The clouds cleared from the sky, revealing a dark blue expanse with a haunting, serene beauty.
Morgan lay on the ground, gasping, blood oozing from his mouth. Kneeling, he stared at the approaching man, his eyes weary and heavy from the brutal scuffle. Slowly—painfully—he forced himself up, stumbling as his legs trembled beneath him.
"God knows what will happen henceforth… I will die, certainly… BUT I WILL DO MY BEST AND MAKE YOU PAY—EVEN IF I MUST SELL MY SOULLLLLLLLLLLLL!"
Lionel advanced toward him, laughing, twirling his daggers between his fingers with a mocking grin.
"How scary… I'm going to wet my pants. Pfft—how lame. Get up. Let me have my fun too~"
"LAUGH… hew… hew… LAUGH ALL YOU WANT! I WILL MAKE YOU PAY FOR KILLING HER!"
"Oh, you mean your wife? Do you want to know who tortured her? It was me—Lionel. C'mon, man, you can do better than that. Where's all that strength you had when you slaughtered my underlings—all eight of them? I'll admit, I'm impressed. Never knew you had it in you. You almost looked like a devil, you know."
Morgan dragged his feet forward, every step agony. His hands burned, the skin cooking slowly from gripping the still-hot sickle—like a steak sizzling over a slow fire, searing to perfection.
The compound was unrecognizable. Embers rose and danced in the air, fire circling and growing with no sign of stopping. The scene deserved to be immortalized on canvas—if only anyone present could live to tell it.
A man like a devil stood there, wounds carved across his body, his clothes fused into his charred skin. The flames swirled around him, embers rising like a crimson shroud. His bloodshot eyes locked on his target. No words. No hesitation.
He rushed forward.
" Oh you got serious now but unfortunately i have no more time to admire you - աɨռɖƈʊȶ"
The Dagger rose up like it was directed with wind and targeted the left ankle of Morgan slicing it and returning to him.
Morgan fell face first in the mud no support to stand on and no movements was coming him.
"Boss this should be enough right i am no more mood to play he took the fun out of it how unfortunate."
"The moment he is alive and i get paid i care less about how you feel. -Brimstone it's done."
Brimstone sliding out of the carriage and looking over
"Bring him to me you Goons, My soles can't be dirtied by all that blood. How filthy"
Carried over by the thugs, Morgan still conscious but his lifeless was brought over still bleeding and the sickle rendered to dust nothing left of it his hand charred to a state of no return. His skin full of third degrees burn.
"How unsightly Morgan had you just listened to me and followed my orders like i wished you to your wife would still be here with you." Holding up Morgan's chin Brimstone mutters "uhm.... you cannot even speak what a waste. Tell me was it worth it disrespecting me by refusing my kindness and running away from me ?" Morgan's mouth moved but only muffle sounds come from it " Are you saying something? Speak louder" Brimstone brought his ears closer to Morgan's mouth "Listen here... pig i will never forgive you" Morgan smiled widely with his teeth bloody he started chanting in the language of the old.
"𝔇𝔬 𝔱𝔦𝔟𝔦 𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔪 𝔪𝔢𝔞𝔪 𝔭𝔯𝔬 𝔭𝔩𝔲𝔳𝔦𝔞 𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔲𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔪 𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔪𝔦𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔲𝔪 𝔪𝔢𝔬𝔯𝔲𝔪 𝔦𝔫 𝔥𝔞𝔠 𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔞 𝖉𝖆𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖝𝖆𝖘"
"Morgan what is this nonsense your saying, Have you already gone crazy?- Kill him he is of no use anymore."
"HAHAHA BRIM--STONEE I TOLD YOU YOU WOULD PAY I"M KEPT MY PROMISE YOU ALL ARE DEAD NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW BLOOD SHALL RAINNNNNNN."
Brimstone stopped in his tracks and turned on to face him." END HIM NOW. JUST HEARING HIM SICKENS ME"
"TOO LATE THE PACT IS DONE"
The blue night enveloped my a red hue the environment transforming into what seemed like dome red smoke rising everywhere.
"You have Called me here me the Great 𝖉𝖆𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖘 𝖆𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖝𝖆𝖘, i have heard you wish and i accept your request. The transaction shall start now and end after i finish my task."
A being that has human like sculpture stood there with horns adorning his head indescribable but what you would tell children in story that being is usually called the ...
"DEVILLLLLLLLLL , IT'S THE DEVILLLLLLLLLL RUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN"
"MORGAN WHAT HAVE YOU DONE"
Brimstone in great fear turns around screams while Gasping and his face full of tear and snots, His pants wet from some interesting actions.
"SAVE MEEEEEEEE, TRUFHEL DO SOMETHING DO SOMETHAN_"
"How Unpleasing humans reek and act so much like cattle " Abraxas decapitated brimstone and looked over the rest and says but one word "SILENCE"
The whole area went dead silent no more sound could be heard everyone tried muttering words but no sound came out. "First of all i am not a devil you damned foulmouthed beings i am the Demon. Two different RACES !!! I think you guys have a term for this you damned RACISTS. Second I was asked to make it rain blood so just FREEZE Will you?" Every single one of brimstone men froze on the spot could not move and could not speak. "Third i must let my The summoner express something now don't i ?" Abraxas looking over to Morgan. Morgan says " I have nothing more to say i am done just this, i did not think the summoning would work considering the requirements for it." The demon shrugged and looked over and smirked. " Why should i bother to explain it to a dead man just know this your price was enticing o i took it that's all get that?"
"I see the moment my wish is don__" Morgan breathed his last. "hmm? well i have already have my payment now now. Let it rain blood by EXPLOSION"
Every single human left alive exploded and their blood dyed red the compound by a radius of 5 km. the red unveiled itself the night went back to quietness no corpses left just the blood.
Before the Demon left he turned around and mutter something.
Flowers out of nowhere starts growing drinking the blood. Those flowers are called Spider lily. The pool of blood was replaces by a full farm of flowers. The once white flowers drinking the blood becomes red. Red Spider Lily flower,
Oh, Red Spider Lily flower,
With your red petals,
The color of blood,
I see you blooming,
With a stem but no sight of a leaf.