Fate Of The Twelve (Completed)

Chapter 48: Reflection

This chap is dedicated to @lunamoon827 since I'm delighted with her???. Hope ya like it!

Muriel

I stared at the two, shivering in both fear and anxiety as I hugged myself to my knee and cradled myself while I kept my eyes on them, keeping the two of them at bay.

I don't think I can trust any of them at all. There are so many possibilities in this case. One, these two may be just illusions created by my desperate mind for a means of escape.

Two, these two may be monsters taking the form of the first ranker's form to deceive me which would be the plan of the demon queen if that was really the case. This place is a pit of darkness, demons and monsters exist. Since I came to this world, I have accepted that fact already.

Three. This may be the demon queen's plan to rid me off forever so that she can claim my physical body for her own.

Four. One may be the demon queen herself and the other may be the real Leirum which can be unlikely but still giving me hope.

I know how much the first ranker hates me, heck, the feeling is mutual anyway. He hates my very existence which he considers as a burden and in response,I hate his guts, his cockiness,his attitude and almost everything about him and everything that has to do with him.

But still, I don't think that he is the type of person who will just give up on someone without trying every possible way even if it making another impossible thing possible.

I may have not known him that long since we just met each for just a month or so to give deductions but as far as I had seen, he was a person with pride. He once said that we, the circle of twelve, was under his care so he can't have one dying in the battle field. That's how egoistic he is but someone who protects us. He may not show it say but the whole circle knows that he cares at the very least....

The last choice is the reason why this hope is still alive in my chest even if it's just a small little dot because of him. He's unpredictable, most of the things he do are. He's someone so powerful who can make some impossible things possible and I've witnessed that too many times already.

He's my last hope but... there are the other options which brings me to my messed up situation now and my mind's in a jumble. I can't trust them nor can I lower my guard.

"You filthy demon. How dare you take my form." One of the two Leirum's, specifically the one on the left hissed at the one on the right who arched a delicate eyebrow up in pure annoyance.

"Shouldn't I be the one saying that you damned pitiful soul? How dare you copy me and even my voice at that?" the other one retorted hotly with his teeth gritted and his fists clenched at his side.

I just stared at the two of them. Both looked exactly the same. Their faces contorted with the equal anger they felt towards each other, their same cold eyes, even their voice and their clothes were all the same that there was no way to tell them apart.

"I'm telling you you demon. You can never have her body."

"Back at you you filthy beast. I'll send you to the pits of hell once again."

They continued throwing words at each other in a heated verbal argument while I remained quiet at the side, not knowing what to do at the given situation.

My whole body felt numb...I felt so cold... Why does this need to happen to me?-----how many times have I asked that question already? This is ridiculous already.