Chapter 584: THE BIRTH OF THE DARK SOUL
Aria was having difficulty giving birth to whatever monster that was inside her stomach. She kept screaming for Dexter to end her suffering and take out the monster from inside her body.
"Take it out! Take it out! Take it out!" Aria screamed at the top of her lungs. Her water broke and she was ready to give birth, but the baby didn’t want to come out. Instead, she felt like her organs were being chewed from inside. "Arrghh! Take this fucking monster out of my body!"
Letto was trembling when he heard the commotion inside the bedroom, as the smell of blood was so thick in the air, while Alan was frowning at the pregnant woman before his eyes. He had seen things more awful than this, he had created more horror than one could ever imagine, something that not every person could stomach.
Therefore, watching Aria scream and curse during her labor didn’t really interest him. He was concerned about one thing in this whole situation; why he was here and why his grandfather wanted him to witness this disgusting sight of a woman giving birth. Moreover, who was this woman? She looked so awful with bloodshot red eyes and greasy hair.
Who was the man that had put his seed in her? How could that man stand this awfully ugly woman?
With how Aria looked right now, Alan didn’t think he could talk himself into fucking her even if she was the last woman in the world.
That was true, Aria looked extremely hideous. No man in their right mind could get themselves hard for such a woman. She looked awfully different from her former self, not to mention the negative energy that surrounded her, as if by seeing her alone, you felt so pissed off.
"Arghh! Take it out! Take it out!" Aria screamed at the top of her lungs, her veins bulged under her skin, while she was being held down by Dexter and one more dark sorcerer. "Fuck! It fucking hurts!"
Dexter frowned, he tried to comfort her until a while ago, but there was nothing he could do to make Aria feel better, he also couldn’t go against his father’s wishes.
"Father, we need to do something about this." Dexter tried to raise the same concern again to his father. "She is going to die if we don’t do something."
"So what if she dies?" Zeke frowned at his son. "The baby will come out if he wants. It is about time... all of our efforts will be paid off. We will witness the rebirth of our lord..." Zeke said with enthusiasm like a maniac, like a devotee talking about their God.