Will you spill? Or should I...” he gestured towards the door with his brows, reminding Azazel that if he lets him step out of the room without responding, he’s marching straight to Roshan.

A look of annoyance contorted his handsome face at Levi’s constant threat but what to do? This mortal shockingly bears the meteor birthmark and now, here’s Levi trying to force the truth out of him, a truth he couldn’t say until his confirmation turns right.

“Fine.” He dejectedly responded, knowing he had no other choice but to allow Levi win this time around. A small smile of triumph proudly displayed itself on Levi’s playful demeanor and knowing Azazel wasn’t the type of person who goes back on his words, he meekly took a step closer towards Azazel.

“Why are you here then?” His Amber eyes still held suspicion and that’s when Azazel’s firm demeanor broke, replacing itself with a look of hesitancy as he let out a deep breath.

“Have I ever mentioned a meteor mark to you before?” Questioned Azazel, who watched Levi’s expression wander a bit as though he was thinking and he slowly shook his head.

“No, why?”

.....

“Follow me.” A crimson red light instantly enveloped him before Levi got a chance to speak and he was out of sight. Due to his curiosity, Levi willingly followed as a bright orange light encompassed him and soon enough, the room was empty once again.

Arriving at what looked like an abandoned pavilion that was nowhere near the palace of Viscarrian, the patterned stoned tiles seemed to lead both of them to an extravagant door which Azazel forced open with a gentle flick of his wrist.

The huge door creaked open with uneven sounds, followed by a gust of wind that gently fluttered their robes.

Stepping into the room with Azazel leading the way, the inside looked foggy to Levi’s gaze and the more they ventured in, the colder and darker it became which didn’t really appeal to the young Demon at all. Nevertheless, he quietly followed Azazel’s steps.

Four grand, yet simple statues of the same design mark up the halfway point between each of the four corners of the room, including the center. Levi’s gaze curiously followed it until he noticed a swirling line of multiple glowing lights, crimson, white, gold and it all made their way to the center of the room. Two heavy guards guarded the multiple swirling lights behind them and the two Demons finally halted.

Levi squinted his eyes a bit, finding the look of this place to be a little familiar now.

“What is this place?”

“This is the line that connects to a limbo.” Azazel explained before turning around to look at Levi who still remained confused and half speechless at the same time.

“I’m sorry, what? Why are we here?”

“You wanted to know didn’t you?” Azazel strictly reminded him, making it clear that he wasn’t forced to come here in the first place, not only that, he had a second reason for picking this place, knowing they wouldn’t stand a risk of running into Roshan here.

For the first time, Levi was starting to notice a look of hesitancy in the eyes of Azazel and curiously wondered what the problem was.

“Is everything alright?”

“That mortal Roshan brought bears a meteor mark on her forehead.” He informed while looking away, feeling pissed but the person he was talking to just stared blankly in cluelessness.

“What’s a meteor mark?” He asked, causing Azazel to take a step forward, looking away from him once again as he drew in his nostril.

“A meteor mark is a dangerous silver crystal that comes as a birthmark once a mortal is born, it’s very rare and could be mistakenly considered as a blessing if one is unaware of what it holds.” He explained, causing Levi to fold his arms as a look of understanding portrayed itself on his face.

But he didn’t fully get it.

“If it isn’t a blessing, then what is it?”

“The meteor birthmark reduces the lifespan of a mortal but for those who have no idea about it, it could be seen as nothing and the deaths of the people may be mistaken for an unknown illness.” He turned away, “the meteor birthmark has a lot of effects, dizziness, slower heartbeat, loss of consciousness chronically, body weakness and as the person progresses longer, the weaker the heartbeat and it’ll remain that way till it finally stops beating.”

Levi’s eyes widened in shock at the revelation of the strange human girl, “you mean she’s gonna die soon?”

“She’s lucky to have lived up to this stage already, judging from what I noticed, she doesn’t have much time left.”

“So what are we talking about here? Weeks? Months? Years? When?”

“Approximately two months actually.” He clarified and for some reason, Levi felt a bit worried for the mortal being.

“How’s it possible she bears a mark so distinct?”

“A meteor mark is given to those who violate the rules of rebirth, meaning it wasn’t her time to get reborned, she chose her fate.”

Snapping his fingers, the golden badge instantly appeared in his grasp and he showed it to Levi.

“During the last war, when you and Roshan made it to the palace walls, did you come across something like this?” He inquired, causing Levi’s gaze to shift to what his brother was showing to him.

He took hold of it and carefully studied the golden badge, “an Euphrasia badge?”

He nodded, “only the most noble warriors of Euphrasia are rewarded with this, I’m just wondering if you equally saw something familiar to this that day? And in whose hand you might have seen it?”

Levi silently searched his brain for those answers but unfortunately, the memories weren’t clear in his head, “It’s familiar but I can’t recall who I saw it with, where did you get it?”

“It belongs to the mortal, I think this gave Roshan a hint that she was close to the royal family of Euphrasia.”

“Is she a special soul?”

“Probably, apparently only that soul had escaped the limbo which led to its violation and gaining the meteor mark. If she’s the one with a special soul then I’m not as happy as I expected myself to be.”

“Wait, hold on.” Levi interjected as something unusual crossed his mind.

“That girl, I knew she looked familiar but if her soul was reborned, it means the familiarity we sense is because we knew her before?” He cryptically inquired himself and that question struck Azazel, as to the reasons for his troubled moods.

That could be true. Why didn’t he think of that?

“Possibly.”

“And with the way Roshan brought her in his arms, that sight was undeniably familiar, wasn’t Roshan married before the whole war thing even began?”

“What are you implying?”

“Could it be...... she’s his reborned wife?”

“.......”

~

In one of the majestic rooms in the Viscarrian palace, Roshan comfortably sat on the bed, looking like a King that had stepped out unscathed from the underworld while keeping a distant gaze. He wore a glorious black transparent robe that left his chest and those rock-hard abs visible, along with its darker pants.

Meanwhile, an extremely gorgeous lady silently crawled behind him, before sneakily reaching to massage his shoulder with her pretty hands, teasingly letting her hands explore his chiseled chest in an attempt to further arouse him.

“How does his royal highness wish to be pleased tonight?” She whispered sexily into his ear, but the being still remained unmoved by it, rather his mind was elsewhere instead.

Noticing his lack of response, the pretty maiden slowly reached to touch his member and just like she had expected, he grabbed her arm almost immediately in an attempt to stop her.

He met her gaze and her foxy brown eyes still lingered on his, looking as though she was getting drowned in his hypnotizing stare and couldn’t wait to sink right in.

“Don’t touch, unless I tell you to.” His voice brought her back and her smile returned.

“I’m all yours, I can give you all the satisfaction if his highness so wishes then?” Her sweet voice made his eyes dance with a tiny glint and before she knew it, he had her laying flat on the big bed with her hair sprawled over the pillow. She looked at the enthralling creature from above and could feel herself dripping underneath from excitement.

She had always dreamed of having a day like this with his highness and It was more of an honor to her.

“Is his highness having second thoughts?”

“Don’t speak.” His hypnotic deep voice resonated in his room and like a spellbound whim, she obliged, her brown eyes dancing with excitement as she couldn’t wait to taste and feel him as well.

He saw her excitement and slowly leaned over the beautiful Demon maiden whose seductive smile widened further. His body was literally on fire at the moment and he just wanted to get rid of it anyway he possibly could, he couldn’t bear it.

He was staring at a maiden who was dressed in a silky short revealing nightdress, magnifying her perfect hourglass figure and her ethereal beauty, yet he felt nothing or even the slightest desire to touch her..... or was it because he hadn’t done anything yet?

Pushing aside the disturbing mortal from his mind, he was going to get rid of that woman from his head no matter what, even if it meant having to do it with a complete seductress.

Despite getting that information clear in his head, he couldn’t bring himself to kiss her and instead, his lips found its way to the nape of her neck and she closed her eyes at the feeling, slowly letting her fingers run through his hair before pulling him down on her.

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