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Chapter 8 - - the conditions

time seemed to have passed quickly since we had this moment because I woke up with a heavy headache and felt like I had just respawned to life. I found myself struggling against the chains that held me down and I sarcastically laughed about the arrangements made to keep me contained here, not knowing I was half a damn god as well. like seriously, imagine trapping ME in this cellar. At least the arrangements could've been better.

" finally awake now, huh? " I heard the god of death mutter as he walked towards me in curiosity, eager to watch me beg him to let me out but expecting his needs, I decided to do something different.

" so, really gonna imprison me now? Are your gonna fucking imprison me??" I scowled at him, sternly, my eyes glowing crimson red as my figure moved closer to him but restrained by chains, I just couldn't move much closer.

  yeah, fuck the chains. 

for a while, his eyes were fixated on mine as I scowled at him and he just watched me. and just watched me.

creep. 

" my little one, finally awake huh? well, I was thinking that maybe if I left you alone in my personally designed valley of the dead, you might wake up but now that you awake, I just had to let go of that thought-"

I lashed out at him in rage as he said that, and the chains binding me down broke, falling down with a clink. my actions stopping his speech halfway and catching him off guard as I straddled his waist and faced him as I held him down to the ground firmly. I held onto his shirt collar and moved closer to him so he could see through my golden brown eyes, which were now carnelian red. I felt nothing but pure rage as I was held captive by an underworld god and all this inconvenience seemed to overpower my current emotions of hurt and guilt. I wasn't just angry at him, I felt rageful, I had the sudden desire to tear him apart and let his own damn cerebrum eat his flesh. 

" oh oh, looks like kitty is mad huh?" he remarked, smiling as he voluntarily leaned closer to me. was he seriously trying to tick me off right now? 

I sighed and held onto his collar more aggressively now, my grip leaving marks on his neck.

" shut the fuck up Vincent, I am not your fucking kitty," I replied in a stern tone full of malice and hate for him. In response to my violent action, there was this god who just laughed it off with that same damn smirk on his face on his work. 

but I could not bring myself to hurt him. I guess he is probably still crying over what I did to him. 

" Okay, alright, calm down now love, tonight's going to be a long night and you need ene-"

I swear I lost it when he said that. this bastard,  for fuck's sake can he just not. I swear I cursed him and his entire upcoming generations for flirting with me after he held me as a prisoner.

he seemed to be enjoying this as I could see the obvious cocky and flirtatious smile on him and I am sure he was waiting for me to rip him off right fucking now.

" you want me to dissect you apart on that table right now, Vincent?" I threatened him sternly, stating the obvious that I was neither joking nor playing around right now, I was serious. 

"And I would let you. " Vincent said, calmly but playfully, still showing off a cocky and annoying smile that seemed to enrage me even more before he hugged my waist and I couldn't help but let out a groan of frustration.

"Remember the old times, love? "