I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot [BL]

The loud shriek of Angela Evans becomes the catalyst of moving everyone's attention to the scene of Eirwen Night's last moment. King Argus and Archmage Alexis were shocked by the event. They've never expected that Eirwen Night who had given them headaches for a month would be dying like this.         

    

The dark elf leader who accomplished his task didn't notice his master's weird reaction to Eirwen Night whom he just killed just now.     

"Mission Complete! Retreat!" shouted Araysh then he ran off towards the forest with his people. They've scattered in the forest and would gather at their secret hideout.     

Once the assassins had left. Only silence spreads in the area. Their eyes were all on the beautiful woman called Lady Night whose white dress is now completely soaked in blood. They watch her fall forward and the dazed duke staggeringly runs to catch him.     

Damian Adrienne's mind turned blank at this moment and only the bloodied figure of Eirwen Night within his arms registered in his brain. With his hand trembling as he carefully carried such a delicate body within his embrace, his nose was assaulted with the scent of rust and blood.     

His mouth moved on its own before he could think of words. "H-Heal... Heal him! HEAL HIM!" hoarsely said Duke Damian as he ran towards the two Saintess candidates.     

Lady Laurel and Lady Evans were modern women, they've never experienced nor witnessed such a bloody scene until now. Especially seeing a person whose face is very familiar to them is making it worse.     

Bela Laurel fainted from the scent of blood that entered her nose and then soaked in blood Eirwen. She hated the person enough to want to kill him but she would do it in a way that she won't be witnessing such a gore scene. Meanwhile, Angela Evans tries to control her mana and fearlessly places her hands on Eirwen Night's chest but her healing fails countless times.      

Angela Evans agitatedly mumbles, "Heal... heal... HEAL... W-Why.... why isn't it working!!?" her hands were trembling uncontrollably as her tears stroll down the same way but her golden mana sparks then disappeared as it was getting a short circuit. It could heal Eirwen Night properly.     

Eirwen Night in his blurry sight weakly grabbed the little girl's shaking hands into his. Angela could feel the coldness of his hands.     

Cough! "Angie~ it's fine... calm down~ jiejie is... okay..." murmured Eirwen in between his hard breathing.     

King Argus scolded, "Damian! What the hell are you doing? Bring him to the temple right now!"     

"Get him a horse! Faster!!" ordered the old mage.     

Damian understood the last resort, but this kind of thing could be considered a miracle if Eirwen could still reach the temple within the short minutes left before he takes his last breath.     

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The sounds of a galloping horse at unimaginable speed.     

The scenery in their surroundings turns blurry with their speed.     

The extremely weak Eirwen Night leaning on Damian Adrienne's chest.     

Eirwen could feel the duke's agitated heartbeats lingering in his ears. It made him want to laugh but he couldn't do so as breathing itself made it hard with the gaping wound on his chest.     

In his mind, he was talking to Yue, "Yue, how long will my heart stop beating?"     

[Last 3 minutes, Host. Are you really going to do this?]     

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"Yes. I can't always spoil him."     

Hearing these words, System Yue decides to shut his mouth.     

In reality, Eirwen slowly opened his eyes only to meet Duke Damian's horrified eyes. This man still feels fear of his death even though his soul hasn't fully awakened at all.     

2 minutes and 30 seconds.     

An amused smile appeared on those tainted red lips.         

    

"W-What... cough!? Are you so... afraid?~"     

A muffled voice came out of the duke's mouth, "I..."     

Eirwen lightly chuckles only to have a coughing fit after doing so.     

Hahaha, ~ C-Cough! cough!     

The grip of the duke's hand on Eirwen's shoulder tightens.     

1 minute and 30 seconds.     

"Don't... laugh. Stop laughing!" said Damian but his voice is trembling as he does and even used an undertone to communicate with Eirwen in fear of making him afraid of him.     

After calming his coughing, Eirwen whispered, "You seem... to neither... like me or... hate me? Why are... trying so... hard to... save me?"     

60 seconds...     

This time Duke Damian was rendered speechless. He wanted to say he didn't hate him but he couldn't also say that he didn't know whether he liked him or not. After all the time they've spent is so short. Eirwen Night continues to babble on his own.     

"Then just... continue listening... I want to talk... for a bit..."     

Duke Damian replied, "Okay."     

"Damian Adrienne... I know... that you aren't human... I don't care... What do you plan to do? My arrival here is not... a mistake... I came... to...     

Cough! Ha~ hah~ Anyway... just forget about it. Rienne... I want... to call you that."     

30 seconds...     

Damian Adrienne could hear the breathing of the man in his embrace getting slower and weaker. It made him almost lose his breath at the same time but still wish to hear more of that enthralling voice that is now... calling his name.     

"Rienne... I feel sleepy~"     

"Don't sleep. I'm begging you... please~ don't sleep. Eira~" whispered Damian.     

[A/n: Eira means snow in welsh. It is also a nickname for Eirwen.]     

10 seconds...     

Eirwen night feebly raised his left hand to touch the duke's face. The usual emotionless duke is now frowning, his pitch-black eyes were glinting with a golden shade. The cold fingers of Eirwen gently landed on his cheeks.     

5 seconds...     

A doting gaze and smile appeared on Eirwen Night's face.     

He can only weakly whisper his last words, "You said... you'll never... harm me... You're a liar... My... love."     

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As the last words of Eirwen Night come out of his mouth, those glowing aureate hues within those orbs slowly fading into dullness. The thing called life within those eyes had lost completely and those lids closed heavily as the outreached frail hand fell down without any strength. The body within Duke Damian's embrace had finally lost its last visage. Eirwen Night finally took his last breath quietly.     

The horse they were riding finally reached the entrance of the temple but the body within the duke's embrace no longer has any breath of life. Once the horse was commanded to stop, Duke Damian hugged the slowly turning cold body within his embrace.     

"Eira... eira? Open your eyes, please... Eira!?" but no matter how matter Damian begs the man in his arms never opens his eyes anymore.     

He could only put his last hope on his brother. While carrying Eirwen Night's body within his embrace, he walks in strides with urgency at his every step. He ignores the light priests and apprentices who came to greet him upon his arrivals and climbs the stairs towards the Temple of Light.     

Within the Temple, a man with golden hair and black eyes was standing straight under the light from the heavens. He is like a holy being under the sunlight from the altar. This man was wearing a pope robe on him, despite looking like a man in his mid-thirty, the kind smile on his face made him look like an angelic being who had descended from the heavens.     

This man is the pope. His name is Damian Lucien. The human avatar of the Light God himself. Like how Damian Adrienne is the avatar of the Darkness God. These two were the strongest gods in the divine realm. The mortal body they use to descend on the mortal realm is Damian Adrienne and Damian Lucien.     

"Lou... LOU! Are you here!?" yelled Adrienne as soon as he entered the temple.     

[A/n: Lou means light. It is Lucien's nickname. Adrienne has many nicknames, he can be called Rienne, Addie, or Enne.]     

Right now he is still carrying the lifeless body of Eirwen Night. When he saw his younger brother's avatar, the pope, standing at the altar of their statues. He approached his twin brother with urgency.     

The pope, Damian Lucien, turned around and saw his elder brother carrying a young lady? within his arms. His gestures show possessiveness and protectiveness but Lucien could no longer feel nor hear any sound of breathing coming from the body.     

"Addie~ even though there are no humans in the temple right now you shouldn't call my pet name that loudly for everyone to hear. By the way who is the little beauty in your arms bro---"     

Lucien suddenly stopped talking when he saw Eirwen Night's appearance. Like how Damian Adrienne felt on his first meeting with Eirwen, his heart unruly beats out of his control. He unconsciously grabs his robe above his heart then finally feels fear when he couldn't hear any heartbeat from the body of the young human in his elder brother's arms.     

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Lucien muttered with a shaking voice, "S-She...!? She's no longer breathing!!?"     

Adrienne's face turned dark and immediately scolded Lucien, "Stop wasting time and try to resurrect him!" yelled the duke at the pope even ignoring his brother calling Eirwen as a she. He forgot to correct him because of the current situation.      

These two men suddenly started fighting verbally while still moving their hands to move Eirwen's body at the altar intending to begin the resurrection ceremony.     

Without them knowing that at this instant, the soul of Hei Anjing which is no longer within the vessel of Eirwen Night is now hovering as a transparent soul within his soul domain together with his system, Zhi Yue. They were watching the scene unfold from a third-party perspective. System Yue suddenly cursed seeing the two who suddenly started calling each other brothers.     

[Shit! Host, don't tell me these two are twins!!? Did the lord's soul fragment in this world split!? Fuck... fuck... Holy shit! Is my dream of watching the host get DPed coming true!!]     

The thrilled cries of Zhi Yue echo within the soul domain of his host. Hei Anjing who was seating beside him in his soul form couldn't help but kicked the stupid red moon like a soccer ball in anger.     

"You fucking perverted System! Shut your crow's mouth!!! AAAHHH!!!" yelled Hei Anjing in his soul domain. He couldn't even dream of accepting two insatiable beasts doing those nightly exercises at night. Anjing could only scream in knowing the inescapable future of his asshole being ripped by two big dicks.      

After the duo calmed down, they finally talked about something with regard to their current situation.     

[Host, they are trying to resurrect you. Are you willing to return? If you do then I could return your soul back to your body right away.]     

"Shut up! Don't think I don't know what's inside that dirty mind of yours! I won't return. I will reconstruct that body in Ivern. Did those little ice spirits send my message to their Spirit King of Ice?"     

[Well they've indeed passed your message to the Spirit King of Ice. Host rejoiced. The soul within that Spirit King is prisoner Yun Ming. As always his task is to support your actions like in every world. He is preparing to open a direct portal connected in Ivern to this location.     

Moreover, upon checking these two vessels of the lord, Yue learned that their real souls were still staying in the Divine Realm. They just put a part of their souls to these avatars as Gods who had ascended in the Divine Realm couldn't descend unless the saintess summoned them to the mortal realm.]     

"Oh~ so long as I don't summon them they couldn't even step a foot in the land I am in!?" asked Hei Anjing as his words were full of mischief and amusement.         

    

[Oh~ please stop dreaming my host~ Don't you see the duke and the pope? Though those bodies were used as their puppets of substitute, those are still real human bodies.]     

"You... Do you still want your mouth? Should I frost it for you? Hm~" said Hei Anjing with a malicious smile on his face.     

System Yue finally remembered what fear is and instantly shut his mouth. He could only watch the scene of his lord's soul fragments frantically trying everything to resurrect his host but no matter what they do as long the soul isn't willing to return then the body would never come back to life.     

At this moment even Lucien is panicking, he feels useless for the first time in his life. He cast the resurrection spell countless times but the soul isn't returning to the body no matter how many times he cast it.     

"Why isn't it working!? Tsk! What did I do wrong!?" He could only nervousness clasped on Eirwen's left hand as the right one was being held by his twin brother. He knew that the soul must be somewhere near them but it isn't returning in the vessel.     

Lucien started talking one-sidedly to Eirwen Night's corpse. "Honey~ Honey... I know you are there. I also know this is our first meeting. You might not know me yet but my name is Lucien. You can call me Loulou or Lu whatever you want. Husband is also okay!"     

Adrienne finally snapped at his twin's words, "You! What the hell are you saying, Lou!? He's mine!"     

"Mine your ass! You ordered Araysh to kill her! Now you wanted to possess her. Brother don't be shameless!" retorted Lucien.     

Adrienne responded with an ugly expression, "You shit! You're the one who told me to clean up the bug in your plans. You are the one who asked me to kill him!!!"     

Lucien's face turned pale at these words. It was indeed him who told his brother that Eirwen Night is not supposed to be in their world. That his existence here is a bug that must be corrected. In the end, they were both wrong. The careless decision they've made, let them lose the only person who was destined to move their hearts.     

They've never expected that after becoming the strongest gods they would lose the person that is fated to be with them because of one careless decision.