IN LOVE WITH THE DEVIL
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In Love With the Devil — Part 2
The hunters disappeared into the darkness below the rooftop, but Lin Yue could still feel their eyes watching her.
Han Lucifer stepped away from her slowly, as though afraid touching her any longer would destroy the fragile peace between them.
“You need to forget me,” he whispered.
Lin Yue shook her head immediately.
“I won’t.”
For the first time, anger flashed across Han’s face.
“You don’t understand the danger!”
The sky darkened unnaturally above them. Black clouds twisted across the moon as cold wind swept over the rooftop.
Han closed his eyes.
“They found you because of me.”
Before Lin Yue could answer, a painful burning sensation spread across her wrist.
She gasped.
A strange crimson mark appeared beneath her skin — a symbol glowing like fire.
Han’s expression changed instantly from anger to horror.
“No…”
“What is it?” she asked nervously.
Han grabbed her wrist carefully. The moment his fingers touched the mark, shadows exploded around them.
Visions flooded Lin Yue’s mind.
Fire.
Blood.
An ancient palace burning beneath a crimson sky.
And a young prince kneeling beside a dying woman.
The prince was Han.
The woman…
Looked exactly like her.
Lin Yue stumbled backward, breathing hard.
“What was that?”
Han stared at her as if he had seen a ghost.
“You were never supposed to remember.”
Rain began pouring again.
Three hundred years ago.
That was when it happened.
The woman Han loved during the Ming Dynasty had not simply died.
Her soul had been reborn over and over across centuries.
And every lifetime ended the same way.
Death.
Because of him.
“You’re lying,” Lin Yue whispered, though deep inside she already knew the truth.
Han’s voice broke softly.
“Your name was Li Xuan before this life.”
The wind howled louder.
“You were my fiancée.”
Silence crushed the rooftop.
Lin Yue’s heart pounded painfully.
“That’s impossible…”
“I tried to save you,” Han said bitterly. “The night the palace burned, I begged the darkness for power. I thought I could protect everyone.”
His golden eyes darkened with guilt.
“But the curse tied your soul to mine forever.”
Lin Yue suddenly understood why her grandmother looked terrified whenever Han appeared.
This was not their first love story.
It was their last chance.
A distant bell echoed across the city.
Han’s expression changed immediately.
“They’re here.”
Suddenly, dozens of glowing symbols appeared in the sky surrounding the rooftop.
The hunters had returned.
This time, they were not alone.
A tall man dressed in silver robes stepped forward from the shadows. His long white hair moved in the wind like silk.
Unlike the others, his eyes were calm.
Cold.
Ancient.
“Han Lucifer,” the man said quietly. “After three centuries, your punishment ends tonight.”
Han instantly moved in front of Lin Yue protectively.
“Stay away from her.”
The silver-haired man looked at Lin Yue with faint curiosity.
“So this is the reincarnation.”
Lin Yue frowned.
“Who are you?”
The man gave a small bow.
“My name is Shen Wuyin.”
The hunters behind him immediately lowered their heads in respect.
Han’s expression hardened dangerously.
“Heaven’s Executioner.”
Lin Yue’s blood ran cold.
Shen Wuyin smiled faintly.
“Heaven has tolerated the Devil long enough.”
Dark energy spread from Han’s body instantly.
“You will not touch her.”
The rooftop trembled violently beneath them.
But Shen Wuyin remained calm.
“You misunderstand.” His pale gaze shifted toward Lin Yue. “We did not come for you.”
The hunters raised glowing chains covered in golden symbols.
“We came for the girl.”
Before Lin Yue could react, the chains shot toward her.
Han roared.
Black wings burst from his back as darkness exploded across the rooftop.
The city lights below flickered violently.
For the first time, Lin Yue witnessed Han’s true power completely unleashed.
The storm itself obeyed him.
Shadows swallowed the hunters whole.
Several were thrown backward instantly.
But Shen Wuyin lifted one hand calmly.
Golden light split the darkness apart.
The collision between heaven and hell shook the sky.
Lin Yue could barely breathe.
Han and Shen Wuyin moved too fast for human eyes to follow.
Dark flames.
Golden blades.
Thunder crashing across the rooftop.
Then—
Han suddenly froze.
One of the hunters had captured Lin Yue.
A silver blade pressed against her throat.
“Stop,” the hunter shouted, trembling. “Or she dies!”
The darkness vanished instantly.
Han’s eyes filled with helpless rage.
Shen Wuyin stepped forward quietly.
“You see?” he said softly. “Love is your weakness.”
Lin Yue struggled against the chains.
“Han, don’t listen to them!”
But Han slowly lowered his hands.
He would surrender.
For her.
Shen Wuyin lifted a glowing sword toward Han’s chest.
“Three hundred years of sin ends now.”
Lin Yue’s heart shattered.
Without thinking, she screamed—
“NO!”
The crimson mark on her wrist exploded with light.
Suddenly, ancient memories fully awakened inside her.
She remembered the burning palace.
Remembered dying in Han’s arms.
Remembered promising him one thing before her final breath.
Find me again.
A terrifying wave of power burst from Lin Yue’s body.
The silver chains shattered instantly.
Even Shen Wuyin stepped back in shock.
Han stared at her speechlessly.
Golden flames now glowed inside Lin Yue’s eyes.
And above the storm-covered city, a forgotten seal deep beneath Shanghai finally broke open.
Something ancient awakened in the darkness below.
Something even heaven feared.
And it was calling Han’s true name.
- Writer
