Reincarnated Into A Hell Hound - Chapter 151

‘HOW DARE YOU!’

‘I just stated the truth.’ I say, managing to separated my own thoughts from his as he loses control of himself.

‘HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME OF SUCH THING! H-HOW CAN YOU….!’ I close my eyes at that point, feeling overwhelmed by his screams and thoughts, his mind attacks piercing my skull with long metal needles.

‘How are you allowed a different ending?! HOW?! After all these years, waiting, searching, I still could not see him! No vengeance brought peace to my heart, even this rebirth did not bring him back, and WHY?! Why are you the only one allowed to have a different ending?! HOW?! This is unacceptable, unforgivable… ‘

‘It is all his fault…’ He says, rambling in a mad dash of words. ‘That elf of yours, is his fault! If he did not used that magic, if he did not used that rune and brought us back, I may had a chance! But now is gone, is all gone, he doesn’t exist in this world, in this reality, all gone gone gone!’

‘I won’t allow it, I won’t. I won’t have happy endings here, if he is not back, if I’m the only one left to suffer, then I’ll destroy you all! None of you will be allowed happiness, none of you will live! I will destroy this world, let the void consume it, there will only be nothingness left!’

This is the point where I discover that Cain, the Demon King, is truly mad.

‘And I will start with you two.’

I cannot digest his words in time when the once turbulent view comes back on, but what I see makes me freeze in place as cold sweat coats my back and a crushing terror coils its way around my heart, suffocating.

For I’m not looking through the Demon Lord’s eyes anymore, nor I’m seeing his memories, but I’m gazing with my own eyes up above in my Terror form, staring down at something under my paw.

And as the paw is lifted, his image comes to view.

Crushed, ragged, coated in so much blood that is hard to tell how many injures he has at this point, on how his silhouetted, plastered on the floor, doesn’t seem quite… right, on how I can tell that he maybe be injured pass the point of… recovering from it

On how even his blond hair is coated in red, and how his golden eyes are filled with pain as my paw crushes his insides.

Leonel!

He moves to look at me, as if hearing my voice, but the Demon King does not allow it and kicks him to the side with my own paw, only to stop him from rolling away with my other paw.

‘No eye contact! No goodbyes! You are not allowed to say goodbye, just like it has been denied for me!’

The sadness and pain cave a hole inside, but that pool of emotions soon starts to stir, and the more it filled up, the faster it seems to move inside, all set ablaze as pure fury is fuelled by such emotions.

But time seems to stop when, beyond what Cain had in mind, Leonel still musters the strength to look up at me and, as if looking pass Cain’s control his gaze pierces my eyes, and no sadness, no fury, no judgment obscuring the light shining from his golden orbs as he weakly raises his hand, only to rest it on my snout and brush it ever so softly.

“Shh, is alright, don’t be sad, it is not your fault, my little hound, I will-”

I was mesmerized by his actions and words, too scared to miss then to even breath, but the Demon King on the other hand though that his actions were atrocious and pushed my paw down even more, taking the air out of his lungs until he could speak no more.

As Leonel eyes close and his hand hits the floor, his like time has slowed down to this moment, all the chaos around blocked as I watch Leonel, Leo, my lover, my love, die under my paw.

“Don’t worry Thilgon, there is no reason to be sad, you will be joining him soon.” Says the Demon King on top of my head.

And that’s when I lose it.

Ding – Warning, Rage Fuel pass limit, Possessed Mode is being activated, Warning…

All I see is red.

Like a wild mindless beast I growl as I have never before, making earthquakes out of my howl as I set my own body on fire, making the Demon Lord fall back while hissing in pain.

“How is this possible! You should be under my power, under my command, so how are you fighting back?!” He says while holding his burned hands in front of him.

His words reach deaf ears for I have no mind left to understand him, and he soon discovers that when I rush up and claw the air, his dodge being on point to avoid bigger damage than the scratches on his arm.

But he watches with widening eyes when I do not stop there. Unstoppable, unreasonable, I slash and slash and slash to destroy it all, setting the mountain ablaze as my hellish figure rises above the smoke and flame, a white skull staring amidst the red dancing flames.

My own army is strengthening, attacking with fury and fierceness, looking more than ever as if coming out from hell itself.

Chaos all around as the true Terror unfolds.z

Then elven mountain set ablaze, hungry flames licking the skies.

However I do not pay attention to anything beyond my target bleeding out in front of me, changing forms back and forth, a desperate attempt to fight me back, sword flashing, blood reaching, but it does not matter, the faster he can get does not outrun me, his mind powers can’t reach me, his blood attacks left only skin wounds along my side.

And I feasted on his despair.

I slash him up again and again and again in a mad sequence of attacks that give him no breather, no stop, only claws flying over and over until he can’t move anymore, from blood loss at first, then I crush his legs down with my paws, and as he screams and tries to get away I puff out smoke on his face, putting weight on my paw the way he just did with Leonel.

“P-please stop! Argh, it hurts, it hurts!”

It hurts? Good.

Knowing that it would take too long for him to die just by crushing some bones I go down and chop his arm off, spitting it out into the flames and watching it burn nicely as the Demon King uses his other hand to try and stop the bleeding, dropping the sword he was using down in a terrorized hurt state.

I watch closely as he dies on the floor, blood gurgling out his wound and mouth, his scared gaze drifting to the side only to watch his on reflection at the forgotten blade, his hand weakly reaching up towards it as I single clear tear manages to run down his face.

“I’m sorry love, I’m sorry, I just wanted to see you one more time. I hope we will… be… together… in… the… end…”

His head falls to the side as his lungs empty up of air and his heart gives in, the remaining blood still dripping off, still warm and fresh.

But this isn’t enough.

His death isn’t enough.

I want to destroy, I need to destroy, I will crush everything until there is nothing left!