C H A P T E R 64

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BEN looked at Lazari, a hand running through his soft, blond hair

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BEN looked at Lazari, a hand running through his soft, blond hair. BEN left Lazari at the slender mansion, saying that it was probably the safest place she could be with Y/n on tour. But was that the best idea in the end?

Lazari was on the ground, rocking back and forth with tear filled eyes. It was obvious Zalgo had done something to her mentally. Something so cruel it caused Lazari's horns to grow so high, almost piercing the ceiling. It was scary, seeing such a young girl so traumatized. So hurt from something that was meant to hold so much positivity.

"You know BEN, you could've been so much more if you worked for me."

BEN twitched his eye, not bothering to face the demon. The room was now a dark void filled with nothing but the three abnormal beings.

"Fuck off will you. You're fucking killing your own daughter and you couldn't care less." The glitch spat, balling his fists. He didn't remember a lot from when he was human, mostly just blurry and vague moments with no context. But something about the way Zalgo had treated his own daughter made BEN absolutely despise him.

"And what do you care? It's not like you can feel all that much emotions." Zalgo had a slight chuckle in his voice, a deep rumble that could cause a heart attack in anyone. The glitch turned to face the demon lord.

"Come work for me BEN. I'll give you as much riches, power, and freedom you want." BEN but the inside of his lip. Why would Zalgo ask him, out of all these years BEN has existed. And why at a time like this?

That's when it hit BEN.

He knew that Zalgo would only come to someone else if he knew that he wouldn't be able to obtain Y/n. Which meant that they won. It was basically final that Slender would have some control over Y/n.

"So, what do you say?" The demon's hand was extended out, ready for BEN to shake it. The once void room had flames erupting from it, causing lots of heat to bother the glitch. Though, BEN only smirked with a light huff through his nose.

"Nah."

The flames died out and Zalgo was obviously ticked off.

"You're a coward BEN. You have so much power in you, and yet you don't do anything with it. Your parents were right. You are, and always will be, mediocre."

The dark faded out and he was back in the original room. To be honest, BEN had no clue what Zalgo was talking about when he said that, but the red blood that he had to clean daily was flowing from his eye sockets  and to his chin. It was a sensation he never felt before; or as BEN that was.

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"Are you kidding me Ben, your father will have your head when he sees your score." A lady, Bens mother, yelled. Ben only stared down at the paper in his lap, scared to look up. On the right corner of the paper, the score wrote '89%'

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