52 Whos shouting? (1/2)
Helial's eyes struggled to open.
He flickered his stiffened eyelids repeatedly before being able to focus the surroundings.
He was enveloped by a sweet, soothing embrace. His palms touched a fluffy feather blanket, and a mattress as soft as the skin of a princess.
A sweet female fragrance filled his nostrils. He realized his arm was pressed by a little body huddled by his left hip.
He swallowed to clear his dry throat and lowered his gaze towards that cascade of silvery hair.
He coughed, but her little body didn't show signs of moving. The little girl's chest was raising and falling slowly, with the heavy rhythm of late night breathing. Helial's heart was going to burst in tenderness, as he thought about how to awake her swee-
”WHEN THE FUCK ARE WE GONNA EAT HERE?!”
A huge white cat, as big as a tiger, rushed into the room boisterously.
”I've been waiting for this girly to eat all day long. Your fucking lord is hungry! So? What are you waiting for? Feed me!”
Lumia's eyes shut open. She sat up without even noticing Helial.
”WHAT DID I TELL YOU, KITTY? STOP SHOUTING. HE'S RESTING.”
”WHO'S SHOUTING. AND WHO'S THE KITTY HERE?! WHAT YOU HEAR ARE THE THUNDERS MADE BY MY SUPREME TUMMY!”
”YOU ARE!” Lumia blurted out.
”NO, YOU ARE.” Snowflake roared.
Helial felt the urge to slip back into a coma for the next two days. Or maybe forever. Unfortunately, Snowflake had noticed his eyes were open.
”That guy-looking sloth is awake! What the hell, he got me to wait all day long to grab a fucking bite! Where the fuck are we, in the huts of some stray dog tribe?!”
Helial closed his eyes, pretending he was dead and hoping for a lighting to make him drop back into his coma.
But it was too late. Lumia has taken notice that he was awake too. And she wouldn't let him slip back into coma without her permission.
His little sister pounced onto his neck, as she coiled her arms around him vigorously. She began to brush up her cheek against Helial's skin.
”You're awake…”
Helial ran a hand through her hair and opened his eyes. He turned towards her and kissed her gently on her forehead.
”I'm awake. Where are we? Did someone take us somewhere safe?”
”We're…” Just as Lumia was about to start explaining, a majestic silhouette materialized in midair.
A tall, royal-postured, greenish silhouette.
Helial turned slightly pale, as a fierce light flashed in his eyes.
”Caesar.”
The King of Goblins nodded, a smile on his face.
”You finally woke up. We've got a lot to discuss,” he said solemnly.
Told you. Things are getting interesting. Helial heard the Devil's mischievous voice rumble inside his head.
”Why didn't you finish me?” Helial asked, his eyebrows furrowed tightly. He didn't get what was going on.
Caesar gently nodded and answered in a low voice: ”This world is full of geniuses. Thousands, if you count the whole universe. But how many of them could hurt an Immortal without having reached the First Phase yet?”
Helial's pupils shrank. Did he really hurt Caesar?
”It's a minor wound, obviously. I thought you had torn your Soul into pieces to strike that blow. I tried to exert my control over your body, but some strange force wouldn't let me access your Meridians.”
I may have turned into a fucking sword, but if any shitty Immortal whatsoever in this shitty universe could do whatever he wants with me before my eyes, then I would lose my face once for all. Very few beings can face up the true lord of everything.
Helial was more and more astonished by that kid's power. How strong could his actual body be?
But he soon went back to focusing on Caesar.
”My Meridians are intact, but I won't be able to use that Skill again without risking my life.”
It was indeed true. Despite the fact that he now had the Meridians of a Demon, if he had tried to evoke such terrifying power once again, then he would have definitely become a cripple for life.
”No need. Not even a one million First Phases army could defeat an Immortal. But you made it, alone. I don't need any more proofs.”