Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix - Chapter 428

Chapter 428: Awaken – A Confession Accepted
The world felt fragmented and distorted—various colours spread around like a failed painter’s broken canvas and easel. Asura lay in silence, his eyes closed.

However, his dreams were filled with endless memories and images of his past. A meeting with a strange woman from a foreign nation and lost his parents as the world ended. His life as a demon, various memories and shards felt as though they were being gently placed back together by countless delicate hands.

He could feel them, all the women he cared for and adored doing everything they could. They cheered him on, called his name, sang for him and tried to fix his broken soul with their clumsy yet dedicated movements.

‘I have to wake up.’ Asura thought, his grip tightening in urgency. A surge of desire and energy filled his hazy form in this bizarre mirage of dreams.

‘They are waiting for me, all of them… Including Ignis.’

He needed to protect them, to be with them. Asura felt that his time in this world allowed him to awaken, mature and finally realise his worth after too many years of struggling and fighting.

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‘Please, just wake up.’

“Haaaa!”

A long sigh left the lips of the handsome man sleeping in a dark tent, flickers of a gentle torch beside his bed. The male’s eyelashes were long and thick like a pristine work of art, flowing raven locks wrapped around his shoulders and back with beautiful silvery white cowlicks swaying from the gentle breeze.

His fingers trembled before a slight movement from his eyelids. The beautiful maiden kneeling beside him with her hands on his arm, praying to whoever would listen.

‘Please, allow my master, the man I adore, to awaken and his hidden wounds to heal.’

A beautiful maiden, with silvery white hair and red feathers making her look like an exotic beast princess, knelt in rapture, her lips almost pale from biting and pressing them together for hours. The battle against the Arachne traitors was handled by the queen Shizuka and other women protecting the heart of the sleeping prince.

“Why do you hide your feelings so deep, like a holy sword thrown to the bottom of a cursed lake, Master?”

The woman whispered with a frown, her heart trembling as she looked at the handsome male lying in front of her with a complex gaze.

A former Valkyrie had worked tirelessly, without sleep or food, trying her best to comfort and heal his body since the moment he felt unconscious seven days ago. Despite waking up for a moment, he soon fell into a deep sleep. The priests and mages claimed it was related to damage to his magic core, and the priest claimed his soul was also horrified.

The people who tried to take care of him could only sit in silence and watch. They were helpless and felt unable to aid him.

“He has so many wounds… Too many.” The woman muttered, her eyes glistening with tears and her body trembling, but she refused to cry and instead pushed more of her bizarre energy into his body, neither man nor the divine energy anima into his body, all to heal his wounds, both physical and spiritual.

Her face was pale, and her body was filled with small wounds and signs of overwork, yet she refused to let the others help, instead demanding that they let her heal him because it was her fault.

‘It is my sin, as a mere warrior and doll, to have fallen in love with her master and caused him such pain and suffering.’

However, the lovely lady didn’t notice his flickering eyes, a warm gaze peeking from his opened eyes. Asura’s deep crimson eyes seemed different; before, they might have been cold and ruthless, sometimes flickering like gemstones. Now, they were beautiful, like sparkling rubies in the moonlight, reflecting their glow as he watched the maiden in silence.

“Master…”

The girl didn’t notice, her body trembling and her eyes shut tight as she did her best to help. However, her face was pale, her mouth trembled, and her body seemed weaker than before.

“Foolish girl, why do you call me master after that confession.” A deep, warming voice filled with a silk-like charm that enveloped her as she looked up in shock, the gorgeous male sitting with a tired smile.

“How are you awake?!” The girl asked, her body swaying as her expression turned pale. Blood dripped from her nose, falling on her snow-white gown.

The moment she was falling, his muscular arms wrapped around her back, and with the seductive sound of silk sliding across velvety skin, she found herself in his arms. “Ignis, you look so beautiful. I don’t think I can look away.”

The woman’s mind blanked out, her cheeks flushing, and her eyes widened. Even the man’s slender, sexy, and well-built chest was too much for her to handle. Her eyes kept trying to drift down—the former Valkyrie captain didn’t know this feeling well; her chest throbbed, her mouth became dry, and she just wanted to melt into his embrace.

‘Master woke up, and he isn’t angry at me! Ah, I am so blessed.’

Before she could speak against it, his arms pulled the beautiful divine bird closer, no longer knowing what she was, yet to him, that didn’t matter. He just held her tight and placed his hand on the back of her head, stroking her silky hair. “You’ve become too charming and precious to remain just my subordinate and captain.”

“M-Master, what is this about?”

Ignis asked, her face buried in his muscular chest and her ears flushed. The fragrance of his scent was like a drug, addictive and addictive.

“Ignis, I accept your confession, so let’s become lovers and date. Unlike the past, forgive me but I will not rush to make you my wife. Let me enjoy being your lover and boyfriend for a while. Because you are special, I don’t want to rush anything. Thank you for saving me. My little firebird.”

Asura smiled, his eyes glistening in the orange light, gazing upon Ignis with loving eyes.

He remembered the loneliness he felt inside that cold and dark void. Asura felt despair when he was a demon, powerless as a human and ignorant as a dragon.

All his life, there was always something missing, and each of the precious people he met along the way fixed his broken spirit and mind. Each person was like a tiny stone forming a beautiful dam of various colours and sizes, protecting him from the darkness and corruption of the void so he could overcome his inferiority complex and fear of loss.

“I, I am very happy, Master, no, Asura!”

The girl cried, her delicate, petite and well-shaped body shaking as her fingers dug into his exposed flesh. A feeling of delight and upset overcame her before she felt relief that his two hearts were beating like a parade drum at the summer festival.

“But… Is it okay? I am no longer a Valkyrie but some kind of monster. I no longer seem to be human or even a human doll. Thanks to my new blood sister, Féng He Ra, I am a sort of hybrid monster.” Ignis sobbed, her voice trembling as if afraid to show her face.

“Ignis, you’re saying that to me? Look at me. I can see the mirror from here, look.” He pulled her lovely chin and showed her his figure in the mirror.

Raven hair that showed his human heritage, then beautiful phoenix plumes that fluttered like hair accessories, two dragon horns black, one black, the other white and then his eyes, the pupils now forming slits like a demon, along with his teeth, beautiful, large and white with a crystal sheen, however, his fangs were those of a beast or demon.

“I am the king of hybrids. Doesn’t this make you even more worthy of being my lover?”

His voice was like the sound of the breeze blowing through a field of flowers in spring, the seductive charm causing his new lover’s face to flush and her mind to blank out.

“I think you are the best man in the world.”

“If I weren’t, I would do my best to become the best for you.”

He smiled, his gentle kiss placed on the forehead of his new girlfriend. The lovely Ignis flushed as her lovely feathers fluttered and turned a deeper red. They seemed to change colour intensity with her mood: pale pink for worry, an orange tint for anger and blood red for embarrassment or affection.

‘For the sake of all these people who have helped me, and most importantly, for Ignis and the many others waiting for me, I will return the favour you have all given me, no matter which life tenfold back.’

“Besides, look at these silky feathers that cover your cheeks—aren’t they the cutest? You remind me of when I first saw Xavida’s scales. So precious and lovely.”

“Eh?! They are cute?! Wait, you, Master, you mean to say you like them?”

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

“B-But…”

“Ignis, I thought you knew that I like cute things?”

“Me…. c-cute!?”

“Ah, but you can’t be cute for others~ I get very jealous; even now, I don’t want to let you go outside and be seen by other men. What if they all fall for you?”

“So, you do not mind that I am a hybrid? And you are not worried about me? I can still fight and lead the armies! I am strong. I have done my best to train and serve you, master!”

“Fool, you don’t have to fight or do anything. I just want you to stay beside me, Ignis.”

His words were so deep, his voice like a seductive spell. He was a temptation she couldn’t resist and an addiction she didn’t want to get rid of.

“Thank you, thank you, Asura, my first love.”

She cried, her face burying into his bare chest, her feathers turning blood red, and her entire body trembling with delight. However, Asura’s face also turned red, and he couldn’t help but find her adorable.

‘First love… it sounds so precious coming from a Valkyrie’s lips… born as tools of war, yet look how beautiful she is.’

“Shall we step outside and see what’s going on? If I’ve been sleeping for a week, then what happened afterwards? Did we manage to get to Arachneas?”

“Fufu, master, you should see—I will guide you~ follow me!” Ignis pulled his hand, almost dragging him out of bed, when she realised something, her face almost completely red as she saw his naked figure standing before her. “Ah…. Amazing….”

“What is?” Asura asked, noticing her look clinging to his body as she sneakily took peeks at him from head to toe.

“Everything…” Her voice was higher pitch, and she sounded like a mosquito before escaping like a rabbit chased by a wolf.