Down memory lane
Sitting in a lavish living room with a dazed expression, Gama mauled the situation of Nimalaya in his head. He thought of different ways to handle the situation once he found her.
He couldn’t use force unless he wanted to push her further away.
He wondered if he could keep his composure when he met her so-called mate who wanted to take his woman.
Gama found himself doing more thinking with his brain than he had ever done in his entire life.
This, of course, took him down memory lane.
Gama had, at one point, been an abandoned demon who had no one and was easily trampled on. His consumption was a phenomenon as it is once in a millennia that half-blooded demons give birth.
They had once been dead human evil enough to be turned by the devil, hence everyone’s shock when a female demon actually conceived.
Sadly for Gama, the demoness had just given birth to him out of curiosity, as they felt it’s a phenomenon.
And when she realized it was just a normal child like that in her previous life as a human, Gama became an annoyance and was quickly left to fend for himself at a very tender age.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.
Even at that time, he didn’t do much thinking and just took in everything that came his way, while coldness and hatred grew in his heart. He just knows he must rise above every demon and trample them like they did to him.
He soon awakens his dormant ability through pain and relentless torture. He would be beaten and punished, but he never apologized for his wrongdoing or cower in fear.
He knew desperation pushed people to their limits, and he wanted to know the limit of a full-blooded demon.
He was a true demon, not those that are turned after death. He could feel he had potential and pain brought them forth.
Gama could still vividly recall the feeling he felt when his wings started to emerge.
He was in the midst of being punished as usual, his abusers taking amusement in his stubbornness.
They burned and strangled him close to death before beating him and demanding his submission.
He felt it then. The tingling sensation at his back, which filled his body with adrenaline.
The 4 punisher had burst into fits of laughter when he suddenly stood up and stretched out his hands, his chest heaving up and down as a wicked glee danced in his blue eyes.
He wouldn’t ever forget the shock in their eyes when wings suddenly sprouted from his back.
They knew it’s a trait of an archdemon and had staggered back in fright, unknowingly giving him the chance to quickly get a quick grip of how he can control his wings which had at first flapped excitedly to match the rhythm of his excitement.
Gama laughed.
He had laughed so maniacally that his abductors thought he had lost his mind, but somehow, they still felt terrified.
Gama love the fear in their eyes. He started to wonder.
Gama wondered where to begin his torture. He imagined how the men would be cut. How they will cry in pain and beg him to stop.
The more Gama had those fantasies, the smoke started to fill the entire room without a source.
He was confused but noticed that as soon as he halted his imaginations, the smoke vanished, and then a nice show began.
The demons started to scream in pain. They started to give every reaction Gama had imagined.
He was confused, but not for long. He couldn’t believe he had gained the power to enter people’s minds. To manipulate their thoughts.
Then, he began to practice with his abductors. He watched them tear at their own skin, thinking whatever he put in their head.
Gama finally realized the perks of being a full-fledged demon had surfaced. He broke his abuser’s soul before looking for and getting rid of his mother.
The demoness couldn’t even recall the man who fathered him, but Game still felt satisfied to have killed her.
His name rose to fame, his power touching every demon in the nation he resided as he began to gather followers and conquer regions to create an empire for himself.
He enjoyed being underestimated and loved the shock in the opposition’s eyes when he butchered them.
And then, years later, a demoness was spotted on his territory. His men reported to him that the woman refused to be bought over for questioning on the reason for her visit.
Gama told them to get rid of the woman if she wanted things the hard way, but that evening only one out of 20 of his minions returned to tell the tale of how the demoness burned everyone to ashes when they attempted to seize her.
Gama was stunned after listening to the details. Apparently the so-called demoness possesses a rare flame, but the scariest part was how once a tiny flame of hers had touched anyone or anything, until they turned to ashes, the frame couldn’t be put out.
Gama was intrigued by the discovery and sought out the intruder himself, but that was after killing the last demon for incompetence.
Coming to stand in front of the most beautiful demoness he had ever seen, Gama forgot he had come in anger.
Despite trespassing, the demoness was so relaxed and fearless. Her enchanting blue eyes stared back at his own, and she smiled before it turned into a smirk.
Seeing her body igniting in flame about to charge towards him, he quickly explained that he had come in peace.
And since then, he had been at peace at heart to know her.
Her name is Nimalaya, and she had entered his territory to search for her mate. But he never lets him find one as he gets rid of anyone she shows a tiny bit of interest in or makes them talk harshly to her to leave her.
Returning to his senses from the flashbacks, Gama realized Nimalaya had only one goal since he met her and now that she had achieved it, he was scared to lose her, as well as take actions that would turn them into enemies and make her hate him.
a knock was heard at the door to his room, and soon, his manager entered with an excited expression.
Gama’s ear perked up in anticipation, expecting news on Nimalaya’s whereabouts, but the manager quickly brushed him off and showed him a script he would be auditioning for as the main lead.
It is a project the heiress of the agency is working on to make her debut.
Gama was upset at the prospect of playing clown once more, but his fear of losing means to claim Nimalaya made him agree to it.
Unbeknownst to him, it was actually his ticket to meet the woman he badly wanted to see.