The Wife Of King Darkness

The Wife Of King Darkness

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A wife of King Darkness? a powerful human demon in my past life? My immortal twins? I was reincarnated and forgot everything. I don't care anymore! If my husband doesn't care about me anyway, then I should have remarried the husband of my past life! Regarding if he is a demon or not, a mortal or immortal! That doesn't matter! I made a mistake once, and I will never do it again.

The Wife Of King Darkness Chapter 1 Dream

Auntie shouted and yelled at me angrily, "Lily! The house is very messy! Didn't I tell you that when your cousin Rux makes a mess, you clean it up right away? You're a lazy child!"

I grinned at her right away despite the fact that I was really fatigued and helpless due to my grandfather and grandmother's unemployment status. I said, "I'm sorry, Auntie, but next time I'll just tell Rux not to mess around," and I went straight to the mess my cousin had created.

Auntie argued, "What right do you have to tell my son!? You just live in my house since you are the daughter of a murderer," before dragging my cousin Rux away.

In addition to not wanting to cry in front of her, I also don't think the killer's child should cry. I grinned and added, "I'm sorry Auntie, it's because of my father; my mother is in the hospital; I'm sorry if I was the child of the killer," touching my hurting chest.

"Yes, you ought to offer an apology, Tsk!" she yelled, grinning as she came at me.

I laughed and remarked, "My father's daughter shouldn't cry; when you cry, you're weak," and the anguish in my chest slowly subsided.

I'm Lily Milly, the murderer's daughter, and I'm 16 years old. For the past thirteen years, all I've done is clean, clean, and clean. My mother is a good lady, and she was hospitalized following the incident.

He certainly isn't aware that he has me.

They were unable to locate my father, but the news said that he had killed numerous people and was still at large as of this writing.

My father, who is he?

I'm aware of this since he goes by the moniker Killer Ink Mask. I'm not sure where they got that, but it explains why I always respond with Kim when someone asks who my father is.

I tell them that my father is Kim when they inquire about who I am.

I cleaned my cousin's mess, and Auntie's house is tidy.

I don't want them to be mad at me because they are also mad at my father. I know there is a reason why he kills, but I don't want to be mad at him just because he kills; I don't want to be mad at him because my mother is in the hospital; I don't want to be mad at him because I know he is my father, Kim.

"Hey, youngster!" As soon as I turned around, I noticed the woman wrapped in red fire on the side of the door.

Is she on fire?

I ran and got water right away, then I went back to the woman who was covered in red fire and gave her the water.

"Why are you doing that?" she yelled fiercely, which made me chuckle.

I exclaimed, laughing, "You're not human; I'm sorry; I thought you were on fire," and she raised her left lip.

"I can be seen,"

I wondered what she was talking about when she said,

"Come with me, and I'll kidnap you."

Shall she abduct me?

Shouldn't that be a secret? Why did she just mention that?

"Why would I go with a creature that afterward wants to capture me?" She rolled her eyes at me as I stamped on her.

She smiled, and I smiled back. "Because you are the only one who can see me," she replied.

"Alright, I'm willing; kidnap me now," I replied, chuckling as she shook her head and I instantly extended my hand to her.

"You decided so swiftly; didn't you consider that you might suffer harm?" She addressed me while having little eyes.

She looked to be second-guessing herself, so I instantly laughed at her and added, "If in that disaster no one will be angry with my father, I will be happy to perish." I then held her hand.

She rolled her eyes and muttered, "I can't believe I didn't even have a hard time."

After a quick chuckle, I said, "Wait a minute; I'll just leave a letter for Auntie," and I went to fetch some paper and a pencil.

On the page, I scribbled "Goodbye" right away.

To prevent it from flying away, I placed it in a glass and placed it on the table.

"Shall we leave now?" I remarked, grinning at the woman who had provided her with a justification for exhaling heavily.

She grasped my hand and remarked, "I don't know if you're smart or stupid, Tsk."

"Both," I replied, grinning.

With a long stick that had a circle at the top, she promptly struck the ground.

Did I sleep?

We are currently descending into unknown colors.

We quickly found ourselves in an unfamiliar location.

"What is this place?" I questioned her.

"Why don't you do your own research?" She didn't say anything; she just walked. She chuckled and claimed it was a ruse to make me happy.

"Really? I can walk around and converse with people. You did not, however, kidnap me. Why would you consent?" I was taken aback when she said that when I asked why she was looking at me.

She stopped and continued, which made me chuckle: "You're too kind; you don't have doubts; you don't know how to feel fear; I only brought you here because you saw me; now you can go around so the demons kill you."

"You live in a world of demons? Wow!" I enthusiastically said, "That's great; I can't believe I'm in another world; thank you so much for kidnapping me," as a reason to aggravate her further.

Why is she upset when she should be delighted that she abducted me?

"Who would be delighted to abduct you? When you realized I was about to kidnap you, you didn't think three times before agreeing to come with me," she remarked angrily.

"Who are you anyway?" I questioned her.

"Magic, but call me Lord Magic," she said, turning her back on me, and she started tormenting me.

I introduced myself as Lily and added, "Magic, it's nice to meet you."

Her heavy breathing was audible to me right away.

"Hayst, why are we speaking right now?" She said with annoyance. "I wish you hadn't seen me," she added.

I looked at her and smiled. "But if I don't see you, I'm sure you'll be sad."

She answered with arched eyebrows, "Of course, but I would think that you people are weak," which made me chuckle.

I grinned at her, making her giggle, and asked, "Do you know that my father kills?"

She answered, "Really? Why are you happy? I see that you are a good person," and she came over to me right away.

I held my chest and smiled. "Because he's my father, even if he's wrong, for me he's still right, but I'm not saying that what he did to my mother was right, I'm saying that he's only my father," I added.

Magic grinned at me and said, "Yes, I thought you were smart or stupid, but you're stupid. But I like your attitude; it looks like it's good to bring you here."

I heard a demon shouting in battle gear, "Lord Magic!"

She said, very seriously, "When they ask, tell me you don't know me and you don't know how you got here," which astonished me.

I murmured to her, "But you kidnapped me, didn't you? It's bad to lie, Magic, don't you know that?"

She was irritated and added, "One more thing, if you say I kidnapped you, Lord Venom will watch you, and don't think that I'm a saint. I didn't kidnap you because you didn't think three times."

I responded right away with "Okay."

if I'm not going to lie, that is. She turned to the demon who had called her. "That's what I want from you; you're easy to talk to," she stated.

Whoever made the call to Magic questioned, "What does that human do in our world?"

Magic was astonished when I said, "She kidnapped me," and pointed at her.

I said 'Okay' not 'Fine'

The demon exclaimed, "You kidnapped a person? Dear Lord Magic, but didn't Lord Violet say it shouldn't be a human?"

Magic growled angrily, "Steno! I feel bad; I feel like I'm about to pass out."

The demon Steno remarked, "Dear Lord Magic, I will help you to your room."

Magic had given me the ability to travel in this realm and speak, so I immediately began to move.

I might return at a later time.

Although you shouldn't have done it, you're nonetheless proud! Although you shouldn't have done it, you're nonetheless proud! Why be proud when it would have been better if you hadn't done it? ]

I shut off my phone's alarm right away.

You only heard my husband's voice, so I said, "That was a weird dream, but thanks for waking me up, hubby."

I asked him to do it.

Because whenever he gets angry, I always wake up.

He's upset with me for getting up late because he knows I watched anime once more.

I overheard Manang say, "Ma'am Rachel, Madam Grace is calling; you two are supposed to be at the dinner table together."

I turned to her and went there right away. I said, "All right, I'll be next," and she left right away.

I went to the restroom right away to wash and brush my teeth.

I then used the gentle towel that was hanging from the hook of my mirror to clean my face.

I quickly descended the stairs and made my way to the kitchen of this home.

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