AngeMon

Arda, The Land of Mortals A twenty-one years old young man and his mother were living in Arda. Far from the capital, they lived a secluded life in the mountainous region away from the city. But, the peacefulness they experienced was disturbed. “The weather is odd today. Don't you think, mother?” he asks after getting out from their small house made from palm and bamboo trees. “I guess something dangerous is about to happen, my son,” she said, walking beside him. The young man felt the same way and face her mother seriously. “It's about time, mother,” he said. As he spoke, he saw how worried his mother was. “I need to go there and check.” “Are you ready to show your powers to humans?” she wants to stop him, but his eyes, smiling at her, says differently. “Do you think you can now fight the enemies out there?” “I can try, mother. I have been living in this mountainous part of Arda. And I am truly thankful that you guided and protected me here.” Her son's sincere smile left her speechless. What else she can say to stop him? What scares her was the power within him. It might kill him instantly, or may lead him to kill humans. She has been keeping it to herself since he existed in Arda. “You have grown up, my son. I won't stop you. After all, you have the blood of an angel from me. Go and see it for yourself.” Without hesitation, she gave her permission to do what he wants. That's what angel should do, living in the mortal world. “Thank you, mother. I'll make sure to return safe and sound.” “That's what you should do. Return safe and unscathed. Do you understand?” “Yes, mother. I love you.” After kissing her cheeks, he waved his goodbye, smiling towards her direction. Then, he saw him jump and disappear from her sight. … THE YOUNG MAN appeared in front of the demons, making them stops absorbing souls and killing humans. The moment he steps in, several demons started gossiping about his appearance. “He looks exactly to our king.” “Is he his son? What do you think?” “That can be possible, but demons never mingled with humans.” “Right. Our king will never sleep with a human unless that mortal is unique in his eyes.” “Absolutely, right. We demons know how to play fire too.” Those were the words the young man heard from those demons gossiping him. But, what intrigues him was he looks exactly their king. “Who would that be?” he thought to himself, then roamed his eyes and found the one standing at the center, staring at him angrily. “Greetings, Darkness of Confusion. King of the Demon World, Helio,” he heard it loud and clear. He was the Demon King and Darkness of Confusion at the same time. “Do you have a death wish, young man? You don't belong here!” he said. His voice echoed the entire surrounding. But, the young man is unbothered. “I am here to stop you from ruining Arda! Stop confusing humans to kill each other and order your demon to let go of humans. They are not foods that they can't just eat whenever they are hungry.” The Demon King walk forward and stand closely facing him, scrutinizing every inch of him. The young man doesn't even take a step backward. He glared at him, the way his eyes looked at him questionably. Then, he remembered that he has a son he left twenty-one years ago. “I know you, young man. I did not expect to see you standing in front of me. Allow me to remember your past in your head.” The King of Demon was about to point his finger on his forehead when an unexpected and familiar voice interrupted him. “Do not lay a finger on my son!” He turned around to see who shouted, and saw the woman he promised not to see ever again. She was strumming her favorite harp, turning it into a bow and releases several arrows toward him. The Demon King immediately dodged in and step back. The woman then stood in front of her son. “It's been awhile, my dear. She really is your son. And that confirms my suspicions that he is my son.” He was smirking that made the young man confused. “He was never your son! You are a demon!” The woman pointed her bow again and, without hesitation, releases the melody of the arrows towards him. But, she failed hurting him. Several demons blocked him, ending up killing them. “You are still as brave as ever, my dear. Take a look at how I control your son and kill you!” The woman saw the hands of the demon raising upwards. She looked at her son, who's struggling to breathe behind. He was shouting in pain, coughing with blood, and she can't bear to see him suffer. “Stop this at once! You might kill him!” “Do not fret, my dear. It's just the beginning. Now, look how he turned himself into a demon!” “No!” The Demon King continued to awaken the evil in him. And what happened next delighted him. The innocent face of the young man changed into a fierce one. His deadly stare awakened his demon self and stabbed her chest using his sharp and pointed fingers. “At last! My son is awake. And he killed his mother! Kill all humans. Kill them!” The woman was lying in the young man's arms, trying her best to reach his son's face. Tears keep on running down her cheeks and the one who stabs him immediately pulled out his hands, making her cough more blood. “My son. You… you are not like this. You are an angel, right? Likewise, you are the son of an angel. You are not a demon. Please. Return to me.” The young man was staring at her mother, hovering between life and death. Unexpectedly, tears fell from his eyes remembering his childhood days. And when he was finally return to his old self, he found his mother's lips full of blood. His hands were shaking, then embraces her and let go of his pain. “Nooooooo.”