Dark and coldness surrounded the house of Obelima. Within the inside, you can feel how much darkness was living with it. Sounds of crying, swords cutting, and satisfied laughter echoed in the castle.
Thirty maids and knights kneeling on the ground, shivering and sweating. Afraid that if they make a mistake, it will cost their lives.
Humans blood and limbs scattered in the ground. The white crystal floor was now dyed in red yet no one opposed it. No one looked up, and their gaze only focused on the cold ground.
A dark haired middle-aged man was sitting comfortably on the high wooden chair. His hands were holding a sword full of blood, while the other was holding a tobacco pipe, drawing a perfect smoke.
He was dressed elegantly. The emblem on his clothes represent that he was the master in this house. He lifted his gaze to the shivering maids and knights while giving a gentle smirk. A smirk that can send shivers into your hearts.
"My, my, why is there a spy in the house?"his tone was gentle with a hint of coldness.
Duke Damien Obelima, the duke that gives punishment to all sinners. Be it noble or commoners. He doesn't sympathize. He has a right to kill, even royalties can be killed by him if they commit a heavy crime.
"Father, why did you call me?"the voice belong to the young boy. His hair was chestnut brown and the red color of his eyes' resemblance to his father.
The duke turned to his eldest child and give a warm smile. "Quickly, come here, Gavin."
The child gaze upon the kneeling maids and knights. His gaze turned cold and the smile on his lips widened. The excitement in his heart was perceptible.
"Why are they kneeling, father? Did they commit a crime?"
Duke Obelima patted the head of his eldest son before he turned his eyes unto them.
"There were twelve stupid spies that entered the hell. Hah! I think those came from the house of Trillion."his gaze penetrated to the corpses. "Are they not afraid that we, Obelimas can even dominate the whole kingdom? Even the King and Queen are terrified to mess with us, but those Trillion sure had the guts!"
"Calm yourself Father. Those bastards were just a pest. They don't deserve your anger."
Duke look at his eldest and feel satisfied. This youngster really resemblance him. From the actions, looks and ruthlessness.
"Then enjoy yourself with these toys, my child. You can play with them for now."
The smile on Gavin's face turned into an evil one. He summoned his spiritual sword and give a piercing gaze to them.
This is exciting. Gavin instantly nourish his swords from those humans.
Sound of pleading and cries covered the whole night.
The moon shines brightly inside the room. The window was opened, and a cold breeze surrounded the area. A figure in the bed was sleeping peacefully. His long red hair was brighter than the moonlight, making him paler than snow. His long eyelashes was slightly curved, giving a fragile aura. His brows were paint with equally design, enhancing his godly face. His nose completed his remaining features. Unlike his lips that turned pale, the result of sleeping for almost ten years.
He was comatose since he was born. But to other's surprise, his body never stop growing, causing his family to be bewildered in expectations. They all believed that when he will wake up, he will possess an extraordinary power. Making his siblings to grow hatred on him. But ten years have passed, he still not able to wake up. The Duke almost buried him on the ground because of his impatient, but his mother was unwilling, threatened the Duke to divorce him if he will bury his child.
Divorce is a sin for their family. They will be a laughingstock in the kingdom if they, themselves a punisher of the sinner, had divorce. So he agreed.
Now the sleeping youth suddenly move his hands. No one was in his room. Dark aura was entering his body, causing his face to appear paler that was almost transparent. His lips that was pale before was now dark red as blood making his features to be perfectly crafted and delicate. His darkest red eyes opened. Some small runic words on his eyes was rotating in his iris. His gaze was murderous and imitating as he looked around.
"I'm awake..."his voice was still childish as he stared at his small, delicate hands.
He sat down on his bed as he observes the aura of his room. It was almost midnight. The sound of cries can't be heard now, but the youth who was sitting was devouring every inch of their suffering. Causing his boned like body to appear healthy.
He licked his red lips. "Tasty..."
He closed his eyes to feel more of their cries and struggles. He was happy. Furthermore, he was full. For almost hundred of years, he can finally devour more evil souls and emotions.
"Hanabis."he called out.
Black aura slowly came out from his body, forming a humanoid figure.
"Master."the tone was neither manly nor feminine. It was pure coldness. Like an abyss.
"Hanabis, what is the identity of my vessel?"
"The identity of master's new body is the fifth son of Duke Obelima, Sylvester Obelima. I nourished it for almost ten years to make it easier for master to take over. It has no soul, and his mother's body was full of resentment when she was in the process of giving birth. I perceive it was suitable for master."
"You also choose the same name. Good job, Hanabis."he chuckled.
The door opened and a maid with a black aura entered. She did not notice the awakening of the young master and immediately get the gem she hides while she was cleaning in the morning. Just she was about to go back when her eyes glance at the sitting youth, who was expressionless staring at her.
She screamed, but no voice came out from her mouth as she lost control of her body and fell on the floor. She was shivering and full of sweats as she stared at the young man.
Sylvester's eyes was like a pure red gem that was darker than red, the rotating runic words around his iris gives a demonic aura.
"You can go back." Hanabis immediately entered his body.
His gaze turned to the maid who was restrained by Hanabis a while ago, to avoid screaming. Her body fell on the ground. Coldness crept in her every pore. She was scared to death. The person in front of her was a demon!
Sylvester stood up from the bed and his white night gown fell on his knees. He was like a doll. An Evil doll as he approaches the paralyzed maid.
"Pure evil intentions. Just exactly a midnight snack."he licked his lips as he touched the head of the maid. He closed his eyes and slowly devouring all the evil intentions and emotions the maid has.
She can't help but shiver as she stared at the child who was touching her head. Tears pooled down on his face as she utter a silent prayer.
The youth opened his eyes, now appearing bright red.
"Stealing, killing an unborn child, cheating with your sister's husband. That's more a lot of sins that you've committed."he laughed childishly.
The eyes of the maid widened. How can he know that! That was the secret that buried in her heart a long time ago. Now, she was really convince that the child in front of her is literally a devil!
Sylvester glanced at her scared expressions. He really hates person who commits a crime and acted like they were a victim.
He restrained the dark shadow on her mouth. "Now, do you admit your sin, Sarah?"
"No! I have no choice! I will return all the things that I stole, I pledge! And I did not mean to kill the child! It was an accident! I swear!"the maid cried while trying to explain.
Sylvester's eyes narrowed. It was a pity that she did not admit her crime. He lifted her chin.
"You explain, but you don't admit your sins. Now, this is your punishment."he inserted his one finger on her body as the maid screamed loudly.
Sylvester glanced at the maid, who was rolling on the ground. Her body was full of unknown pain as his limbs was slowly stretching out on her body. Her blood scattered on the floor as she watched the smiling Sylvester.