To His Hell and Back-Chapter 406: A Born Villain-II

When Circe first saw Morpheus, she noted his silver hair. It wasn’t a silver hair that he inherited from his parents, rather his hair when he was born was once a deep brown color but had turned white due to the stress and pain that he had to suffer during the experiments that his family had done to him. He was a quiet young man, his eyes staring back at her was almost empty and for a moment it made her to recall the time she had just killed those people who wanted her dead.

She remembered standing before the lake, using its surface to see her own reflection and how in it all she saw was misery and hatred but most of all was a sense of despair that believe a good day would never comes around.

As she knew how that felt, Circe didn’t want to ignore Morpheus. A part of her resonated with him and she took him in, thinking that though his hands are stained with blood, he wasn’t a born evil.

If only she knew...

If only she knew that the day she outstretched her hands to Morpheus would be a day she would regret in the coming year. How furious she was when she found out that in attempt to break the curse she got from Rafael, Morpheus had killed over two hundred and sixty eight sorcerers as a sacrifice for her.

Those sorcerers whose life was sacrificed pleaded her not to stop Morpheus, telling her that they were the ones willing to die for the sake of saving her.

But how could Circe have that? Especially when Morpheus was always aware that she would never allow any lives taken to save hers.

One life in exchange for three hundred life... how could that ever be fair?

But then the worse thing took place.

Morpheus who weren’t able to succeed in completing his quest, failed miserably and in the end suffered the consequences of failing to erase the curse with the hundreds of lives he had sacrificed. What he faced after his failure was an even bigger curse inflicted on all the sorcerers, putting them to a curse that would immediately put them to death if they reach the age of twenty.

"So what curses those sorcerers to the castle was never Circe," Atlas repeated to himself while he pressed his chest and smiled, "I thought so. She had always been someone who would rather die than to see other people suffer. She would die than to kill. I had always felt guilty for being the one who had caused for her hands to be colored with blood."

"No! Lady Circe had never blamed you. She knew she has the chance to avoid killing, she was aware of it and she never felt more guilty than having to hear you apologize for causing her to take lives," Noah explained, knowing this best as he had seen everything and felt thee emotions Circe had felt through her past memories.

"I’m sorry to cut this off," Arabella then paused, "To reiterate this, to save Atlas, Circe killed atlas despite knowing that his curse would cause for her death. Morpheus couldn’t accept that so he tried to find a way to break the curse with lives as sacrifice but in the end it didn’t work and instead bestowed an even deadlier curse to the entire bloodline of sorcerers. Then after finding out about that what did Circe do?"

"Of course she tried to prevent it and the only way of doing it is by cursing them into the castle, locked forever and stopping the flow of time. If it’s lifted halfheartedly, of course the sorcerers there would die at once." Noah continued his explanation, "Lady Circe always say to fight curses with curses." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Curse with curse," Arabella repeated, seemingly grasping on something she couldn’t yet understand. "So then Morpheus who had always blamed Circe knew this? He knew it was his own action that had once caused for all of the sorcerers to die?"

"He knows well," Ariel answered with a stiff expression. She then sighed, pinching the space between her eyebrows, "I’m sure he does. Since then he has been trying to replace the curse and break it to no avail. It must be why he had worked with Alice. Although he pretends to know how to break the curse, deep down he doesn’t does he?"

"I suspect he can’t," Lastor answered from behind, closing the book he had been opening, "Morpheus told me that he had never been familiar with curses and has a terrible understanding of it. Well, no one could ever understand how cursed work, at least no one other than lady Circe."

"But lady Circe," drawled Xavier beside him while looking at Noah, "Has she ever appear again?"

Noah shook his head, "She is still inside me, I can tell that but... I cannot force her to appear as I wish. And even if we do force her, perhaps instead of showing up willingly we will only make her upset."

"Glad that you explained that before I had forced something to pull her out," Cassius’s voice entered the study room as he pushed the door open, walking toward Arabella’s seat, "And since everyone is here it’s also time for us to discuss about the demon."

Their expression all turned stiff except for Cassius who has single handedly killed a demon when he was young, thus explaining his lack of fear when facing the demon.

"The demon inside Lady Arabella should be different from the one inside lady Circe," said Noah At once to start the discussion, "That demon is rather petty, he would never help you to find the curse and voodoo doll as he never cared whether his host would die or not."

"So it’s an utterly different demon," Cassius hummed, "What are the chances of a witch being born with a demon inside of them?"

"Close to zero," Lastor added, "I also find it odd that since lady Arabella had never signed a contract with a demon that demon could still enter her, I wonder if her birth mother was the one who had made the contract.."