Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight
Pious Worshipper (Crystal’s POV)
I opened my eyes in a daze, only to find myself in a dark room. What little sunlight that filtered into the
space came through the skylight above my head.
I shook my head and blinked several times. When I finally came to my senses, I realized to my horror
that I was in my underwear. Worse still, I was tied to a cross.
Then I heard a murmur. Someone was chanting a prayer, his voice low and d*eep.
I looked over in the direction of the sound and saw a werewolf on his knees. He wore a black robe and
a skull mask, and he was praying diligently as though he was confessing his sins.
And the idol he was confessing to was neither the Moon Goddess or… or any god that I could
recognize, really. It looked hideous. Even from a distance, I could tell that it was a demon, a fiend.
The statue was made of black stone, and a shimmering, silver veil was draped over the head. It did
nothing to hide its features, though. Its visage was distorted in awkward angles, its limbs dislocated. It
was straight out of a nightmare.
“Please forgive me. It is all my fault. I shouldn’t have let the intruders desecrate this place with their
presence and destroy the joy that we built. I offer myself up to you for punishment.”
No sooner had he finished saying this than the sky rumbled with thunder. I was creeped out despite
myself, and I felt a chill race down my spine.
“Please quell your anger! I will make sure to punish the intruders. I shall use their blood to wash away
their sins and remove their taint from this sacred place…”
I couldn’t bear to hear any more of his disturbing litany, so I interrupted him by clearing my throat. “Are
you Lee, by any chance? I didn’t expect you to be so pious. But the deity you worshiped looks so…
odd.”
Lees head whipped around. His mask looked particularly terrifying in this slant of light. “You’re awake,”
he said in a calm tone, surprising me a bit. “Now that you’ve awoken, accept your baptism and wash
away the filth from your body. Only then may you speak to my Lord.”
“I don’t want to talk to your Lord, though,” I said, raising an eyebrow. “Just let me go, and we can have
a fair match.”
“I am not one to waste my time on pointless things,” Lee chuckled before picking up what looked to be
a dipper. He shuffled over to a nearby tub and scooped its contents, holding it up to his face and taking
a big whiff. Ah, it smells so pure.”
I was disgusted, yet scared at the same time. Whatever liquid was in the tub was murky, and I had the
sense it contained both blood and mud in it. It also emitted the putrid smell of rotting vegetables.
Release me this instant, or I promise you, you won’t live to see another day!” I struggled against the
hemp ropes that bound me, to no avail. In the end, I tried using witchcraft, but that, too, was in vain. I
reached d*eep inside me, but it felt like all of my black witch powers had disappeared. How could this
be? What did that damn Lee bastard do to me?
“Shhh, be quiet. If you disturb my Lord, you will only bear great suffering “ Lee spoke the most vile and
hateful words in the softest voice. It was eerie. He reached out and dragged his long, black nails along
the line of my shoulder, and then up to the artery vein in my neck. The next thing I knew, he had buried
his revolting nail into my skin.
All at once, I felt like choking, like my blood was flowing backwards through my veins and back into my
heart. I shuddered in horror.
Lee let out a small, amused laugh. “It’s so easy to scare you. It makes things so much easier for me,
then.”
“F*uc*k off!” I spat out, glaring at him with all the loathing I felt. “Take your filthy paws off me! Don’t you
dare t*ouch me again, you bastard. Scare me? Ha! I never feared a thing in my life!”
“Interesting. Let me play with you for a little while.” Lee loosened his grip on my throat, and then
proceeded to pour the nasty liquid on me. The sludge felt cold and sticky, and I shuddered yet again.
Damn it all to hell, it was blood! “You devil! Is this all you’re capable of? If you’re so sure of yourself,
then let me go and let s have a proper fight!”
To my utter revulsion, Lee only grew more excited by the second as he continued to pour scoopful after
scoopful over me. “Now, now, be patient. I assure you, you will grow to like it. All this blood used to
belong to little boys, the freshest you can ever find! Be quiet, and you will soon find the joy in this!”
“F*uc*k off, you monster!”
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