Empire Of Souls - Chapter 125 Sordid reunion 2

His words only seemed to infuriate Shelise more. His admittance to being a devil ignited her rage again, but she couldn’t speak because her mouth was covered. Aleks continued to slowly approach Shelise and his voice became even more gentle.

“It’s not what you are thinking. Not a devil in the sense that you believe me to be. I do not belong to the race of Fallen Angels and their offspring. I am a Human, my soul is that of a Human, but I am also not just your brother. I know that you have been brainwashed by that scum Tihr so it may be difficult for you to accept my words. I am the same brother that you cared for in our youth and I am the same person who couldn’t bring myself to show you my true feelings.”

Aleks stopped in front of his sister and placed his hand on her head like he had done in their youth.

“I am a man who is cursed, abandoned, and alone. I do not belong here and there is no where that I truly belong. It wasn’t my choice to be born into this body and the calamity that befell you, was also not my choice, but I can’t say that I am not to blame either. The calamity happened because of me, and so you have the right to blame me.” Aleks said while reflecting on the past.

He looked away from her, but still gently rubbed her head. Of course this did not bring Shelise the warmth it once did. This only angered her, and she couldn’t accept his words. This could be clearly seen by her expression even if she couldn’t reply.

He once more looked at his sister, but this time he removed his mask. She could once more see his clear eyes which radiated a type of exuberance. It stunned her for a moment and she forgot herself, quieting down from her rage.

“However, if you wish to blame me, then you should even more blame Tihr. That wretched and corrupt selfish fool! Do you think that only you have suffered? He destroyed my entire world! But what do you know about that?”

Shelise glared at Aleks, her expression was obstinate.

“I don’t expect you to believe me.” Aleks sighed, “You are my flesh and blood and though I thought I would never care for another again, I have found that I am in fact a hypocrite. Perhaps I care too much. I will not harm you, nor do I wish to see you harmed. Even if we can never go back to the past and even if you are forever lost to me, I will cherish the memories that remain. I have already lost too much.”

He finally walked away from her and once more placed the mask upon his face. Lariel watched from where she stood and a trace of sorrow could be seen in her eyes.

Then she suddenly opened her eyes wide and shouted, “Aleks! Be careful!”

Aleks turned swiftly and immediately surrounded himself with ‘Soul Tendrils’ only to be blasted backwards tens of yards. The impact was sudden and completely unexpected. He hadn’t even sensed the danger, but Lariel was different.

She knew better than anyone the aura and power of the god of Justice, Tihr.

BOOM! A loud crashing sound could be heard as dust rose up rapidly from the falling figure. The dust and dirt which was uprooted obscured the image of Aleks who had been blasted clear away.

“You certainly moved quickly.”

A strange disembodied voice could be heard from the body of the young lady. It wasn’t the voice of a young girl, but more masculine and dignified.

As the dust finally began to settle, a hazy figure began to become more clear.

“I already knew how shameless you were, how could I not already be prepared? Only one such as you would use another’s sister as a means for vengeance. God of Justice? Don’t make me laugh!”

Aleks could now be seen clearly and he was completely unharmed, just slightly dusty. Although he had been blasted back quite a distance, he had blocked the attack at the last moment.

“Something seems off, that attack was weaker than I expected.” Aleks whispered curiously, “is there something wrong with Tihr’s descent? Or perhaps something wrong with Tihr himself?” Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.novelhall.com for visiting.

Shelise, who was now inhabited by Tihr, was brimming with divine power. Her hair fluttered rapidly and her eyes glowed a strange hue. In her hand was a malevolent and vicious looking dagger that dimly glowed a savage crimson. It almost looked like blood and the glyphs all along the surface of the blackened blade lit up.

“You are truly impatient, aren’t you Tihr? You just couldn’t wait to act against me, but even if you use my sister as your vessel, do you really believe you can kill me?”

Tihr, who was inhabiting Shelise’s body, laughed, “You have a very high opinion of yourself. Hubris is the greatest of all sins, don’t you know this? You are standing before a god, kneel before me!”

Shelise glided across the dirt and grass, her feet just slightly lifted off the earth. Her dress was whipped up due to the powerful divine aura her body was currently emitting. It was stifling and frightening. Even Nelay and Lenia were forced back because of its power, but Lariel and Aleks seemed mostly unaffected.

Eneran, who had been watching everything with great caution, was now much more relaxed.

“I didn’t realize she had already become a Saintess. Looks like I don’t even need to act.” He muttered.

He remained standing in his position and did not move to assist Tihr. He only eyed Lenia and Nelay and shook his head with pity.

“Whether I am overly proud, you and I both know the truth of that.” Aleks replied calmly.

“Just surrender obediently Aleks. I know you better than you know yourself. I have been observing you throughout countless lifetimes and I have been closely paying attention to you in this one. Do you believe I don’t know that you wouldn’t harm your precious sister? Why do you think I chose her to be my vessel? Hehe, do you know that I really pity you? What an unfortunate soul you are. Everything that has happened to you has been out of your control. You haven’t done anything to deserve what transpired in the past nor the countless lifetimes you have been forced to live, but nonetheless you have had to suffer endlessly. I don’t blame you in the least. How could any mortal suffer as such and keep their sanity? Why not put an end to it all? You don’t have to suffer anymore, just give me what I want and I will set you free. I will even keep your sister here safe and protect her. She will live in paradise beside me.”

Tihr’s words sounded sincere, and as he spoke, his voice changed to that of Aleks’s sister. She appeared to be pleading with him by the end. Her voice dripped with compassion and yearning and a tinge of sorrow. She even seemed to be comforting him with her words. Aleks, who wore his mask, showed no expression or movement. He only stood calmly, watching his sister approach. No one knew whether her words had pierced his heart.

“You are despicable. I can’t even think of a word that would accurately describe how much I abhor you. You are not wrong though. I can’t bring myself to harm her. I already once killed the one brother I had, and it almost destroyed me. I may be a murderer, and I am certainly not a kind man, but even I have my limits. However, if this is your only trump card, you are fooling yourself in thinking it will be enough.”

Aleks lifted his hands gently and began to rise off the ground. ‘Soul Tendrils’ wrapped around his body protectively and encased him within. More tendrils appeared, growing rapidly and extended outwards from his body. A horror of writhing and coiling tendrils smashed against the ground and whipped the air violently.

His golden mask dimly glowed as numbers and symbols flickered across it. His face was illuminated by a light warm glow, but the expression he bore beneath it was as cold as frigid ice.