(REIGN) “JASSMINE TEA. I heard that you have a liking of such tea?” Kyle offers Peter the said cup of tea. An invitation that Peter doesn’t have any reason to turn him down. Especially that he is a holder, a master and the knight of the Maiden that they both dearly loves. “Thank you, Kyle.” Peter’s a bit of shaking voice, still hesitant towards Kyle and the fact that Alliah warns him about him and just how dark and cunning one envious heart could ever be. “Why do you want to talk to me?” He bravely asks, keeping his cool and his shaking nerves at bay. Yet no matter how hard he could try and hide his discomfort and doubts towards Kyle. Kyle already knew it, and all a bit too much in the sense that he is using it to his pleasure and little game that he started long ago. “Nothing of some big reason behind. I just wanted to know a bit about you since you are one of us now. Besides, can’t I invite a friend over?” Kyle’s taunting’s, hiding the real m
(A LIE ABOUT CHASTITY) “DIE, WILL YOU?” The pentagram is then activated, then a gate slowly appears behind Peter. Into the room, no, a dungeon. A secret one that Kyle made for himself and his little experiment with life and death. Peter is bound into a chair, gag and helpless, as the gate that is now complete and behind him, is the gate to the abyss of forever suffering and pain. “I’ll you, never, Peter.” The last time that Kyle thinks that he will say his rival’s name. The very last time that he will see his face and have someone as lowly like him to be his rival. “This is exhilarating.” Alliah giggles, all watching everything on the side and where she is comfortably sitting upon. Just then, Peter felt the darkness that is behind him. The dead end for him that Alliah is ore than amuse upon witnessing and Kyle is more than satisfied to inflict to him. “Hmmm!!!” He cries, begging. Pleading and having the desire to be free from the predicament th
(CHASTITY’S CHANCE) “I YOUR SERVANT IS BOWING TO YOUR PRESENCE.” Peter’s words and his outmost respect. Immediately noticing and got the tight grasp of the identity of the being that is in front of him. “What can I do for you, god?” The name, the title and addressing HIM with all the respect and gallant that HE is more than well deserve for. “Well, well, well.” HIS wide smile and proud tone. While from everything and the current picture that HE is seeing right now doesn’t surprise HIM a little bit at all. Knowing and always does, that the one in front of HIM is the perfect doll to be with the ranks of HIS little league of neither a hero or a villain. “Such a perfect candidate.” HE whispers, then draws a sinister smile on HIS face while looking in a bit of awe towards the little piece that HE found. The right one to be one of the puns that HE needed to dispose and made way for HIS game to fell through and ensures HIS winning end. “I heard
(HOW IT BECOME) “NOW, I welcome you to your new world. Peter.” HIS voice echoes, together with the three seconds ticking of the clock everything shift and quickly. With a snap, a pentagram is formed and the gate to the other world and alternate timeline in between appears. “A deal, is a deal.” Peter whispers. More than prepared, yet not that amuse with the fact that he still needs to be somewhere else before he could have his desire in the palm of his hand. “I shall see you very soon, Peter.” HE smiles and wide. All proud and excited to the little experiment that HE started. The only experiment out of the ten puns, and by which the only experimental guinea pig will only exist in the face and identity of Peter. “Very soon.” He wonders about that fact but not for long. Facing the door that slowly opens in front of him. He didn’t hesitate for even a second and immediately took his step inside. Walking perfectly into the same dark tunnel like of a
(AND THE DEAL GOES) BEATRICE hums in delight. A bit overwhelmed and is having the best time about the feeling of successfully having the two pieces of her own chess.“What a delight. What a run, what a beautiful end for this tragic tale.”She whispers, laughing and dancing like a ballerina. A graceful and beautiful ballerina in her all black dress that somehow is representing the famous black swan of the swan lake. All while under the bright full moon and in the middle of a wide grassy area surrounded by trees and bushes that’s making a rustling and eerie sound as the wind blows.“The King and the Bishop.”She admires the pieces on her hand. Giggling and perfectly domineering the fact that she successfully got the old of the first two most important pieces of her chess board.“Now, now, now. Where were I?” she asks, giggling and twirling, as she then said. “Who is the next one on my list?”Then a laugher from hers echoes. Startling the birds resting on the tree, but delighted the cro
(THE CHOICE) “SAGITTARIOUS holder.” Beatrice whispers. As she draws a sinister smile on her face and slowly turning her entire expression into a twisted one. “Right. He should be the next perfect prey that I needed right now.” With a giggle, she soon laughs maniacally. Her laughter that echoes all throughout the forest. Scaring the animals away, but the crows with those red blood shot eyes are somewhat making a sound that resembles a laughter, a delight and approval to Beatrice words and her dark insane mind. “Now, if I remember correctly. During this time, I this little chance that JK made. My little piece, my chess board’s other bishop should be in that very place.”She giggles once more and dances gracefully under the light of the bright full moon. While a little glitch is showing from time to time the reality of her original life. A background and the entire place that is covered with red and blood. “No time to even waste. Let us head there.” He
(BURNING DARKNESS) “JUST be patient and watch everything dwindle until you die in vain, Aaron.” JK’s ever taunting words. His sinister smile and the darkness that he’s been making Aaron eat. Slowly putting his hope into ashes, until he doesn’t have anything to give anymore. “Damn you!” Aaron could only scream, struggling, yet helplessly in chain to the place where he couldn’t ask for help, but be in chain and doom into the fate where his end is death. Nothing but the oblivion of darkness and where he couldn’t see the light of the day anymore for the rest of his remaining life. “Until tomorrow and soon, Aaron.” JK’s confidence and darkness. The devil that he ever knew that exist and will be existing for the rest of his life. All after sucking his life force, his mana to continue the façade of being the holder of God Sagittarius which he isn’t. “The game is only starting and don’t you forget about that.” The door closes as JK’s echoing footsteps
(THE HALF OF HER BISHOP) “I can give you your freedom. That’s a guarantee. I can make everything perfect like you never been trap in this place. As I can give you the life that you deserve to have.” Deal and her words. The things that Aaron is more than vulnerable about. The fact that no matter how pure his heart is, a tiny spot of darkness is surely there to grow and corrupt him from his very core. “Now, are you interested to listen?” A few seconds of silence dominated the entire place. With the atmosphere that is somewhat getting heavier and heavier by each passing second. Beatrice smile slowly widens, with the darkness that is getting bigger and bigger than it is all that is in it. “Tsk!” Yet. Aaron is not that foolish to be drawn into that temptation. Or is he? “Do you think that I am a fool like the others and how you perceive me to be?” His gallant words and a bit prideful tone. Holding on and tight to the right and sane mind that he had