The Court's Decision 🏛️
The Demon Court was sealed.
Only five people stood inside:
• The Demon King 👑
• The Demon Queen 🌑
• The Headmistress 📜
• A High Judge ⚖️
• And Aren 🩸
No audience.
No whispers.
No lies.
Aren stood in bandages, pale but upright.
He spoke calmly.
"Professor Kevin was obsessed with Princess Mimi.
He stalked her.
Collected her belongings.
And planned to remove me."
Silence followed.
The Headmistress confirmed everything.
The judge checked sealed memories.
The Demon Queen closed her eyes.
The verdict was simple.
To the public:
Kevin died during an act of self-defense.
The truth:
Kevin was eliminated before he could ignite war.
Aren was cleared.
The case was sealed.
Five people knew the truth.
The world never would.
Infirmary — A Body Held Together by Will 🏥
Aren lay on the infirmary bed like a corpse stitched together with bandages.
🦴 Both legs fractured
🫁 Four ribs shattered
💪 Shoulder dislocated
🩸 Internal bleeding still being sealed by demonic healing magic
The doctor wiped sweat from her brow.
"H-how are you alive…?" she whispered.
Aren replied calmly:
"i die when i want ."
The doctor shivered. ❄️
The Deadly Sin Heirs Arrive 😈
The doors burst open.
🔥 Wrath's daughter stormed in first.
"AREN! Did Kevin do this to you?!"
👑 Pride's heir followed.
"Idiot demon! Why didn't you call us?!"
💰 Greed's heir clicked his tongue.
"You almost died. That makes you inconvenient."
😴 Sloth's heir yawned—but his eyes were sharp.
"…This isn't normal."
🐍 Envy's heir clenched his fists.
"I told you something was wrong with Kevin…"
💜 Lust's heir placed a fruit beside the bed silently.
"For strength… please eat."
All seven surrounded him.
Aren opened one eye.
"…Go away."
They froze.
"Why?!" Wrath snapped.
Aren closed his eyes again.
"I don't want witnesses seeing me like this."
They exchanged looks.
"He's alive," Pride muttered.
"And still arrogant."
One by one, they left—
fear hidden behind their pride.
Kevin had been strong.
Aren surviving meant something worse.
Mimi Arrives 💔
The room softened when she entered.
Mimi walked quietly to his side, her hands trembling as she touched his bandages.
"You… almost died…"
Aren didn't move.
Her voice cracked.
"Why didn't you tell me?
Why didn't you ask for help?"
Aren answered softly:
"Because you would have gotten hurt."
Her eyes filled with tears.
"Idiot… I was so scared…"
He didn't reply.
He just closed his eyes.
Mimi stayed.
Protecting him in silence. 🛡️
Drako's Question 🐲
After everyone left, Drako sat beside the bed.
"Why didn't you tell me your plan?"
Aren opened one eye.
"If I told you," he said calmly,
"you would've ruined it."
Drako sighed.
"You're insane… but fine."
He stood to leave.
"Aren?"
"Yes?"
"Stay close to Mimi," Aren said.
"For the next few days."
Drako frowned.
"Why?"
"I have a bad feeling."
No fear.
Just certainty.
Drako nodded.
"I'll protect her."
Night — The Soul Invasion 🌑🩸
As night fell, Aren lay unconscious.
But inside him—
A soul slipped in.
Twisted.
Broken.
Obsessed.
Kevin.
Black smoke crawled through Aren's chest.
"You stole her…
I will kill you even if I must rot inside you…"
The soul lunged—
And stopped.
Another presence rose.
Cold.
Ancient.
Heavy.
⚔️ The Knight.
The same knight Aren freed.
"You dare enter his soul?" the knight growled.
"You dare disturb my peace?"
Kevin shrieked.
"She is MINE!"
The knight's sword ignited.
"Love is not possession.
Obsession is not devotion."
SHRRKKK—!!
One clean strike.
Kevin's soul tore apart like paper.
"No—she's mine—"
FWOOOM.
Gone.
Silence.
The knight placed a hand over Aren's spirit.
"Live well, boy.
And do not disappoint her."
He faded.
Three Months Later ⏳
Three months had passed.
Aren's bones had healed. 🦴
His body had recovered.
But his mind had grown sharper… colder… heavier.
That night, he fell asleep on his academy bed—
—and opened his eyes inside the dream-world once again.
A white void.
Soft wind.
A presence he knew too well.
The Headmistress stood before him.
Not the academy head.
The real one.
The woman who knew everything. 👁️
She looked tired.
Sad.
"You're here," she said quietly.
Aren nodded.
"I need answers."
She inhaled slowly.
"It's about Mimi," she whispered.
Aren's fists tightened. ✊
"What is inside her?"
Silence stretched.
Then—
"A curse."
Aren's eyes narrowed.
"What kind?"
"A curse that attracts death," she said softly.
"A power placed inside her before she was born. Something pulled from the Dark Continent."
Aren's heartbeat shifted—
calm… yet violent.
"Someone from the Dark Continent gave it to her," he said.
She nodded.
"How do I break it?"
Her expression changed.
Fear.
Regret.
Pain.
"Aren… the method is cruel."
"Tell me."
"She must… make love with the one she chooses as her true partner—"
Aren didn't flinch.
"Continue."
"—and at the peak of that bond…"
Her voice trembled.
"She must stab him with a sword made from the bones of a Necromancer Lord."
Aren stayed expressionless.
"And then?"
"She must throw his body into the Dark River. The river consumes all souls."
Silence fell.
Heavy.
Cold.
Impossible.
"…The Dark River," Aren whispered.
"The place even gods refuse to approach."
The Headmistress nodded.
"This isn't just danger," she said carefully.
"This is—"
"I will do it," Aren said.
Her eyes widened.
"You would die for her?"
"I already die every night," Aren replied calmly.
"One more time doesn't matter."
She shook her head.
"Aren… she will—"
"Enough."
The dream-space trembled.
"I will break her curse," he said firmly.
"Even if I must let her kill me… and let the river devour me."
"You will shatter her heart," the Headmistress whispered.
Aren's voice was cold.
"…and save millions of lives."
The dream dissolved. 🌫️
The curse was revealed.
And Aren had already paid the price—mentally.
A Night Like a Dream 🌌
The day felt unreal.
Aren and Mimi walked through the glowing streets of the demon capital, fingers brushing. 💫
They ate roasted moon-fish by the lantern lake. 🐟
They laughed at street performers.
For once…
Aren didn't act like a monster.
He acted like a boy on a date. 🌙
When night deepened, he led her to the highest cliff overlooking the Dark River—
a place no sane demon approached.
Mimi followed.
Not because the place was safe—
—but because Aren was there.
The Moment Everything Changed 💔
They sat beneath the stars.
Talk faded.
Silence grew warm.
One kiss.
Then another.
Then the line both had long feared… and desired… was crossed.
Two souls intertwined in a single night. 🔥
As she rested against his chest, Mimi whispered:
"Aren… I want this forever."
Those words cut deeper than any blade.
The Lie That Saved the World 🩸
Aren brushed her cheek gently.
"Mimi… there's something you need to know."
Her heart raced.
"What is it?"
"I have a curse," he said quietly.
"In one month… I will die."
Her face drained of color.
"No… you're lying."
"There is only one way to survive."
He revealed the bone sword.
"You must stab me," he whispered.
"And push me into the Dark River."
Her world shattered.
"I won't! I won't do it!!"
They argued.
She cried.
She begged.
She broke.
He held her every time.
Finally, shaking, she whispered:
"If I do this… will I see you again?"
Aren smiled softly.
"don't worry, I be back after 15min after fall , I'll come back to you."
It was the only lie he allowed himself.
The Stab. The Fall. The Silence. 🌊
Her hands trembled.
"Aren… please don't close your eyes…"
He didn't.
She kissed him one last time.
SHLK.
The blade pierced his heart.
He didn't scream.
Didn't flinch.
"You're stronger than me, Mimi," he whispered.
Then—
she pushed him.
Splash.
Silence.
15min later.
The Dark River swallowed him whole.
Gone.
A Princess's Scream 👑💔
"AREN!!!"
Mimi's scream tore the night apart.
She tried to jump—
Strong arms caught her.
Her father.
The Demon King.
"No one returns from that river!" he roared.
But he knew the truth.
Aren didn't fall.
He chose to fall.
The Truth of Kings 🖤
Later…
"The boy broke her curse," the Demon King said quietly.
The Demon Queen gasped.
"He let the river take him… for her."
The king whispered:
"…A soul worthy of a Demon Princess."
Elsewhere… 🌑
Aren opened his eyes.
Not water.
Not death.
A black sky.
Dead winds.
Shadow mountains.
He wiped blood from his chest.
"The Dark Continent…"
He whispered softly:
"Mimi… wait for me."
Because the knight's curse had saved him.
And this story—
was far from over. ⚔️🔥
Elsewhere… 🌑
Aren did not open his eyes.
There was no water.
No breath.
No pain.
Only a black sky stretching endlessly above,
dead winds drifting without purpose,
and shadowed mountains standing like graves.
"…The Dark Continent,"
a voice whispered.
But it was not his.
Aren was gone.
The Dark River had consumed him completely—
body, soul, and existence.
The knight's curse was stripped away.
Every curse bound to him was erased.
Nothing remained to protect him.
No rebirth.
No return.
No miracle.
Only silence.
And somewhere far away,
a girl waited for someone
who would never answer again.
This story—
did not end in victory. ⚔️🕯️