Chapter 50

[Third person pov]

Deathtrix was looking at the sky and she could see the sun rising from her seat, she was fourteen while sitting calmly on top of the mountain.

But he is not sitting on a mountain of nature but on a mountain of people whom he tortured before being killed.

He was touched by her red lips before the evil smile curved because he could smell its stinging blood, instead of fighting, Deathtrix was happy because he was the reason why the bodies of the poor creatures were bleeding.

"Commander Deathtrix, Lord Devinson is here to talk to you" from looking at the sky he looked...