21 God of Death (1/2)

Kill...

Kill...

Kill him...

Rip him apart and make him suffer for hurting Royal!

That was what filter through my head, as I commanded the bony skeleton that I had summoned. Although, it had acted on its own for the most part. It seemed to understand what I wanted it to do.

My whole body felt like it was ignited with liquid fire, it was comfortable and it made me feel like I was twenty times stronger. A burning fire had consumed the whole area of the maze that I was in.

The once cocky Minotaur was now being suppressed by the skeleton that I had summoned. It hulking body was being pressed into the firey ground and the fur of its legs was burning up the smell of cooked flesh was pungent.

”You disgusting brute, you dare to kill my pet and then you try to kill me,” I growled treading forwards across the blazing ground.

I felt like a God of death as I approached the cowering monster. His features were scrunched up in pain and defeat, it looked like he wanted to retaliate.

My clothes had started to burn up under the heat of the flames, soon I was almost completely naked. The flames licked up my body, like the caress of a lover, they didn't burn me at all. The only surviving article of clothing that I had on was the black backpack and the few items. Soon I was right up in front of the Minotaur, its beady eyes were looking right at me.

That pissed me off, it looked at me with its filthy eyes.

Reaching my flaming hand out, I place a hand over his eyes watching the fire spread across the Minotaur's face and began to cover its eye. In an instant, the fire began to melt the eyeball from its skull.

”Arghhhh!” A large howl reverberates through the maze that was now the sea of fire. The mixture of blood and flesh melted off of his face and ran down his face. A feeling of sick satisfaction at his pain burned in my stomach.

The blood and now melted flesh dripped to the ground and formed a small puddle, I removed my hand and flick the residue off my hand and onto the burning ground.

”You bitch, I'll skin you alive once I get free!” He screeched out shaking his head that now looked disfigured and deformed, from the heat of the flames.

He was annoying, I looked at him with a sneer. Signaling for the skeleton, I watch as it slams the Minotaur further into the burning sea of the ground. The rest of his face and chest starting to catch fire, however, it doesn't burn him enough to kill him.

Instead, it slowly burns his flesh, while roasting his insides. He was a tough monster, this child play wouldn't be enough to kill him, although, it would cause a significant amount of pain. As I watched his flesh start to burn I couldn't help smile.

At some point, I think I had stopped thinking about my revenge and was starting to enjoy watching him suffer and burn alive. It made all the cells in my body feel alive, it was so beautiful to torture someone like this.