A Tale After Four Lives - Volume 2: Rise Of Samsara Chapter 61 61: Failure

The night was still young, the moon full and bright as it shined its light upon the world, bathing under its light was a little house. It was a peaceful and serene sight, a pink spider skittered past the house as it ran being chased by another spider looking as if it was dragging its balls behind it.

The peace would unfortunately not last this night, shadows were creeping upon the little house. Mythander was reading in his favorite spot, put down his book ‘How Not To Treat Souls Carefully’ and frowned at the shadows. He could tell that these shadows did not come with friendly intentions, what’s more, he finally found out how they were able to enter the Himejima family’s compound, they were let in.

‘Traitors!’

Mythander clenched his fists at the thought, he already knew they sold out Shuri’s location to Baraqiels enemies but to actually let them prance around your own home, what madness was that. This was no longer borrowing a knife to kill but hiring one. Mythander could even see some of Shuri’s family hiding in the shadows waiting to see a show.

Mythander felt at that moment…lost. What could drive a family to hat there own so much that they would invite murderers into there home to kill? After the feeling of lost faded Mythander felt only disgust for the Himijima clan, there was even a pinch of resentment, the Himejimas should thank there stars that it was an elf and not a dragon sitting in that tree or they might have just disappeared that night within purple purgatory.

The shadows slowly encircled the house to make sure no one could escape, they then started slowly move closer tightening the circle.

Mythander kept watching with a stoic face, his eyes flickered with light as many thoughts raced around in his head but one was prominent in his mind, ‘Was what he was doing right’, he was about to scar a little girl for life, yes he will return to her her mother but… he could never undo the pain he has done.

While he was sorting out his thoughts the Shadowy figures already struck, the door of the little house was kicked open and Mythander could hear the shouting of Shuri and Akeno’s shrieks as three shadows went into the house, the rest stayed outside as security.

Mythander kept himself at bay as he heard the screaming of Akeno the yells of Shuri and the crazed laughter of a dead man…

His fists were balled his muscles tens, he was using a lot of will power not to rush forward right now and end these fiends.

‘Or maybe the true fiend is me?’

An elf, a being known for its pureness and kindness was actually standing there and watching as an innocent woman was murdered.

‘What have I become?’

‘No! I will save them’ Mythander finally decided that having Shuri killed wasn’t worth it be it for his or their sake, but alas he came to that conclusion too late.

“Mommy!”

‘No…’

Mythander swept of the branch as he headed towards the little house his reason letting him forget he could teleport, he even ignored a not so unremarkable fallen descending from the sky while flinging lightning bolts at some of the shadows causing the whole group to run away as they retreated.

He did think to see the fleeing shadows and he would not allow that. His voice rang out in the dead of night and it heralded death.

“Be swallowed by the earth”

Mythander waved his hand at the fleeing Shadows and the earth beneath them opened up into a deathly maw, as the sides of the earth rose as if trying to bite them, the ‘maw’ moved upwards and snapped shut over them before retreating into the earth with them inside, there screamed of pain and fear only stopped as the ‘maw’ disappeared.

The fallen angel was a bit shocked when he saw this stranger helping him and his means but did not dwell on it as he had more important things on his mind, he flapped his wings barreled into the little house making a hole in the roof as he landed on one of the shadows three shadows that entered before.

The black-winged angel took in the sight in front of it and it made his pupils constrict, his daughter covered in blood while holding her mother, of which he could see a long slash on her back. Each of Akeno’s tears was a spear stabbing his heart and each drop of blood flowing from Shuri felt like the flames of hell searing his soul.

His appearance didn’t go unnoticed, as if anybody would not be able to notice a fallen angel descending from the sky and crashing through the roof of the house you’re in, the shadows trembled when they saw who it was and one of them decided the smartest thing to do was to run for his life.

He made his way to the front door but heard a shrill scream coming from there and then he saw a strange thing, a red looking flower that was in a pot near the door started moving and then it jumped from the pot. It was standing on two roots that looked like its legs, two vine-like arms were spread wide as its flower head stared at the shadowy figure. The flower’s pistil suddenly slit horizontally revealing sharp teeth and a tongue as the little plant, let out another shrill screech, and charged at the shadowy figure.

The figure was startled at first but ignored the pint-sized flower that charged at him and even gave it a kick as he ran. As his leg touched the plant its vine-like arms wrapped around it and started spreading up his leg. The shadowy figure wanted to shake it off but before he could he felt an agonizing pain in his legs, he looked down and to his horror, the little flower man’s roosts were planted into his flesh and its arms were also digging in as both started growing both inside and outside his body.

“WHAaaaaaaaaa!!!”

The man screamed in pain and fear as he tried to pull the plant off of him, his reaction did not go unnoticed as the other shadowy figure that was holding a katana and Baraqiel looked over at him in shock and fear, shock for Baraqiel and fear for the shadowy figure as he saw one of his comrades being used as fertilizer for a plant.

He wanted to help but was terrified of the fallen angel using this opportunity to strike at him while he was preoccupied, not that Baraqiel needed an opening he was just thinking that to feel more secure.

He then saw his friend fall to the ground as he tried over his own feet, he finally made out a figure that seemed to be standing in the doorway of the house, he couldn’t see this figure before because of his comrade being in the way. The Figure stared at him from within the hood of his hoody, how did the shadowy man know this, well it was hard to miss those massive green eyes that glowed eerily in the darkness.

The shadowy figure ‘battling’ flower man closed his eyes when he hit the floor due to the impact when he opened his eyes he saw the flower head of the plant man in front of him, its pistil opened again and let out another shill scream.

“Shiiiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaa”

“WHaaaaaaaa…ugh….”

As the plant man screamed the shadowy figure yelled in fear seeing its mouth so close to his face, the plant man took this opportunity and used its flower head to dive down his throat silencing him as more vines grew from it penetrating his throat, his lungs hs stomach his liver and finally his heart. The shadowy figure died a painful and violent death.

The last Shadowy figure, the one holding the katana, shuddered in fear as his eyes met those green ones of the hooded man, and after seeing what happened to his friend dread spread thought his body like a virus.

His knees buckled and he fell to the ground groveling as he whispered in fright.

“Please…please spare me…please please…”

Mythander looked at the groveling man with his forest green eyes. Holding out his hand the little flower detached itself from the other shadowy figure that was now nothing but a shriveled corpse all its nutrients and mineral stolen by it.

The flower slowly climbed around Mythander’s arm as it made an endearing sound as if trying to please him. He then stretched his hand towards the groveling shadowy figure and spoke.

“Sic!”

The plant hopped to the ground and drilled into the floorboard as its fines pushed towards the shadowy figure while jumping over the floorboards or drilling underneath them.

At that moment the shadowy screamed in fright as he tried crawling away, but it wasn’t fast enough as he felt a searing pain in his calf, one of the vines had drilled into him, not long and more and more came drilling into him essentially picking him up of the ground as it turned the shadowy figure in the door of the direction of the little house, he did not see the hooded man or Baraqiel or even the weeping Akeno, no… what he saw was a bright red flower right in front of his face whose Pistil opened revealing sharp teeth and a tongue.

“Shhhiiiiaaaaaaaa!!!”

“NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!”