Chapter 35
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With an amused smile, Anna described that how when she sensed me the first time, she found that she couldn't care about the 'massive and terrifying' presence approaching her.

She knew that she was probably going to die soon and suffer even after death, and my presence may have been inhuman, but it was weaker than and obviously not Arre.

Her first thought was that it was likely that I was the Demon King that everyone was worried about, and contrary to her belief that I would attack her or the Human city, I just landed on the roof behind her.

She felt sadness--with apathy beginning to slowly overtake her--but this did nothing to temper the bone-deep, and constant, dread that permeated her mind and soul. Since I didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, I barely even registered.

Choosing to stay still, she found herself hoping that I would either go away or hurry up and kill her.

She hated the anticipation.

While she calmly asked who I was, she found that she couldn't find the hope anywhere in her mind that this encounter could be good for her, she had already given up.

When I gave my humorous answer, she found me amusing.

Upon actually registering the entirety of my presence, she admitted that it seemed nice and strangely comforting to her. She could also hear the mixture of pity, worry, and understanding in my voice.

<This person is a real Hero, not merely a person summoned to fight for 'Justice', or a toy of Arre's>

Even the Angel agreed with Anna's instant and unconscious judgement.

I disagreed with them, there was one thing that I wasn't and that was a Hero or a particularly nice person who wanted to save others, anymore.

She couldn't bother to turn around.

But she noticed something that surprised her, she felt comfort when she heard my voice.

However, the temporary comfort disappeared rapidly and her fear returned, and she couldn't help but imagine what would happen after I killed her, if I killed her.

She had a few ideas what would happen, based off the Angel's words and wounds, and she was pretty sure that there were further unseen internal injuries.

This accidental spiral caused her to start shaking again, which she tried desperately to hide. She knew that Arre would find her fear and reaction amusing, and possibly arousing. For some reason, the second reaction struck her as worse.

My next words shocked her.

She didn't expect me to ask her not to attack me, since she was prepared to say the same to me.

At my words, she prepared herself psychologically for some kind of hideous and inhuman monster. She admitted that she had found herself praying, to every god from Earth, that when she turned around, she wouldn't find a sadistic teenager in a white suit, laughing at the ease with which he had tricked her.

She described how I looked to her, and it was interesting to hear someone else's opinions on how I looked, now that I was a semi-human/Hero/Demon King hybrid.

Apparently, I was tall, easily topping eight feet. Maybe nine feet if my 'Beautiful shiny black' horns were included. My hair reminded her of the yin-yang symbol that was popular in Buddhism, being half black and half white.

"His eyes... God, his eyes...They are a solid and hypnotizing shade of gold. Seemingly peering deeply into my mind, into my soul itself." She was quoting a popular anime with those words, blushing as she actually spoke them, but her eyes were glued to mine.

I was impressed that she could actually say this.

Her voice was as quiet as a mosquito, but with my enhanced hearing, I could easily hear it all, I could even hear her heartbeat.

The way that she shamelessly stared into my eyes forced me to look away first, and I could hear her laugh softly as I did.

According to her, my looks combined with my muscles, made me highly attractive.

With a cough, and a muttered apology, she moved on.

Apparently, while my aura was powerful but weaker than Arre, it was beyond anything that she had felt. She admitted that even the Angel's aura, once she was mostly healed, was weaker.

She said that when my aura surrounded her, it seemed to caress her entire body. But it was also similar to a blanket, as warm and soft as it was all-encompassing.

It was then that the feeling struck her, she felt that I wouldn't kill her, and that maybe I could even protect her, even though I had just met her. She described it as the presence of a true Hero, there was apparently no feeling of coldness coming from me.

She had managed to squeeze out the question of if I was the Demon King before her body gave out. Apparently, this was caused by the 'warm waves of my aura repeatedly washing over her'.

It was that warmth, that feeling of subconscious trust, she decided to plead for me to save her. While she was unsure about my reaction, she instinctively felt that I would kill her more quickly and less painfully than Arre would.

Which is why she begged me to take her soul.

Then she said something that managed to make me unsure of how to respond, she said that she was serious when she offered to give me her soul, her everything, if I wanted it.

Supposedly I made her feel safe...

She had only flinched when I touched her shoulder at the beginning because she was worried that I would hurt her. Her mind, maybe because of how it was slowly mixing with the Angel's, was absolutely terrified of pain.

She truthfully told me her story, believing that I was more likely to help her if she told me everything, the absolute truth.

"Well, this is my story, beginning to end. I now leave my life and soul in your hands," Anna smiled slightly, her skin was flushed slightly red.

 

While Anna spoke of what happened to her, I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. I also had a feeling of warmth and familiarity with her story, she had lost all of her loved ones in this world as well as suffering because of Arre.

I had, long ago, suffered something similar.

Being a Soul Shureen, I could help her with her plan to resurrect the Angel that she had saved.

Though I couldn't be absolutely sure that I could safely carry it out. My version of her plan was to use a variation on the Transformation spell that I had used on myself.

It was pretty simple, I could use the Angel Feather that I was storing, alongside with the Grace stored in Anna's body, left by the kiss.

The feather which I had found was obviously from the Angel which Anna had freed.

I had a free Soul Stone, though I would prefer not to use it before I could study it, and a viable host. The host would need to be able to accept transplanted Grace, or a body created by a deity.

A demigod could also be used.

To be honest, Anna's body itself would be the best possible host, but I doubted that she would sacrifice herself for the Angel to live, but I could also transfer her soul into a different body.

"There would normally be no need to give me your soul, but," I explained the possibility that I had come up with. Anna looked surprised, then a look of joy appeared on her face.

After a slight pause, I continued, "I don't need your life, or body... I just need your loyalty."

I could see that she was completely serious, she was willing to give up everything, to 'fall', just for the chance to get revenge on Arre. Then again, I had been like that until very recently.

She struck me as being slightly dramatic, but all of this pain had only occurred last night and today, and she had only been summoned for an hour or two before it all started going wrong.

Not to belittle her, but she only lost the recognition of her best friend and brother, they still lived.

"If you can even just punch that shitty god, I will give you my complete loyalty." Anna managed a shaky smile.

I could see grief warring with the anger that burned deeply in her emerald green eyes.

Suddenly, without warning and faster even then I could react when not expecting it, she grabbed my head with inhuman strength and pulled me down and closer to her.

Her eyes were now a deep and pure gold, strangely similar to mine.

The Angel's consciousness seemed to have taken control.

"Save her...help the child!" When she spoke softly, with deep determination, her face twisted into a smile which was obviously not her normal one.

I nodded in response to the Angel's words.

"I need to be able to speak to you, to know you. I will open a link, placing a small part of my consciousness into your mind."

After her strange words, the Angel moved closer and Anna's soft lips touched mine. She moved her tongue slightly, prompting me to open my mouth.

There was no lust or alternate meaning to this kiss.

According to Raven, the Celestials could transfer power, their Grace, their minds, or even their Souls through interaction of mucus membranes.

Though when Raven kissed me after the fight, using her Celestial power to heal the damage to my soul that her spells and special moves had caused to me, she did say that she was unlike a true Celestial and could have done it another way... She just wanted to kiss me apparently, and she left soon after.

As I opened my lips, I felt a liquid-like condensed energy flow into my mouth and down my throat. Swallowing rapidly so as to not drown, I received all of the energy, and after a few seconds the energy ceased.

I felt a small part of the Angel leave Anna and enter my mind.

At that point, I saw consciousness return to Anna's eyes, and they widened in shock, and possibly horror, I couldn't quite tell.

"Sorry... I am sorry. I don't know why that happened." She apologized as she released her hands from around my head and twitched back. She even pulled out of my embrace and scuttled backwards over the slate roof.

"It's okay, it was the Angel that did that," I reassured her, though she seemed to be cowering a little.

Her run-in with Arre, and his handiwork seems to have broken her slightly, removing her courage.

Though, possibly subconsciously, her hands went to her lips and her face blushed.

Trying to get her mind off her fear and embarrassment, I changed the subject, "You notice how the people are rushing around like bugs below us, it's because the king and an army went out to attack the Demon King. They don't know it yet, but he is dead."

"Attacking the Demon King? Aren't you the Demon King?" Anna spoke asked in response.

"Well, yes," I smiled at her as I spoke, though my words weren't anything that would cheer anyone up, I succeeded in getting a small, albeit shaky, smile from her as she saw that she hadn't annoyed me.

She seemed to calm down a little.

Our position was strange, I was squatting on the ground, and she was a small distance away from me and huddled into a small ball.

"I take it that you easily defeated the whole army, killing most, or at least driving them off?" Anna looked at me, I could see a mixture of surprise and something that looked like, pride? in her large, damp eyes.

I felt my wings flap slightly as I responded to her with a strange feeling of pride, "Yeah, most of them, including the king, died."

"Why did they say that you are a Demon King?"

"I was like you, I used to be a Hero, but the bastard Arre also turned on me. Because of my power, and what I did with a spell after moving into my new location, I drew the ire of the king and army."

Anna gasped in shock as she looked at me, peaking at me through the hair hiding her face. Her head was lowered, and she was using her waist length crimson hair as a psychological shield.

Her emerald-green eyes widened in surprise.

What is it with girls and hiding behind their long hair?

Kirrin did it sometimes, Soea did it, now Anna did it.

"Arre turned on you as well?" She looked shocked, "Well, the Angel did say that I wasn't the first," the second sentence was whispered.

There was an odd shine, something like excitement, in her eyes, "You are like me, yet you are so strong? Please tell me how you got so strong?" At the end of the rapid fire questions, she then again said something about giving me her body.

She was quite enthusiastic.

"Why do you keep saying that you will give me your body?" When I asked in curiosity, Anna blushed a deep scarlet.

"Well, I don't have anything else to give, and I don't want to ask for help for free..." She spoke quickly and quietly.

I found it both cute, and a little disturbing that she thought that lowly of her use, "You are a Hero, and have been given Grace, with training, you will have power. You have a lot to give. Though, all I want...for now...is your loyalty." I spoke quietly when I said 'for now', I only said it as a warning, because I am not a good person.

"For now?"

"Well, I am not exactly obsessed with monogamy, but you and my girl will have to discuss it," I spoke with a laugh.

"You already have a girl?" Anna looked surprised for a second, before a look of understanding appeared.

I nodded in response to her question.

Of course, I wasn't against polyamory, I had been introduced into it by Master and I found that it clicked with me on a psychological level.

"Well, if my loyalty is all you want, I will happily give it to you, you seem much more trustworthy and less cruel than Arre. But my offer for the rest stays open... I will talk to this mysterious girl when I can." Her slightly carnivorous smile both amused me, and somehow drew me in, fascinated me.

"So, now what?" She asked after another pause, and hiding behind her hair again, just her eyes peeking out at me.

"For now, just stay here. There is something that I need to do before we can leave the city together." As I spoke, I looked away from her and in the direction of my next target.

Anna nodded and changed her posture, hugging herself again. She looked contemplatively at the roof one more time before brushing her hair back and exposing her face to me again.

I sighed.

If I could help it, I didn't want another person like me popping up.

She may challenge me for godhood later.

Well, that's what I said to myself when I felt the urge to make her my minion, it wasn't because I was feeling pity for her, and a strange protective urge.

I stood up and walked over to the edge of the roof.

Looking down, I could see that the activity below me had increased even more, I found it strangely cathartic to watch the Human insects scurrying around madly, and full of worry.

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