The ti when the Demon fell on the jar of the mist the Cannibals and Vampires were creating, the Demon started his plan right away.
He said it himself to Pablo.
"I will go into more details. I have all the ti in the world now. So after I-"
"Wait. At least let sit up. Please." Pablo interrupted the Demon. He gathered all his courage to do that. The punishnt for interfering could be death for all he knows.
"Good thing you added please in that. Fine. You may stand up."
The Demon waved his hands and Pablo finally felt the force above him disappearing.
His face cried by lying on the ground for such a long ti.
"Thank you." Pablo sat up.
He didn’t dare to stand up on his feet and remained seated on his knees.
He kept his eyes on the chest of the demon, he still didn’t find the heart to look him in the eyes.
"So as I was saying, after my blood mixed in with the mist, the mist lost all its qualities and my blood reigned supre in that.
But before focusing on that, I first derived a way to stay hidden. So I went inside the first house I saw in the village and well, I killed the owner of the house.
And the owner of that house was…"
"Socrates." Pablo answered.
The Demon smiled. "Right. The old blind man."
"You killed him and took his place. I can understand that. But how did you stay hidden? The presence of a Demon shouldn’t be untraceable. You are a Demon after all." Pablo spoke. He had no expression on his face and he didn’t raise his head in front of the Demon as well.
"Hmm? Who gave you permission to ask questions?"
Pablo twitched. He couldn’t afford the anger of the Demon yet.
"No. No. It’s not a question. It’s my curiosity. Give the benefit of doubt. Please."
Pablo used Please again, catering the pride of the Demon.
"Fine. You deserve to ask questions at least. But I am answering everything myself. So stay quiet."
Pablo nodded. He won’t speak. He won’t even say Yes.
"So after I killed the Chief of the Village, I shapeshifted myself to him. Then I stored his body inside that cupboard and took his place. And you asked how I hid my demonic presence. That was rather easy. I transferred all my powers inside that mist. I only kept the power of shapeshifting active. The mist had completely beco my tool now. So I gave everything to it. Any questions?"
The Demon paused and Pablo asked, "If the mist had all your powers then why didn’t no one sensed the Demonic presence in it? And why ss with the mist anyway? You had taken the place of the Village chief, you could have stayed hidden in plain sight and prepared blood to drink to regain your true power."
Pablo had asked the Angels if they could sense so Demonic presence in the mist and they had said no. And the Demon was saying that he mixed all his power in the mist. How was this possible? Were the Angels lying? Only the Demon could answer that. And he did :
"The mist had all my powers. And one of my powers is Stealth. That way, I hid all my powers in the mist and no one could sense it. And the only power I had with was the power of shapeshifting. And that ager power wasn’t enough for anyone to figure out I was a Demon.
Now about why I ssed with the mist. I did that because it was a passive way to collect blood for . The mist killed so many people, it sucked the life out of them and all that life kept storing inside the mist. It kept storing for five years and today, I took all of it back inside . I collected the blood without doing anything. This is the best. I am in my full power after a long ti. Bliss."
Pablo heard the Demon till the end and there was one question that burned his mind for a while. And he asked it.
"Why ?"
"Hmm?"
"Why did you lick my blood? You could have inhaled all his mist anyti you wanted so why did you wait to drink my blood?"
"Isn’t that obvious? I needed the blood of a strong individual. And you ca into my life. Rember that day when I said that you will be able to do my job as well. And after so days you asked what was this job I was talking about. That day, I told you the story about how my son died and I want you to take revenge from so ghosts for my son, that was just a lie. This was the real job I wanted you to do. The job of making achieve my full power. And you did."
"Why? Why do you need the blood of a strong man? The mist killed a great number of people. Weren’t you satisfied with that? How did you even classify as a strong individual in the first place? And if the mist was your power then how the Cannibals weren’t getting hurt. The urine of a newborn should be useless."
The Demon placed his leg on top of another.
"The Cannibals were under the impression that the mist was their doing. And I chose to let them stay in their delusion. I could hear everything happening around because of the mist. So when I heard that the urine was a way to stay safe from the mist, I deliberately made the Cannibals stay unhard from the mist after they drank the urine. I had no intention of making them think that the mist was my doing. They could jeopardize my plan. Though, the suit you made, it was legit. It really stopped the effects of the mist. Good work. And about drinking your blood….."
The Demon sighed. He leaned further back on his throne a little more and landed his eyes on Pablo’s head.
Pablo clenched his knees.
’He is looking at .’
He kept his head down and the Demon smiled.
"You were smart, Human. Smarter than anyone I have t here. I tried giving you clues about what could be inside the mist and I stopped after a certain point because I didn’t want to uncover my identity. If I would have said more, you would have understood that I am the Demon. So I kept quiet and let things play out. But when for the first ti you ca inside this village, inside this mist with troops, I sensed sothing that doesn’t belong to this world. And that sothing was with you. And at that exact mont, I decided to drink your blood."
"What did you sense?" Pablo asked, and he had a feeling he knew the answer.
The Demon grinned wider.
He removed his hands from behind his head and moved them behind his throne.
"Nothing much. I had just sensed…"
The Demon never stopped smiling and finally brought his hands in the front. Each hand carried one person and Pablo figured that the special thing the Demon had sensed was nothing but…
"These Two Angels."
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