When Demon Child Become Human
␑| Why?

This place is covered with dim because in the shade of the canopy of branches is also dense foliage. When it was decided to supply respiratory needs, it slowly began to shift attention to the large stature of the front there where a fairly heavy sparing enemy stood gallantly. Her green eyes stare bitterly at me like a grudge long buried deeply.

Looks like Dominguez won't mess around.

I began to prepare the Heart Core, along with the luminescence and the holographic light shards propagating to the back, I prepared in the horses.

Slowly, he pulled the slender long sword and prepared it in a firm grasp. Sipping back the wet smell of plants, I never thought they would set up the simulation arena to be this peaceful place until the fireflies arrived at their existence; calling for a special glower without hesitation sparkling binar makers.

Maybe ... later, it's not gonna end up this beautiful.

The deep purple colored crystal in his grasp was glowing-oh! He was not wearing a Gunner Class but an Executioner! I very rarely see Dominguez use it. However, the news that I heard he used to use the sharp blade if the big missions were heavy and sent alone; specifically for assassinations.

It looks like Dominguez is more reliable in Class Executioner but he hides it, it makes me more intense attention. I still remember Fate saying: don't look weakly at the enemy.

The horses I perfected in Sabel gleamed challenging. My combat opponent also started on his preparations. We also nodded at the sparing supervisor teacher.

Professor Kaidan looked towards Dominguez and myself many times. He soon raised his right hand.

"Both fight, Cross Club Sparing. Red Sirius against Dominguez O'Quinn." He lowered his hand quickly. "Start!"

"Hey, Red." Eyes twitched slightly as my name was called, even the green netra of his was narrowing.

He smirked vilely but my feet were moving more and more, trying not to be rash and guessing at the movements of the men in front until Dominguez slanted loudly, "You are a despicable creature."

Eh?

Instantly in the view of the dark iris, his steps felt very slow. The roar of the sol sounds like the knock of the resting bearer of the rapids despite being above the grassy plains. I felt a threat, especially ... What did his words mean?

"I'm sick! You're close to Kaidan; beating Lux, you think you're superior?" Pause for a moment, now he looks threatening. "Be aware of who you are and where you are."

Those words-ah, as soon as the heart rattled with eyes increasingly blushing. The words that the angel said, in that night. In his grin, look at me and-ack! My breathing began to disorganize as I inhaled in the void.

"Do you know why Kaidan is handling you?" His lips were slit aloud with two knives held tightly.

"You know why you're always on the front foot?" His steps were undaunted even some wildflower flakes were crushed in a crackling.

"Do you know why you're often sent on missions alone?" He was getting closer until a serious and gripping face was clearly displayed. Like my angel of help for his grin.

"That's because you're dangerous! I'm sure if I kill you now, they'll be happy ...."

Trang!

My reflexes dispelled the attack with Sabel across the face. I managed to save the neck niche from a heartless slash because instantly Dominguez had been a meter ahead, but---

"Heh, it turns out to be true. Your psychology is very weak."

My body was shaking more and more, not knowing until when it could withstand its attack because the mind felt undermined in the distance. My breath roared but he drew closer and pushed me a little. I had no idea he was this strong or it was true what Dominguez said.

In a hostile face, Dominguez whispered, "I hear you often get out of control when in a squeezed position."

His voice was still sharp but it sounded piercing in the ear. "Even Kaidan prepared a lot of tranquilizers for you, isn't that proof .. are you a monster?"

No. gabe. No. gabe. Nah!

Akh, it feels like the brain is being burned! Like a broken fragment, the head repeated the previous incident when I rested in front of him bathed in his own blood because of me-I. I felt that his noble love was just a lie; it was all an illusion in the grief of ashes.

"Huh, pathetic. It's like this is the real you."

That look was reminiscent of a human being who insisted on crushing me to the point of impregnating myself in the body. Should we close ourselves to silence and accept all this?

Like old times.

I used to be so immersed in a dark sadness that nothing beautiful was felt.

Why did I forget? Right, have to be aware of who I am and where I stand. Demons like me, do not deserve this kindness; they do not deserve this.

Instantly my eyes darkened. Hearing it all like carving something that makes a pulse of pain behind the ribs.

Painful.

"Indeed you're a lowly, only a person from an elite club deserves to beat me."

In the blink of an eye the man disappeared from the front. The wind blew quickly around, and it turned out that Dominguez was already running around me at full speed. What's he gonna do? Think, Red, think!

My focus is getting blurred.

Dominguez started to tap his left foot for acceleration, like he was ready to hit me. Do somethin. Do somethin! Persist. Hang in! But ... Why must we endure and continue to undergo the torment of life?

That's because, he's sacrificed himself for me, right?

Why should ...? I don't want it.

What a real hell.

Two knives had been held steady and at the same time I changed the course of the defensive horses to be ready to pounce, what did I do? This posture is exactly the same as it used to be when I killed .. no! Why won't my body move?!

"Goodbye, monster."

Crangs! Crangs!

As the sound of the chain echoed, my body immediately twisted and pulled away from Dominguez who was also forced to retreat. Suddenly the figure of an old man emerged from behind a dim, slowly walking into the arena and approaching us.

The grandfather unceasingly rubbed his beard and said, "Haaa. Young man, always carried away by emotion."

The head of the Disciplinary Department is now present. He began to knock Dominguez right around the neck.

Spontaneous I looked up as a wave of regret washed over. If you recall, what am I here for?

As soon as the sword in the grasp escaped power, I already.

Suddenly the punch in the neck felt and when it was also cold creeping body like a stunan that raised awareness. I slowly felt my body collapse with my eyes closed.

Apparently, the sky has never been this blue.