Despite knowing the man in front of her wasn't Ian, Elise was still shocked with what she had found out. She looked at the man, seeing how he was a very perfect split image of her husband. There was nothing that gave him away from his appearance and it wasn't a wonder why Elise had mistaken him but she knew by his gesture and words that this man was not Ian whom she knew."How do you know it?" The man asked. Using Ian's appearance but with the tone of his talk made her uncomfortable. "I thought I was mimicking your husband quite well, Lady Elise.""You don't know Ian well enough to understand the gestures he would do to me and wouldn't do. You gave yourself away and you know it," Elise's eyes narrowed. "What do you plan to do? Why do you have to kill all the people in this mansion? They are not guilty."With words after words that Elise said, the man noticed the quake starting on the glass pane of the windows next to him. Fissures begin to appear on the clear surface of the glass, causing cracks. Noticing this, instead of feeling danger, a wide grin appeared on the man's face before he looked at Elise and she didn't know why the man suddenly appeared very pleased."Do you think everyone who had been killed are those who are guilty? You are wrong, terribly wrong. It is often the innocents ones who dies early. They have to because the kindest are always the weakest," the man began his speech like any other enemies Elise had faced but she still couldn't wrap her mind in the logical reason they tried to convey to her. "And don't think this is my mistake, Lady Elise. You should remember who is the root of this.""It is no one but you people who are not only the root of other's misfortune but also the sorrows the living have to bear," Elise answered firmly. "Were you going to tell me that there is someone else responsible for the deaths around us when the bloods are all in your hands?"The man's smile fell, "I do kill and I acknowledge that for a fact. I don't felt guilty regardless because that is how I am. I have goals I need to achieve, my long long war with God which I will be putting to rest soon."The difficulty to understand the man's enigmatic words caused Elise to look at him to disgust. He knew he killed but he doesn't felt guilty... how can that be? And the long war with God, what does he mean?"But milady," the man spoke. The corner of his lips stretched high upwards, pulling his cheeks and causing his eyes to curve upside down. "While I don't know how to feel guilty. I am sure you do. Look on your left and right. Do you really believe that their death happened just because I wanted to kill them. If possible I wouldn't want to kill them.""Get to your point!" Elise had tried hard to control her anger, as if she loose her guards for even a second, she knew she would be swayed by the emotions, causing her power to get the better of herself.The man started a small chuckles that slowly boomed into a larger one, "You still don't get it? This is your curse, Lady Elise White. Your curse for being the sweet child, your curse for being the granddaughter of Satan, and Raziel. Look into your own past. Have you seen any of the people you lived with who didn't die or get involved to an accident once?"Elise's mien turned still and she looked at the man with a confused look on her blue eyes. "What are you saying?" The man seemed horribly knowledgeable that he knew so much about her including who her grandfather from her mother's side which should have been a secret. It was as if... it was as if the man knew her for a very long time.His smile widened and it only brought more uneasiness to Elise seeing how the man had used Ian's expression during their entire discussion. "All demons are cursed. Satan is cursed to never be able to leave Hell even if he did he only have short amount of time to be there, causing his dear wife to move with him to Hell that lead to her illness. Lucifer is also cursed. As well as your husband where he could never die. All the High Demon are cursed, milady," with more informations sinking to her head, Elise could see a clearer look of the point he was trying to bring up. "What about you? What is your curse?"Elise could feel her head turning dizzy at once. She forgot. All High Demons are cursed and as the granddaughter of Satan with his demonic blood, she was also cursed."You seem to still don't understand this so I will lend you a help," said the man again, "You are cursed and your curse is to have the people you love around you to all die. Whenever you reach your happiest time, milady, that is when your curse will start. Which reminds me!" The man's tone brighten, "Didn't you just celebrated your marriage not long than two days ago? I guess this is the time for your husband to be taken away from you."Elise's face immediately paled. Her breathings lunge on her throats, causing it to be difficult for her to breathe in and fill herself with air. Like spiders crawling over her body, panic quickly rose to her; staring from her toes until it reached to her head."One last push," the man whispered to himself. His smile turning wider when he saw the crevice on the glass window had reached to the walls, leading to the floor before at once covering the entire corridor with large splits. Truthfully his goal wasn't only to cause havoc to the White Mansion. It was Elise who he had targeted. But not in a sense of kidnapping her. Instead, he wanted Elise to get angry and to fall even deeper to rage, all to unleash the power which she seemed to be restraining to use."Do you know?" The man then questioned, "The blood moon indeed mean a misfortune that ends all happiness but that is not all. The true meaning of blood moon is mourning the death of an angel and do you know that no matter how demon your husband is he is still a portion of an angel? I suggest you to go look for him now or maybe..." the man didn't continue his words instead he looked away with a wily grin as if it had happened.The blood in Elise's body turned cold in a quick second...