Lucifer dashed through the vault door carrying Nathan in an desperate attempt to salvage something from his soon to be ending life. Nathan had been completely paralysed by Lucifer's magic and desperately looked for amber to rescue him , constantly trying to break out of the spell without success. Lucifer knew his end was near ,he could feel his strength,his magic slowly fade away . He put Nathan on the ground who looked at him with horrow with his eyes filled with dread . Lucifer lifted his dress and tore his panty and threw away.

Lucifer smiled as he cleaned his swords and his magical staff which he very rarely used ,looking at the weapons which have claimed numerous lives. Its told he had imbued the staff with the souls of thousands of people he had killed turning it into a very powerful weapon .He had the staff created after his battle with Nathan to make sure he doesn't loose again. But he still took pleasure in beating his enemies to death using his bare fists.

Nathan observed as the demon king ruthlessly struck down his comrades, each one collapsing in a pool of their own blood. He too was rapidly losing vitality. In a desperate attempt, he endeavored to cast a spell that might stop the flow of blood, yet his dwindling strength rendered him unable to complete the incantation. Overwhelmed with despair, he listened to the anguished cries of his fellow soldiers-those who had placed their trust in him, fought alongside him, and believed in his leadership time after time. His senses began to blur, and he could feel the encroaching shadow of death.

'When will this ever end?' she thought, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Years of fighting had taken a toll on her body, leaving it adorned with countless scars from previous battles. Her bandaged arm now boasted a new one, but she chuckled to herself, knowing it would be a proud scar for any warrior. As she brushed her shoulder-length hair, she noticed wrinkles beginning to form under her eyes. 'I am getting old,' she thought as she looked at the wedding photo on her table. The young woman in the picture had a radiant smile and sparkling eyes full of life. "Nathan," she sighed, wiping away a tear from the corner of her eye. It had been eighteen years since he left, and not a day went by that she didn't miss him. But she vowed to never give up until she avenged his death or died trying.

I had dozed off talking to her .

I got up and sat on the bed.Long strands of straight black hair fell all over my face and body . I had forgotten about it . I was still dolled up. I got up and stood infront of the mirror.
"What have I done to myself !!"
The worst part was that I didn't look ugly like I expected. I switched off Shreya's phone and changed back. I felt disgusted looking at myself. I don't know what made me do something like this. "I have to stop this nonsense. I am a man and this doesn't suit me". I felt embarassed looking at myself.

The first day of college wasn't good for me . I reached late ,got schooled by my lecturer . But that was the day I met her, everything else becomes irrelevant to it . I could see guys already trying to impress her. Being a introvert I didn't have it in me to approach her directly.
Someone mentioned her name and I looked her up on Facebook. She looked very cute in her profile picture. I sent her Facebook friend request.

Continued from Part1

'How did i end up here !! What the hell is happening to me !!',I wondered.

I got up and turned my back towards him and asked for his help to unzip the blouse. he stood up and he came behind me . He ran his fingers through my hair gently, then pulled it to the side. Then before i realized i felt warmth of his breath on my neck followed by a long wet kiss. My eyes closed as his arms went around my waist and pulled me closer.