PART 27: DESERTS
"Interesting... Where did you get the sword, my son?" Master asked amusedly at Lucas.
"From Heaven," Lucas replied as if he's being cynical. Well, the name of the person who came to them with Isaac Archnea was Heaven Sky anyway, right?
"Undo your ability, Gabriel," Jerome ordered in panic, ignoring his pain.
"I don't know how," Gabriel said.
"You never tried to undo your ability even after you had lived for more than half a millenium? What kind of an idiot you are!" Jerome yelled.
"I wasn't the only one. Alexander never tried undoing his ability too," Gabriel tried to defend himself.
"Well, Alexander is a late-bloomer, remember?" Dasmond suddenly said.
"Gabriel!" Lucas called him as he is getting close to be cornered by the devil who walks slowly and steadily towards Lucas, unafraid of the threats from the sword.
"Okay, I'll try..." Gabriel said. First trial; "Lucas, please don't do as I said."
"Not working!" Lucas said, feeling the pressure.
Gabriel's second trial; "Lucas, just kill him!"
Lucas's back touches the wall now as the devil is getting closer.
"You asshole! Just kill him!" Gabriel then cursed angrily at Lucas as he had no more clues as what to do.
The devil is touching the tip of the sword, trying to push is away from Lucas's hand. But Lucas holds the handle still and he looks into the devil's eyes. It works. The compulsion had been undone. With a full speed and force, he pushes the sword's blade into the devil's heart. The devil grunts in pain at that. He looks at the wound on his chest with the blade still inside of it. He then lifts his head to look into Lucas's eyes and smiles at him as if he is happy to be stabbed by the sword. He staggers and falls to his knees. He supports his body with Lucas's shoulders whose also kneeling now. Lucas could not move to get away from him as he is too stunned at his own action. He is trembling now. "Lucas..." Master called him. "I lo..love you," he said it wholeheartedly. He meant it. He meant every words. He loves Lucas so much more than just as a son. Lucas did not say anything to this. He wonders why his eyes are filled with tears now. The devil groans in pain as black blood is dripping from his wound and his mouth. It's been a very long time since he last felt pain. He is relieved to feel this pain. Master then chuckles lowly. "My plan works..." he said.
"What d'you mean?" Lucas asked the dying devil in his arms.
"You.. are my heir, my son," master said. "I had li..lived.." he coughed a bit and black blood spurts out from his mouth. "Long e..enough... Lonely... lo..long eno..enough. It's.. yo..your tu..turn.. now." He then closed his eyes and gravity pulls the weight of his body down to the floor.
With his death, the sword that is still piercing inside of his body, shines brightly and turns to white feathers carried away by the wind. Master's body slowly turn to a red glass-like material and shattered to pieces, disappeared by the seconds that passed before their eyes. Lucas sits there, still trying to understand what Master had said. An agonizing pain now starting to take over his head and he screams in pain, holding his head with both of his hand.