《A Tale of Two Worlds》Cursed Wheel : Chapter One : Trickster Devii
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"So you're going to hunt this.... witch?" Albert said to Yenfersteria. "What's her name again?" He felt the cold shrill on his spine as the flames on their small camp weren't enough to keep them warm. Albert wanted to suggest the two of them to huddle together for warmth but the glow in Yenfersteria's eyes as she is sharpening her katana tells his instinct to back the idea off.
"Gretzel." Yenfersteria said as she continued to slide the small whetstone on the edge of Azazel's Smile. "So is the name of the girl she's possesing."
"Possesing?"
"Yep." Yenfersteria looked up to see the Forgotten World abov their heads, then at the forest trees around them. She eyes at the salt circle that she made around their camp, at the glowing eyes of animals passing by and then at Albert. "I believe she is some God or a century old witch. But whatever it is, I am hunting it down." She let out a huge sigh. "With you."
Albert grinned. "Want to see some magic?" He said as he took his cellphone from his pocket.
Yenfersteria eyed the rectangular device as light flashed from it. She instinctively pointed her katana on Albert as it morphed into an axe.
"What sorcery is that? Are you going to kill me?" Her face turned into an angry scowl.
"Tadah!" Albert showed the screen of his phone to her and on it was a picture of her.
"Why is my image in there? Did you trap my soul into that demonic glass?" She yanked the collar of Albert's shirt as the axe in her hand turned into a dagger and made it kiss Albert's neck.
Albert gulped his saliva as he felt the cold blade on his neck. "It's called a picture."
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"Picture?" Yenfersteria's dagger turned back to being a katana and placed it back on it's dragon glass scabbard.
Albert showed her the pictures of his friends, his sisters and where he lives.
"You have an older and a little sister?" Yenfersteria asked. "They sure don't look like you. They're pretty."
"Ugh.... thanks? They're actually my step-sisters. And I haven't even said farewell to them...."
"I'm sorry..." Yenfersteria said.
"It's okay, Yeng." He said as he pat Yenfersteria's head.
"Y-Yeng?!?" She took Albert by the wrist and removed his hand from her purple head. "W-What kind of nickname is that? I am the greatest hunter that this world ever has. I fought and killed 30 or more demons and that?! That's worse than 'Purple Haired Hunter'!!"
Then the flames of their campfire went out without any gust of wind.
"Something's here." Yeng said as she drew her katana. The light of the moon and the Forgotten World made it's demon steel shine a bloody red. The fire went on again.
"Hey there, Yeng." A woman's voice said as it giggled. "Can I come inside the campfire of yours? I'm freezing out here."
Then a woman with green hair emerged from the darkness of the forest.
"Come inside then. If you can." Yeng knew what she was the moment she saw her.
"Really?" She smiled.
"Sure."
The green haired woman flicked her fingers and an earthquake shook. A small crack on the ground destroyed the salt circle. She smiled as she walked towards Albert.
"Hey! That's my shirt!" Albert said as he looked on his bag for the same looking shirt that the woman was wearing.
"I'll borrow this for a while, my sweet Albert."
"How did you know my name?"
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"I know a lot of things." She said, ignoring the blade that Yeng was pointing towards her. "I know who you really are and why you are here." She whispered on Albert's ear. "And how you lust this body of mine." She held Albert's hand and placed it on her big breast.
Yeng splashed holy water on the woman.
"You think some water blessed by your God works on something like me? Maybe on lower ranks. But ME?" Her brown eyes turned pink and three black horns emerged on the left of her forehead. "Think again." She smiled.
"Who are you?" Yeng said.
"Oooh... I have a LOT of names." She giggled as she let go of Albert's hand. "But call me Devii. And I'm not your enemy."
"Right. A demon which is not an enemy. Tell me, why should I not cut you into two with this demon slaying blade of mine?" Yeng smiled, yet she couldn't hide the shaking on her hands.
"Because that toy of yours won't kill me." Devii smiled seductively. "And I am here to help you lads kill that little witch. Or should I say, Lorice."
"Lorice? THAT Lorice?"
"The Witch who took you to the Promised World Lorice. Yeah. And some occult fags let her out of hell by offering a girl from her bloodline as a sacrifice." Devii touched the tip of Yeng's blade and licked it, making it's red steel shine with her blood.
"Why would she do such a thing? She saved everyone here. She's a God."
"Hmmm..." Devii placed a finger on her forehead as she pretended to think. "After burning in hell for centuries, since, well, she sold her soul to me, she forgot what being human is like." She said in a whispering voice. "Her soul is one of my favorites in my little collection." She grinned. "I'm only here to collect what is due."
"I should send you back to hell." Yeng said.
Then a gunshot was heard. It was Albert with a gun in his hand. Devii caught the bullet with her two fingers without looking. "Even if that hit me, kid, it won't kill me. But it would kill my vessel when I leave her body. A poor and innocent half-elf living alone in the Faerie Forest for a thousand years, praying for humans and fair weather, about to killed with a bullet in her heart..." She looked on Albert. "Do you really want that, my sweet Albert?"
"Don't listen to her. She's a demon. And demons lie."
"Let's make a deal, shall we?" Devii said. "Help me kill Gretzel and live. Or die now."
"What? You can't do it on your own?" Yeng smiled.
"I can. With a flick of my hand and her heart stops." She grinned as her pink eyes grew darker.
"Then why bother asking us?" Yeng said.
"Because my boss tells me so." Devii said.
"And who is this 'boss' of yours?"
"Why ask if you already know?"
"Lucifer." Albert said.
"A bright kid with a bright future, yes." She looked on Albert and giggled. "Lord Lucifer has plans for you, my sweet child."
"Lucifer? The Bringer of Light? Why would he-"
"He is God's favorite, and so is Lucii's." Devii said. "So, what would it be?" She grinned.
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