[163] Plucking A Crow’s Feathers

[163] Plucking A Crow’s Feathers

Chapter 163: Plucking A Crow's Feathers

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Moonlight filled the hallways as I walked toward the basement door of my house, reminiscing about how long it had been since I captured Kokabiel, the foolish Fallen Angel.

It had been weeks, and all this time he had spent his time in darkness and hunger. He didn't even know what was going on; for all he knew, this was how death felt for a Fallen Angel, pure darkness coming with hunger and loneliness.

It was about time I told him that no, he wasn't dead yet. And then kill him with my own hands. I had invited Akeno over knowing that she would enjoy the show, and as we stopped before the door, I could see the nervous excitement in her eyes.

"Should I really...?" I heard her mutter in a very low voice, and I ignored it as it was not a question toward me. She hated her Fallen Angel father, but it had never been so much that she'd torture a man of his kind. Now, she was about to.

As we entered the dimly lit basement, Akeno's breathing grew faster as she followed me down the stairs. I could sense her sadistic side starting to take over, an odd glint in her eyes.Finnd new chapters at novelhall.com

We stopped at the floor, and Akeno looked around confused as there was nothing in there. I snapped a finger and pulled us into an Instant Dungeon, causing the room to darken immediately while the warmth of another entity filled the air.

"W-who is it?!" Kokabiel's voice filled the darkness; after spending so long in pure darkness, he didn't miss the change in the darkness.

I raised my hand toward the ceiling, and a Dark Sun rose high. It looked like a solar eclipse, with its entirety being dark, except for its edges that were shining bright, more than enough to light up the basement.

Thanks to the light, Akeno and I could see the dying crow. Kokabiel was chained to the wall, his body skinny and weak from lack of food and basic movement. His eyes shut at the sudden invasion of light, but even then, I felt a sudden pull from him.

He was trying to absorb the Light for himself, to recharge himself.

My willpower stopped him from budging a single atom's worth of energy. He tried and he failed, slowly opening his eyes to look at us. His eyes were wide in terror as he saw us, and he began to struggle against his chains, but it was no use.

"Ah, fuck, fuck, fuck-!" he cursed as he looked at Akeno, his eyes weak yet gaining an edge of rage. "It's you, huh!? Half-breed! How dare you chain me up?! I'll kill you, you stupid daughter of a whor-"

I walked up to Kokabiel, my expression calm, and kicked him in the jaw, sending his head slamming against the wall behind him. He groaned in pain while I spoke, "It's not her, it's me who locked you up here. She's here as a guest."

"Argh, who the fuck are you, even..." he asked before his eyes slowly widened. "Oh, the Blackhorse of Humanity, the Boy that defeated a God."

It seemed that he heard about Thor's defeat first, and Azazel dealt with him after. Other than that, he probably didn't even know me—and what Raynare's Team had done to my family. He was an ignorant fool, an oblivious leader, and today he's going to pay the price for his carelessness.

"You know, I've been thinking about what to do with you for a long time now," I said, my voice low and menacing. "And I've decided that killing you is the best choice, it's worthless to even keep your soul as a pet."

Kokabiel blinked, and his eyes darted back and forth between me and Akeno, his breath coming in short gasps. "No, you can't be serious! Azazel- he won't let you be if you kill me!"

"Did you forget that it was Azazel who handed you to me?" I asked and he froze, a realization sinking into his face.

"Ah. Fuck." he jerked his body hard to free himself one last time but failed. The chains were too powerful, and he was too weak. When he realized that escape was not an option, let alone resistance, he looked up at me with a pleading face. "P-please," he begged, his voice hoarse from lack of use. "I'll do anything. Just let me go!"

The torture hadn't even begun, and he was already begging. Just how weak was his mentality?

I chuckled darkly. "Let you go? After all the trouble you've caused? I don't think so." I grabbed Kokabiel's chin, forcing him to look into my eyes. "I'm going to torture you, and I'm going to enjoy every second of it, and then I'll end you." I said, my voice filled with malice. "And Akeno here, if she wants, is going to help me."

"Oh." Akeno let out a soft gasp, her eyes shining with excitement. "Can I really?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Hours passed and Kokabiel's screams continued to echo through the basement. His body was barely recognizable, covered in cuts and burns, and his wings were torn and tattered. But we weren't finished yet.

Akeno's eyes were wild with excitement as she looked at me, asking, "What should we do next?"

I thought for a moment, and then a wicked idea came to me. "Let's pull out his wings one by one," I suggested, a cruel smile playing on my lips. Akeno shivered a little at the idea, both in pleasure and pain. She had a similar wing too, so perhaps she knew how painful it'd feel to get them plucked out.

Yet, her eyes were alight up at the suggestion, and she nodded eagerly.

"No-" Kokabiel screamed, "No, no, no! Just kill me already, why are you g-going so far! Stop!" He cried but I didn't stop. We started with his first wing, grasping it tightly and pulling with all our strength.

Kokabiel screamed in agony as we tore it from his back, leaving a bloody mess in its place. He whimpered like a bitch as we kicked him and broke his wings. We moved on to the next wing, and then the next, each one causing him to scream louder than the last.

By the time we reached his tenth wing, he was barely conscious, but we didn't stop. His screams of pain were nectar to our ears.

Finally, after what felt like hours of torture, Kokabiel's body gave out. He slumped forward, his breathing shallow and weak. I leaned down and checked his pulse, a satisfied smile on my face. "Looks like he's on the brink of death," I said to Akeno.

"Is he~?" she moaned out a question.

"Yeah. Let's see... Do I heal him and continue, or just kill him?" I pondered for a moment and then grinned. "I'll just kill him, what's the point in wasting time?"

I held out my palm, and a miniature Dark Sun rose above it. It was brighter than the one in the ceiling and also much, much hotter. I stood still for a moment, and then slammed it against Kokabiel's head. The energy from the sun melted his brain, his entire skull, causing him to let out one final, agonized scream before falling silent.

His body turned to specks of ashes and submerged into thin air. A fitting death for a fallen fool, leaving not even a proper body behind.

Akeno let out a soft moan of pleasure as she observed Kokabiel's end at my hands, her body trembling with excitement.

She fell to her knees, her orgasm overtaking her, the floor growing wet because of it. I couldn't help but find the sight incredibly hot, and I approached her, pulling her into a passionate kiss.

"Ahng~" she moaned like a slut as we pulled each other close, our bodies covered in blood and dirt, but at that moment, we didn't care.

We were lost in our sadistic desires, and nothing else mattered. The night continued with making out in the dirty basement, the sound of Kokabiel's screams still echoing in our ears as if background music to our passionate time.

It wasn't really out of the blue that we were going at it; I expected it the moment she said she wanted to join me in the torture. She's too kinky for it to not happen.

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