The Demon pulled his sword and my father’s body fell on the ground.
Thump!
He was lying on the ground, bleeding.
His face was pale, and he had a small smile on his face.
"Father."
My voice was shaking.
Tears were flowing from my eyes, and my whole body was trembling.
’I can’t believe it.’
’This is not happening.’
’No.’
’No, this can’t be happening.’
I let my father die again.
And, the worst thing was that I was unable to do anything, and could only watch him die.
’This has to be a nightmare, a dream.’
But, it was not.
My father’s eyes had become lifeless, and the life was gone from his body.
’I...’
’...failed again.’
I gritted my teeth, and my blood boiled.
’Damn.’
’Damn it!’
’This is all my fault.’
’If only I wasn’t so weak.’
’If only I was stronger.’
’If only I had stopped the Goblin Queen and Ella from leaving, then maybe this would not have happened.’
’Damn it.’
’Damn it!’
’Fuck! Why is this happening to me? I don’t want to go through this shit again.’
I couldn’t accept this.
I was angry, furious, and furious.
"Hehehehe!"
And, suddenly I heard the Demon laugh, his voice was like a sharp dagger piercing through my mind.
"What a weak human."
He spoke.
"To think that he was the husband of the Sword Saint?"
His words were full of hate, and his voice was filled with anger.
His voice was loud, and his voice echoed.
’Sword Saint?’
’Does he mean my mother?’
"It is really amusing. The only person who managed to face me on an equal level was now reduced to this pathetic state."
The Demon pointed his huge black sword at my mother, and spoke.
"Sword Saint, you really have a bad taste. When I proposed to you in your previous life, you rejected me. And, now look at you, you married this trash. How disappointing."
’Previous life?’
’Marriage?’
’What is he talking about?’
I was confused, and I looked at my mother.
She was still in shock, and her face was pale.
"Hey, Sword Saint."
He called her again.
But, my mother didn’t answer, and her eyes were glued to the body of my father.
"I will give you one more chance. Come with me, and I will spare the rest of the humans. And, if you refuse, then I will kill every single one of them. Including your children, if this man was able to do anything."
The Demon’s words were filled with malice and disgust, and his eyes were full of contempt.
"You have the final say."
He threatened her, and his voice was like a poison, and his gaze was sharp, and his voice was cold.
"What will it be, Sword Saint? Will you join me or will you watch your family die?"
His voice was low, and his voice was filled with anger, and his voice was full of hate.
My mother didn’t answer.
Her face was pale, and her hands were shaking. And then she fell on her knees, and tears were flowing from her eyes.
"Ho," The Demon laughed, "Looks like you need some time to think."
"Very well, you have 1 hour."
His voice was deep and low, and his voice was like a roar of a demon.
"I will give you 1 hour to think. If you decide to come with me, then I will spare your family and the other humans. And, if you don’t, then I will kill them all."
He spoke.
Then he turned around and walked toward the door.
’Don’t tell me he is...’ I clutched the handle of the bat and just as I was going to...
The Demon stopped and sat on the stairs in front of my house.
His eyes were looking straight at my mom.
"Choose wisely, Sword Saint."
My sisters and Ms. Dune were too stunned, the Demonic Sword was just sitting right in front of us.
They were shaking, and were scared.
And, Emily was holding Lily tightly.
I was also in shock.
I couldn’t move, or even think.
Everything was just too much for me to handle.
I looked at my father, who was lying on the ground, and a thought came to my mind.
A thought of when I was a kid, and how much he loved me.
When we just lived in a small house, didn’t have much to eat, but he always took care of me and my sisters.
When we didn’t have enough money to buy clothes, or toys, or even food, he worked his ass off and did everything he could, so that we could live a happy life.
He never complained, and always smiled.
He was our hero, my hero.
But now...
...he is dead.
I couldn’t take it anymore.
"Fuck!"
I cursed under my breath and walked toward him.
"Stop."
Suddenly, a voice rang out, and stopped me.
I looked in the direction from where the voice had come.
It was my mother.
"Mom, are you alright?" I asked her, but her face was pale and her lips were blue.
"Don’t get close to him. He is dangerous."
’He is dangerous?’
’What is she saying?’
"I remember now." She said, and continued.
"I remember everything."
Her voice was shaking.
"Mom, are you ok?" I was worried.
"I remember."
She mumbled.
"I am the Sword Saint."
She said, and looked at me.
"Mom, what are you talking about? You are not making any sense."
"You don’t have to understand. All you have to do is survive."
She grabbed her golden sword from the ground, and then she looked at me, and smiled.
"I am sorry,"
She apologized?
For what?
"Hmm, so this is your decision?" The Demonic Sword mumbled, and looked at my mother.
"You have made a grave mistake."
My mother got up, and, "It is not a mistake, and I have made no decision." She replied, her eyes were sharp and her gaze was cold.
"So, what do you want to do?"
"I will not join you, and I will not leave my family. They are everything I have."
"They are the only people I love. And I am never going to leave them."