Chapter 41 Dorian In Hell

It had been three days since he returned from a hellish void. He slowly regained his memories of what happened inside his mind. He wasn't in some sort of dark place... In actuality, he was in hell but his tortured mind rejected the memories of it.

Blood, bones, endless fire that burned him like an oven. That was not even the worst part. During his transformation; he constantly hallucinated that his clones murdered his mother, father, and Elizabeth in worse ways than his mind could ever imagine.

Despite that, he managed to keep his sense of humanity. The reason for this was his wish to see them again, to protect those he loved. Those same people that he couldn't protect as a powerless human.

Dorian would constantly fight his evil clones to protect the ones he loved and grew in power at incredible speeds. It took only a couple of hours for him to overcome himself. But it did not stop there. Each time he defeated one of his clones, more were created. Each was more powerful than his former one. If he didn't win each battle against his clone, they would eventually defeat his loved ones.

Eventually, Dorian reached the breaking point as his clone was standing behind his mother's corpse and holding his father's decapitated head. He smirked at him as he pointed with his free hand at cowering in a fear girl.

"She's next!~" the evil clone said in a sing-song voice as he dropped the decapitated head and he blasted a black laser beam toward the girl.

With all his might, Dorian rushed towards Elizabeth but the laser was faster.

"No! Please!" Dorian cried as he tried to block the beam with his bare hands.

A loud bang echoed through the air. A beam of light pierced right through Elizabeth's chest and exited from her back. She fell on the ground and Dorian rushed towards her.

He held his beloved friend tightly as his tears dripped down his face. "Why?! Why?" he screamed, burying his head in Elizabeth's shoulder.

"With this... We are free." Dorian's clone smirked as he walked toward a grieving boy.

The boy could do nothing but stare at his dead girlfriend until his eyes met the evil clone's eyes. Those brown eyes were shining in a bright sinister way. There was a feeling of relief in them. The clone himself was smirking as he extended his hand toward Dorian.

"Look at me." the clone said as he grabbed Dorian's chin and forced him to look at him. "LOOK AT ME!" the clone screamed in irritation.

"No... No..." Dorian immediately flinched away from the evil clone.

"Don't worry... You'll be happy again. This is your new beginning."

Suddenly, his clone bit into the dead girl's neck and drank her blood.

"NO!" Dorian yelled as he pushed his clone away. His body convulsed in agony as his soul left his body and entered his clone's body.

To Dorian's horror, he realized that his mouth was filled with a girl's blood as he gulped it in. He quickly spat it out, and his clone's memories and satisfaction of killing his last traces of humanity vanished.

"Huh? "He gasped after noticing his reflection in the pool of blood and In the process, his mind went blank for a moment as he started laughing like a maniac.

"HAHAHA!" he started punching his face until his human-like teeth were broken into pieces and blood came out of his mouth.

Dorian stabbed his eyes with his index fingers and screamed.

"This is not me! I didn't do it! THIS ISN'T ME!"

His eyes and teeth slowly regenerated but gained more demonic forms; black-colored eyes that resembled a starless... and monstrous teeth.

"Hahaha!" Dorian laughed as saw his reflection in blood again.

His eyes were like two miniature black holes that were slightly absorbing the light around them.

"LOOK AT YOURSELF IN THE REFLECTION. LOOK CLOSELY! THAT IS WHAT I AM NOW! HAHAHAHA!" Dorian started laughing even louder as he stared at his image.

"It wasn't me who killed them. Right?"He said in a slightly calmer voice. "And I no longer look like a monster." He smiled. Tears of blood rolled down his face as his smile revealed sharp sharklike teeth.

"I am not a monster anymore!" he shouted while staring at his reflection in the mirror.

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Meanwhile, Dorian was sitting on the rooftop of Elizabeth's house. He was holding a picture of his parents. The memories of his life in hell tortured him and he could barely look in the mirrors.

"Goddamit, dad. You should have just continued being a dick." A few drops of blood and tears mixture dropped on the picture as he said. "At least you would be alive right now."

"Hey..." Elizabeth said as she approached him from behind. "Are you okay?"

Dorian nodded. "Yeah. I'm fine."

Elizabeth gave him a worried look. "You're always so quiet after you regained your memories."

Dorian sighed. "I don't want to talk about it anymore."

Dorian told her almost everything he could remember. He skipped only a part where he ruined his face.

"What do you plan to do?" Elizabeth asked as she sat beside him.

"I am going to kill them for ruining my life," he said with a slight smirk on his face.

Elizabeth stayed quiet for a minute and closed her eyes. She leaned towards Dorian and hugged him.

"If that's what you want I won't stop you, darling." she whispered and kissed him on the lips before pulling away. "But now go get some rest."

Dorian chuckled as he got up and grabbed her hand, pulling her closer. "But you wanna know what's better than rest?"

He leaned closer to her ear and whispered something that made her blush and gasp.

"Hey!" she gently pushed him aside. Then she ran into the house and without turning back she said in a seductive voice. "Come, I didn't say no!"

Dorian wore a bathing robe and ran toward the bath. Smiling from ear to ear as he scratched his blushed cheek, 'I love being alive!~'