Chapter 277 - 277

"It's taking too long. I think he should have returned by now." Allias said as he paced in Theseus' study. He couldn't sit down. He couldn't rest on the comfortable sofa and even when his lover invited him to sit on his lap Allias denied. As much as he loved to be close to him and touch him right now he couldn't think of anything except the fact that Mark was out there, alone with a demon. He honestly doubted that they were drinking tea.

"Allias, you need to relax. I am sure things will be fine." Theseus said, trying to calm his nerves. The elf king had been on edge for hours as he waited for his best friend. He didn't want to eat nor do anything else. He had actually told everyone that he wished to be alone but Theseus has ignored his order. He had taken his hand and brought him in his study. The only place in the palace that had no servants roaming. It was small and comfortable, it gave off the feeling of a small home and not of a cold and faceless palace, with tall walls and enormous rooms.

"I just, I don't know." He said and let out a loud sigh. He was walking right in front of the turned off fireplace. Going back and forth his steps already creating a very annoying pattern by now. "I have a bad feeling, in the pit of my stomach. I can't explain it." He told the general.

"It could probably be because you're hungry." Theseus joked with a front smile but the king did not seem to appreciate his humor. "When was the last time you ate?" He asked him. Allias was worried about Mark, Theseus too but his first priority was and will always be the elf king. While he looked at others, ruled the world and helped everyone Theseus would always look at him.

"I am not the issue here I..." Allias began talking when he heard a faint sound from far away. His elf ears twitched and his eyes widened. Without saying anything he headed towards the door, in a hurry to leave the room but someone opened it before him. It was a maid, a young girl panting with flushed red cheeks.

"My king!" She called out of breath and Allias' looked at her. "There is....there is a demon outside. He...he is holding that boy, the human boy, your friend. She said and Allias' eyes widened.

"What...how is he?" He asked her, he didn't know if he should worry or not. He was still hoping.

"My king, I think he is dead." The girl said with a sorrowful expression.

The next second the girl had been pushed to the side, stumbling as the king ran off. Theseus followed him shortly calling out his name but he couldn't stop him. He passed by the servants who were looking at him confused and faced the entrance of his home, his sacred palace. He pushed the double doors open to face the blinding sun, his eyes shining under the hot beams. He stepped outside in a hurry, framed by the all mighty sun he looked at the demon. His face was bloody from his tears. He was holding Mark in his arms, his lifeless body. Asmodeus had killed him.

"What did you do?" Allias screamed.

The next thing Asmodeus saw was the sun landing on earth. The ground he was stepping on was shaking, a mighty earthquake making it difficult for him to stand on his feet. He could see anything. Just a bright light coming towards him. Soon he was on the ground, Mark's body away from him, still on the green grass.

He felt Allias choke him but he couldn't see him. All he could recognize as the elf king was a bright light, that hot light that surrounded him that burned his skin. Asmodeus hissed, not wanting to do anything to hurt Mark's friend he stood there, unmoving as she noticed the light being toned down. Allias was still bathed by a golden light though, his eyes shining like gems while his whole face simply screamed of anguish and pain. He was pinned down burns all over his body while the king's fingers where around his neck. The same way his were on Mark's, just a few minutes ago.

"Allias don't!" Theseus shouted from far away. "It is forbidden." He wanted him. He knew what Allias was planing to do, he was planning to obliterate Asmodeus, erase him from the face of this earth, erase his existence even though he couldn't erase his acts.

Hearing Theseus Allias' head snapped to the side and he faced the worried general. His eyebrows were furrowed, his expression cold.

"Shut up! This is your fault too!" He screamed, making Theseus take a step back. Even him, right now was frightened. "And you, you piece of shit. We trusted you. We let you be with him and you...and you....aagh." he shouted he grabbed him by his neck and smacked his head on the ground before he raised the demon. He stared at him like he was looking at the source of all evil. He threw him back, his body landing close to Theseus' feet and Asmodeus' struggled to get up, managing to only stand halfway, on his knees.

Allias walked slowly, his expression showing pure hatred. He wasn't the elegant king anymore, the child of the sun, the light of the elf nation. He was the warrior that had killed hundreds with just a shed of his tears, he was the fiery monster that with only a look could crush your soul. And oh, how he wished to do it. Crush Asmodeus, make sure he suffers.

"Help me." Asmodeus said. He knew there was no time. Allias was planning to kill him. "Help me bring Mark back." He said and the king stopped. He tilted his head to the side, a manic smile on his face.

"How the duck do you fix death!" He screamed at him, repeating Ignis' words. "He was a human, a defenseless human you shit." Allias had stopped moving now, the demon was standing in front of him,on his knees begging him with his eyes to listen.

"I am sorry. I promise if you help me bring him back I will disappear. I just want him to live. I beg you. I didn't mean to, I...I really didn't..." He mumbled and his face dropped. He heard Allias laugh.

"Are you mocking me? Do you think a sorry will fix this?" He asked him and pointed in Mark's body, forgotten on the ground still in the same position as before. "Sorry? Oh, sorry for killing him. Sorry?!" He roared and the ground shook again.

"Allias, Allias wait. Stop." Theseus called out and took a few steps towards him, he needed to calm him down.

"I thought I told you to shut up!" The king shouted and with a move of his right arm, his palm shining like an endless source of light Theseus was pushed to the wall of the entrance. Landing on the harsh materials and breaking the building with his body. "I will deal with you later." He said and focused again on Asmodeus. He looked at his palm. The pure power rushing through his veins once more. Just a bit more, just a bit more of anger, just a bit more of pain and he could ruin everything around him. He could ruin this murderer in front of him.

Through the light a weapon took form. A long and heavy spear, dressed in gems, his grip was strong, his eyes hungry for revenge as he steadily targeted the demon king. He needed to pay.

"I just want him alive again. That's all! I swear I will leave after. He will never see me again." He said with his arms in front of his body. He could fight if he wanted to. He could kill him, his full.potential had not been released after all but that would simply be an insult to Mark.

"And I want you dead! I am sick of people like you!" He screamed at the top of his lungs and raised his arm, sure that he wanted to shoot him down. A hand landed on his fingers though, the ones wrapped around the cold metal and he froze, feeling someone's breath land on his neck.

"Stop you'll regret this." Theseus' voice landed gently in his ear. "Mark wouldn't want this." Allias' eyes watered. The spear landing on the ground.

"How would you know what he would want. You took me away and I couldn't save him!" The king cried and punched the general on the chest. Theseus wrapped his arms around him. His jaw tensed, his lips a thin line.

"I am sorry Allias, I am really sorry about what happened to Mark but listen to me. Maybe, I think, we can fix this." Theseus whispered in his ear.