"What exactly happened?" Moore asked Allail looking like he knew something.
"Don't touch me! You're one of them," Allail snapped at Moore, then covered Lascrea who was wearing a ballet dress with his coat and carried her away.
"Let's go, honey!"
Allail just left without a word of explanation. Moore was very upset to see that the man who was beside Lascrea when she needed him was not him, but another man.
Bak!
"God damn it!" Moore also beat the wall to release his anger at that time, but his soul was on fire, it felt very suffocating.
Suddenly a man came, yes he was Bahkil, the angel's leader who used to be Moore's superior in the sky.
"Moore, do you remember me now?" asked Bahkil, smiling faintly at Moore.
"You...? Have we met?" asked Moore again because he had no recollection of his meeting with Bahkil at that time?
"Oh, so your soul loves that woman and refuses to admit who you are?" he replied.
"You mean?" Moore furrowed his brow, to him it was like being hit by a ladder after falling. First, he was upset after seeing the woman he loved being carried by another man, now a strange man came and spoke incoherently to him.
"Haha, your temperament is the same as when you were an angel, although now you have turned a little soft on that woman, not just a little, you love her to death," said Bahkil with a smile full of intent.
Moore, who was very upset, became even more annoyed when he heard the words of the man in front of him.
"What do you want?" asked Moore, frowning.
"Me? I just want one," he said and then he put his mouth to Moore's ear and whispered. "only one, namely the death of Allail," he said.
Instantly Moore's body shuddered to hear the words of the man in front of him at that time.
"W-what? What do you mean?" Moore's eyes widened at that.
"Pfft, hahaha, don't pretend Moore. I know you want Allail, the demon lord of hell gone, right? This is the chance, you will be able to destroy him and be with the woman you love, FOR-EVER." Bahkil smiled as he gave a seduction to Moore to kill Allail with his hands.
"Why do you want to kill Allail? If you want, why don't you just kill him yourself?" Moore asked Bahkil again to find out his intent and purpose.
"Why can't I be alone?" He smiled. "Of course I can't kill him with my own hands right now, but you are different, you are a complete form with the divine power of heaven to punish darkness. You will do it, right? If you do I will prepare an ace for you!"
After saying that, he took out Amone. The woman who used to be Allail's first love, with her face like a reflection of Lascrea's true form, made Moore widen.
"OH God, who is this woman?" Moore covered his mouth while staring in disbelief at the figure of a woman who was standing in front of him at that time.
"Haha, yes. This kind of expression is the more I want after I brought half her soul which I sealed a thousand years ago to unite with her half in the body of the woman who is with Allail now," he explained.
"So, you mean this woman is none other than the form of Lascrea a thousand years ago? So Lascrea is the reincarnation of this woman?" asked Moore in disbelief.
"Yeah, that's exactly what you think. Now, you must be ready to kill Allail at any time, and I will prepare the bait so that the Demon King can be subdued as easily as a thousand years ago."
Moore was still thinking, he couldn't just say he joined the strange man who had a woman who looked like Lascrea back then. Moore thought and kept thinking.
"If I don't kill that man, then Lascrea will always stick to him, I can't just sit around and do nothing. Maybe this is the answer to my request, this man, and the woman who looks like Lascrea," he thought.
After a while of thinking and considering what he should do, Moore finally agreed with Bahkil's proposal to become a bridge of death for Allail. Immediately Bahkil smiled happily hearing that answer from Moore.
"That's right, Moore. You have to agree, after that, this thousand years of revenge will be sweetly avenged. Hahaha, I will dance on the death of the Demon King," Bahkil thought.
***
Meanwhile, at the same time, Lascrea had arrived at her house together with Allail who carried her into the room to rest.
"Sleep, honey," said Allail, gently stroking Lascrea's head until she fell asleep.
After a while, Lascrea closed her eyes.
***
"Lascrea, save Allail. Only you can do it, only you who now loves Allail can do it," said the woman who was the same as her last dream.
This time, Lascrea tried to approach her and asked what she meant. However, she had disappeared like dust blown in the air.
Then the same woman came and smiled at Lascrea but she was wearing a blood-red dress and was surrounded by a thorny plant tattoo on her belly.
"Lascrea, you're going to lose him again, you weren't meant to be with him, either a thousand years ago or now," she said with a laugh.
"W-what do you mean? Who are you really?" asked Lascrea half-spooked and annoyed at being haunted by a horrible woman who had the same face as her.
"You'll see, his fate will be cut off with eternal death, forever, hahahahaha." The woman disappeared with a laugh that was very similar to the devil, loud, resounding, and made goosebumps.
Lascrea woke up from her dream after waking up from sleep at that time.
Immediately, she looked for the whereabouts of Allail who when she opened her eyes, it was already dark and Allail was not by her side at that time.
"Allail," muttered Lascrea who then went out to look for him in her yard because that night was a full moon night, maybe he was there.
When she arrived at the door of her house, she saw a sight that made her shatter into pieces.
Allail was in another woman's arms and the woman kissed Allail's lips passionately.
Allail at that time was silent without a word, he did not show any rejection at all.
How heartbroken Lascrea witnessed this.
Bathed in the light of the full moon, Lascrea saw her husband making out with another woman.