#liepsnos

     WATCHING :: 瞳 }

          “What the hell...literally it looks like it.”

            He adjusts his shades, looking at the world around him. It was dark, yet lit with very bright flames. When he looked up, the usual ‘blue sky’ wasn’t there. Seemed it was covered with smoke, or...maybe it was just dark who knows. He didn’t have time to take in the view though, since he needed to know just WHERE he was. So he starts to walk around, looking at the residents that live here. Only a few were outside but uh, they looked strange. Yet hey, he was probably the odd one outta the bunch. 

            He wasn’t really paying attention, and once taking a turn around a corner, he felt himself hit something. He stumbled back but caught himself.

     FALLEN  ::  🔪 || }

          “...”

          He wasn’t quite familiar with the figure in the area. They looked odd...some lousy person dressed up? No...those horns, tail and wings looked rather real. Those claws as well. Shiki began to recognize what this man must be. Crossing his arms, he finally spoke up. 

                                          ❝Really.❞

Tap

       Tap 

                Tap

          & the sound of [impatient] fingers tapping against his throne reverberate throughout the confines of his castle; that same impatience spreading and pulling down the corners of his lips into a tight frown. The devil’s mannerisms gave the idea that he didn’t believe Emalf- or cared enough believe him for that matter- but it was, in all honesty, the opposite of what he felt.It was the same thing as usual, after all.

        Amber orbs narrow at the demon standing before them, and the tapping stops altogether.

                                                ❝Prove it.❞

         He wasn’t going to let Emalf off that easily; some part of him liked seeing others struggle- even his own subordinates. Even if he was tired of punishing others.

         ♠ 魔王系 ♠

     This wasn’t right.          It couldn’t have been.               He had changed, hadn’t he?  That’s what she had thought, at least.  He has become kind and caring through the times they had spent together but yet this…. 

                                                                     This was U N F O R G I V A B L E.

     She bites her tongue, tears welling up in her eyes as she casts them away from the scene of the crime and the culprit.  It was futile to do so, as the image of crimson was forever burned into her mind once again.

     Macarona had failed once again to save her friends.  Once again she had reached a bad end.

   “ You…  You said you changed.          I trusted you.  We all TRUSTED you.  And you…  Y-You… “

     Small hands ball into fists as a sniffle escapes from her.  The tears are quickly wiped from her eyes.  Macarona didn’t want to believe that he did this.  Or even that he was forced to do it.  But that was a little farfetched, wasn’t it?  Even if he had been ordered to do it, she knew deep down that Emalf would have refused.           …  He would’ve refuse, right?

   “ We let you in.  We gave you our homes.  Our care.  Our friendship.  Our love!  And you threw it away!  You c-cast it aside a-and MURDERED THEM.  B. . .Betrayed them!  You betrayed ME. “  

     Oh yes, She felt completely and utterly backstabbed by the demon.  To say she might have felt something more was an embarrassing thought to say the least.  Honestly, it only made her situation much, much worse thinking about it.  Thinking about how it was him wrecked her even more.

   “ Emalf. . .   I-I. . .  “                      She swallows, the cold metal on her knuckles striking as the only thing she could feel.   “  . . .   I-I. . .                      I-I can’t. . .                                 Let you walk away from this. . .  “