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Chapter 44, Burning. (...)

Chapter 44, Burning. (...)

People who burn forever, are those who never leave the fire... though, I don't think anyone truly burns forever.

Eventually, we all turn to ash. (Or something nicer but it doesn't fit the vibe right now. Ya feel me?)

What I'm going to do/have done! (Section)

Hey, in this chapter I corrected a continuity error with dumb bullshit. Let's make it a game, what did I correct/explain away?

Feel free to post your answer in the comments, I'll give you a thumbs up and something "SPECIAL" if you get it right.

If not, lol mid.

(Also genuine question, how do you feel about C and the Princess/demon folk in these chapters?)

Things I wrote just for you (And the others here as well!...Section.)

Bit by bit, my split jaws rejoined into one. My shoulder and arm holes were shut. My...my legs, and spine, and eye and...

As the vines slunk off, the heavy beating in my heart turned to a light but quick drumming. It was...amazing.

In but a few minutes the demon had put everything back into place.

I was whole, complete. I got up t-

THUD!

...I...I lifted-

THUD!

...

The Demon of Tales: "Oh? Having a few issues? No worries. I'm sure you'll be able to run and jump just like before...y'know, when we drag you down to hell. We do like a good chase after all. Muahahahaah!"

no...No! i-I can't be broken! I can't! I ge-

THUD!

I STAND-

THUD!

I...I...

Come on legs, this is all we have left. Where else are we going to go if we can't even fight?

...A-alright. Slow and steady.

...I...I'm doing it! I'm getting up, I-

The Demon of Tales: "BITCH PLEASE!"

PAM!

THUD!

My cheek burned with a sensation I hadn't felt for decades.

The Demon of Tales: "Yeah, I just BITCH slapped you. Because ya my BITCH!"

The demon kneeled down, grabbing me by my hair. Wait...my hair!?

The demon smiled.

The Demon of Tales: "Just noticed it, huh? Well, yes...I do have the cure for baldness. In a story, of course. Because what do you think is the most terrifying fear for recently middle-aged men?"

...Oh no.

The Demon of Tales: "Exactly! I bring their hair back, and THEN PULL IT OFF!"

ShhRUNK!

C: "Aaghmm!"

The demon shoved my hair into my mouth. Making me gag and spit out the strands. All while it watched with a smirk.

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The Demon of Tales: "Do you get it? Your broken."

I shuddered as I heard those two cursed words.

The Demon of Tales: "FOREVER! Why else do you think you only got half your vision?"

...The demon leaned closer, and then-

Spakt!

It...it spat into my eye. MY lost eye. Like I was it's fucking sink!

C: "HRrrhgrh!"

I latched onto her feet, then tugged back with everything I had!

...But...nothing happened. My hands...couldn't even budge her feet by a single inch.

The demon sneered.

The Demon of Tales: "Don't you get it? This. Is. OVER. Anyone with two eyes can see that...but I guess YOU can't. Because you're not even average, your just a liability. A corpse that happens to live inside some shitty retirement home for broken fucks like you. Do you get it bitch! That's what I've reduced you to! A corpse!"

BAM!

I held my nose out of reflex. But it didn't hurt. Or if it did, I didn't notice it.

All my mind was focused on the future, and all it saw ahead were horrors of a much worse kind.

Of nights of silence. Of being unable to fight to forget the things that loom in my mind.

Of remembering. Of him. Of my...my-

NO!

no no no no no no

Thud!

I WON'T, I WON'T, I WON'T

THUD!

I'LL DIE! I'LL DIE BEFORE I LET IT HAPPEN! BEFORE I REMEMBER!

THUD THUD THUD!!!

...c...come on...the brain can handle...only so much force. Just...a bit more...

thud.

m...MORE!

Thud!

I...I need...more...I can't...can't...I-

C: "Auugh!"

ffffUCK! It burns! It burns! It-

Silence.

l-let...go.

Why should I? This breaches the contract after all. Or did you forget,

That suicide isn't an option?

...

If it was, you'd have killed yourself back then. You'd have never even taken up this silly mantle as a 'weapon'. And that's no good...we'd have lost out on so much fun!

...p...please. I lost...I'm...I'm a weapon with no use...so...just...just let me-

Hahahahahahah! Whew! I haven't laughed like that in ages! You really DID fall deep into that lil persona of yours. Still, it hurts me to think that you forgot the reason we all made those contracts with you. Why this little party of ours was formed in the first place.

TO SEE YOU SUFFER.

...

And I mean, can you blame us? It's just...so much fun to watch you build yourself up, and then see you crash back down all over again!

And this is no different. Sure, it might seem like the end. But baby, hell is eternal, and who's closer to hell than me? No one.

So no, you won't die here.

You CAN'T die here.

You don't deserve to die, not after what you did to him.

...

...Don't worry. You won't be alone, not again. The contract will make sure of that.

So, no matter what happens. Be it you grow old, fat, and full of shiny things around you.

We'll still be there. Shadow, Bullsye, and yours truly.

We'll be together forever!

So please sweetie...call my name. Burn down this version of you and all that comes with it! Turn this little world you've made to ASH!

And then...we can move on to the next.

...My veins thumped with a heat that I could not describe. It compelled me to act. To move.

To keep going down this hellish path.

And at the center of that heat, was a name.

C: "REINA!"

And then, within a blink of an eye. Fire. So much fire that it was akin to hell itself. As hell had looked like every fire that had ever been lit had never burnt out.

And so, it was Hell Fire.

...And as the fire grew, I heard a chant.

Forever burning.

It took me a minute to realize why I was hearing such things.

Forever burning.

Because the hell-fire had reached me.

Forever burning.

Because I was burning alive...forever.

The final section! (Section.)

Damn, kinda feel bad for her. Oh well, its the end of the chapter. Hopefully the next will be nicer. (And didn't I say a similar thing before? Damn. AND DIDN'T I SAY THAAT BEFORE? DOUBLE DAMN!)