The Devil's Temptation!

One could frantically sense the incredible power emanating from that particular temple, the power that threatens to plunge the world into a terrible and inescapable dark void if whatever laid inside is released to the world.

Inside this great chaos known as the forbidden temple, an unconscious being was trapped inside a dark small cubicle known as the sealing chamber. His hands and legs were held by sharp triangular shackles which was meant to torture him till the rest of his eternity as trickles of blood escaped from them.

His head fell forward in a small bow, causing his midnight black hair to fall at his face, obstructing anyone from seeing the features of his visage.

His back was stained with dried blood, he had marks, cuts and tears, both old and freshly new cuts in almost every part of his bare skin that would make one shiver at the horrifying sight! Showing just how much wounds have been inflicted on him after being sealed for more than a decade in this place. He barely moved, one would even picture him dead if he was ever seen but he was a creature which was meant to never be seen by humans.

A creature that had remained unmoved for more than a decade suddenly let his long dark lashes, which must have grown tired resting on his cheeks, quiver slightly in an impulsive manner, his fingers equally twitching slowly as the being was starting to regain his consciousness once again.

His body trembled slightly as his expression grew tight, his eyes flickering open only to reveal the sight of his angry crimson colored eyes which was visible between the strands of his hair.

.....

A low animalistic growl escaped from his perched lips as those numb hands of his forcefully balled into tight fist, his body trembled with insatiable anger like he wanted to kill anyone at sight. He was weak, thirsty, impatient, yet, was unable to do anything to escape the pain he was going through. Those fools knew his wound would end up healing at some point and hooked him to all these sharp objects that were bound to wound him constantly.

As angry as he was, he dared not try to break free, knowing the amount of pain he would inflict on himself if he acted stubborn so he remained still, but the look in his crimson red eyes was enough to make a soul leave once body.

“This isn’t fair!” He said through gritted teeth, staring at the completely dark sealing room which seemed to be held by great magical energies, strong enough to deny him freedom from leaving this place even if he, although impossible, manages to break from the extremely sharp chains.

“Such injustice!!” How dare such worthless scums lock him up here??!! He was being punished unjustly, this is a disgrace to his lineage and he wasn’t going to stand for something as disgusting as this.

He groaned painfully as the tears in his back tended to have opened up and that’s when he felt something move with quick lightning speed past his direction, immediately catching his attention but it was a complete darkness, he couldn’t see a thing talk more of the strange bizarre wind which blew past him but he knew there was something here.

That was enough to make him realize exactly where he was and it made his eyes widen in utter disbelief, those humans had him locked in the sealing room, the most scariest place of all the punishable chambers in the forbidden temple, he knew he wasn’t alone and that explains the renewed wounds on his back, how could he forget? And it seems he just awoke the spirit that guards the sealing room.

Before he got a chance to react, something sharp was pierced into his back, stinging him deeply as more blood escaped from his pierced back. It made him convulse as the piercing went deeper and before he realized it himself, he had blacked out again.

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Back in the Euphrasia palace, King Olis was done having breakfast, alongside his beautiful daughter who neutrally instructed her maids to clear the wide rectangle table before them.

Wiping the corner of his lips with a napkin, he turned his attention to Calista who was elegantly sipping her glass of juice.

“Callie dear, how’s Anna doing?” He asked, the news about her fall only got to him this morning, and he had been very busy with political issues which made it impossible for him to check on her.

“I already called the royal physician to attend to her wounds, father, she’ll be alright.” Calista smoothly informed her father who in return, gave a nod to her response.

If her father studied her clearly, he would notice how hesitant his daughter looked concerning something, like she had something on her mind that she wanted to say but was unsure of how she’d put it.

Calista’s bliss blue eyes slowly traveled back to her father who was preparing to get up to his feet when she finally found enough courage to speak up.

“Uhm.. Father, before you leave, I have a suggestion to make.” She ventured while meeting the half amused and quizzical gaze of her father who remained on his seat.

“What type of suggestion could that be?” He asked, finding it quite rare to have his daughter speak up about something like this. Calista had expected that look on his face but if she doesn’t speak up now, goodness knows where she’ll gather another courage from.

“We’ve tried our best in catching whoever it is that puts Anna’s life in danger but strangely, something always seems to be off.” She took a deep breath and continued further. “It’s not safe to have Anna here father, I see her more like a sister than a maid so for her safety I was thinking.... Maybe we should take Anna somewhere far from Euphrasia.”

With a worried look flashing before her bliss blue eyes, she added, “Or maybe find Anna a prospective groom that’ll take her away from Euphrasia and get her married to him.”