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Delete picked Slaine out of the bag and lay him on the table. His body was stiff as if it were dead but his mind was alive so he couldn't be declared biologically dead yet. His skin was starting to get warmer to come at equilibrium with the surrounding temperature. He noticed that he was sweating a lot. That one layer of ice on his skin was beginning to melt. The dolls began removing his clothes until he was just in his briefs.

She touched his skin "It's warm."

Allianz walked down from her room. "Oh, you're cooking?" She asked.

"You wanna help me, Allianz?"

"No, I've got some work. Spare me a piece. I'll return by the evening."

"Alrighty."

Allianz left while the dolls wrapped black cloth around his eyes.

'I'm going to be cooked?' He couldn't see, all he could do was hear and wait. His body was back to its normal temperature but he still couldn't move. He was sure it was a paralysis attack. Delete picked him up and made him sit on the table. She kissed him on his lips and bit his tongue. Then, she moved back and licked her lips "Warm skin, hot mouth, sweet lips, salty tears—That's couldn't be more delicious and equally tempting,"

She looked at him and thrust her fingers into his mouth, down his throat and he choked "You've got a good air passage, with all that oxygen inside you, your throat is gonna cook so well and crunchy. But I'll make sure your skin is silky with all the milk inside. I'm going to bake a cake."

She began humming a melody as she "cooked" him. She took a knife and started making small slits on his fingers, spreading open his pale skin. He shrieked as he felt his skin tearing open, but he couldn't move. His body couldn't struggle, only his mind. He cried as he shook but Delete's face showed no expression, her hands showed no hesitation. She slowly traced the knife from his shoulder to his wrist and created a huge cut. This followed on his hand, his legs and his chest. Then, she picked up a pack of billing hot butter and filled it into his wounds. 

"You're going to kill me anyway, why are you torturing me?!"

She smiled, "Cause I'm going to eat you alive,"

One of the dolls sprayed a medium microwave-safe plate with non-stick spray and set it aside. Others filled his ears with sugar and threw him on the dough. Delete threw a bucket of flour over him and stitched his skin with a gelatin thread. He couldn't feel anything—nor could he see what was being done to him. Everything was dark, every part was hurting, he could feel blood beneath him. His throat was tired for shouting.

The blood mixed with the milk she had just poured. After that followed showers of vanilla extract covering his hair, cocoa power between his nails and baking powder paste on his body. They shifted him to the sprayed plate while she was setting the oven. "We'll put the frost once we're done baking." She picked up the plate and kept it inside the huge oven. She closed the door and set it to the convention.

He was inside the oven. He could feel his skin It was hot and it felt good. It felt very cosy after the long night inside that cold freezer. This was good and relaxing until he felt that the temperature was constantly rising. He was burning. But he could move again. So, he crawled to the door and shouted. He could see his skin melting before his eyes. The mental trauma was far more than physical pain. All the dolls were staring at him with their eyes wide open.

He screamed at them to let him out. It was not just any scream. Those were screeches filled with unimaginable pain as his skin burned in layers and peeled off like a wet almond peel, leaving behind the white and raw skin. There was pain, redness, swelling, and blistering. But slowly, the pain turned numb. 

There's come one point when you feel so much, that you start to feel nothing. There was no pain anymore. His fingertips were covered with cocoa powder and blood. There were burns but no pain. He felt nothing— Nothing at all. Delete drank her morning tea as Slaine's shrieks faded away in the background. Suddenly, the glass window broke apart and Delete's tea fell on her thighs. She shouted as her skin burned and her dolls began cleaning it up.

They looked at the window. It was just the wind—But how could the wind be this strong to break a window—Unless it was him! She looked outside and but there was another gush of wind, the broken glass shards attacked her face and she shrieked in pain.

The wind was entering at such a high speed that all her dolls and the furniture moved aside. But Delete stood at her place. One of her eyes was wounded. The oven switched off as its plug was forced out of the socket by the wind. All her dolls flew around her as she glared at the sky.

Soon, someone came down from the sky and with him came another strong gush of wind. Delete flew away and hit the wall behind her. It was hard to even open her eyes due to all that wind. But she could see a faint silhouette of a man. His eyes shone blue like all other ANDROIDS.

"Luci—" She opened her mouth just to choke on all the dust the wind carried. Her throat was filled with dust to her stomach. She felt a heaviness in her bronchial tubes and puked out all the dust.

The oven and that entire room were into ruins. And rest of the house was breaking down in the wind when he raised his arms and snapped his fingers. "Silence." A blue crown appeared on his head and disappeared as fast as it came.

The wind died down and Delete lay among the broken bricks.

She tried to speak but she couldn't. She still had dust in her lungs and her vocal box. He moved towards the broken oven and picked Slaine up from the ruins. He turned back and looked at Delete. She was crawling towards him in desperation. She had never felt such defeat or humiliation before. She looked at him and he looked at her.

He smirked. Her eyes widened. He was laughing at her! He was mocking her, looking down on her. Nobody had ever dared to do that! She got up and ran towards him, but before she could reach him, someone punched her. Or rather something because it was the wind.

She fell on the ground, unconscious. He flew away in the wind and reached the bar. He landed before the entrance and the wind opened all the doors to welcome him. Everyone walked out of their rooms upon hearing the loud voice the wind had produced. All the chairs and tables moved aside and paved his way as he walked through the halls. Asselyum came out of her room and he stood right before her, just as tall as her.

She first looked at him, then at Slaine. She looked at Slaine with surprise and quickly opened the door to his room. He walked inside and placed Slaine on his bed. Soon, Lupin entered his room with his entire medical kit and close the door.

"How did you know where he was?" Asselyum asked him.

"Have you forgotten who I am? I am Lucifer, the prince of the wind, and the wind is everywhere,"

- To be continued