The eternal king of darkness raised one of his gloved hands to the air. And with a quick flick of his wrist, just before she could take her last breath, froze the time of this world he was slowly getting used to, since he knew this kind of world existed.
His surroundings became silent and peaceful. Not even the sound of their beating hearts could be heard.
This was a world he had only recently discovered existed. A world where its inhabitants don't howl to the full moon or undead creatures of the night doesn't roam around the territories of the elves to drain them of their last blood.
He let out a cold sigh as he began to walk towards the frozen body of his beloved. Each step he took spoke of his confidence he had in everything and in himself. It distinguishes him from every other being or entity that ever existed. His years of existence couldn't be numbered. He had been born before this strange world found its place in the universe.
He paused at her broken form on the concrete ground and a faint ache resonated in him at what this cruel world had done to his precious angel.
His little divine being of light—the reason he is finding it hard to return to where he came from. Ever since he stepped foot into this strange world where his kind never existed, her cry was the loudest and the most annoying out of every other child born at the same time she was born. He instantly grew attached to this weird baby when she could see him but not physically and thought—why not use her to understand this world and the creatures that dwelled in it?
He bent on his knees to her lifeless form as he lightly touched her pale cheek, closing his eyes to relish at the numerous sparks that danced at his fingertips when he touched her. And couldn't help but call her his again, like he did in the very beginning of her life.
She was more precious to him than anything he had ever owned. And sometimes wished she never existed in this selfish world to begin with.
She was unique and lively around the right people.
He had never seen a being worth his time, attention, and presence before like her.
Beautiful.
Charming.
Adorable.
He felt his heart melt again as he found himself lost in her gaze, gazing at her lovingly.
She was just too pure for this world. He couldn't leave because of her. How could he turn away and leave without taking her with him to love and worship forevermore in his world?
He slowly gathered her in his arms when he felt the presence of an unwanted visitor around him as he just couldn't tear his eyes off his beloved firmly in his hold.
It is a pity he wasn't powerful enough to confront death, or he would have done so now for her sake.
He would do anything for her sake.
''Well, well, well,'' She chuckled to make her annoying presence known in his space. ''Looks like this is goodbye to your dear mortal love, isn't?''
The God of his realm, who only favored those with paws because they worshiped and adored her just because she blesses them with Mates, posed on her magical crescent moon not too far from where he was, with his beloved cold body in his arms.
She has been watching him.
Stalking him.
As if what she did to him and the world he ruled over wasn't enough.
Her unhealthy obsession with him and her bullying towards his beloved human was insane. He knew she was the one who interfered with his beloved happy home. Suggesting the thought of murder towards her husband inside the mind of the mother. Wrecking her world into tiny crumbs until there was nothing left to hold on to.
Inflicting her with a terrible disease that is affecting her brain and once threatened to take her life. Allowing her to be crushed by this fatal accident when she saw he finally revealed himself to her after she had cried to him for so long to do so. She did all these obnoxious things not only to get back to him and to hurt him more than he could take—but also out of envy.
The fucking Moon Goddess in charge of all supernatural realm.
She was soon going to pay for all her sins.
She rose from her crescent shaped magical moon ride that carried her in-between realms and wherever she wanted to be. The ride sparkled and radiated with divine energy. It was adorned with a million dia stones, a rare gem you could only find in divine territory and more valuable than the most precious jewel on earth.
The magical ride feeds on divine essence. It is a ride like no other, beaming with all the lights of the rainbow, exalting itself as the ride of a powerful God like her. The benevolent mother of the supernatural realm, like many hypocrites in his world, would like to praise her as.
Only those that knew her well and have lived long enough like himself would know that her lovely and ''benevolent nature'' is all a facade to be praised and adored by everyone.
She paused in her movements a few feet from them, her eyes with two irises in each, shaped like two discs, one bigger than the other, placed side by side. They were golden plus beautiful in aura. She observed them both with interest, especially at him, who wasn't ready to let go of the mortal she'd just killed for his sake.
''It's a pity. I was just starting to warm up to her.''