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The demon chuckled and looked at Van Loon with great amusement at his confusion. It waved its hand and said, "What's wrong? Don't you know who I am? Didn't your parents tell you?" Its words left Van Loon feeling perplexed, as he didn't understand what the demon was saying or trying to convey.
The demon's laughter echoed in Van Loon's mind, leaving him feeling lost and fearful. He didn't understand what the demon was trying to express or why it knew about his parents. He wanted to find clues, but everything before him felt unfamiliar and terrifying. The demon was not in his memories, yet its words seemed to stir something within him.
Van Loon looked nervously at the demon in front of him, feeling his heart racing and every word hitting him like a blow. The demon seemed to sense his confusion, raising its hands and shaking them, exclaiming dramatically, "Dark Prince, son of the demon? No recollection at all?" Its words sent a wave of turmoil through Van Loon, as if his parents' words had suddenly landed heavily on his heart.
Van Loon awkwardly replied, "Isn't that just my parents' fantasy?" His words made the demon burst into laughter, finding Van Loon's ignorance quite amusing. Suddenly, it conjured an ancient scroll, covered in mysterious symbols and strange patterns, seemingly filled with unimaginable power.
The demon elegantly opens the scroll, and Van Loon can feel a strong and ancient aura emanating from it, as if it hides some unspeakable secret. The scroll displays a series of strange runes and images, including a baby and a goat, alongside a winged demon figure, surrounded by countless symbols and mysterious forces flowing around.
Van Loon looks at the images on the scroll and feels a wave of shock in his heart. He senses an indescribable connection with the baby and the goat in the image, while the adjacent demon figure fills him with an unprecedented fear. He doesn't know what secret is hidden in this scroll, but he can feel that it seems to have an inseparable connection to his past.
In this endless darkness, the existence of demons seems to be the only light, even if it is a terrifying and chilling light. It slowly flips through the scroll, every movement exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. Its eyes shimmer with strange light, as if savoring something that Van Loon cannot understand. It begins to recite the words on the scroll, each word seeming to resonate in this dark space, as if summoning some unknowable power.
Its voice echoes in this space, as if each word is narrating Van Loon's unknowable fate. It recites, " Van Loon, your life is the result of an agreement between your parents and me, Nightshade, in exchange for a goat sacrifice. Your existence is the union of evil forces and humanity. You are the son of a demon, the prince of the dark night." Its words are filled with an irresistible power, seemingly revealing the mysterious secrets of Van Loon's life.
Van Loon Listening to these words, the shock in his heart was indescribable. He had never imagined that his background would be so incredible. But then, he felt a sense of absurdity welling up in his heart. He didn't believe it, nor did he want to believe it. He waved his hand as if to dispel everything in front of him. He sneered and said, "I never thought that even in death, there would still be people playing such jokes on me. It's ridiculous."
His words seemed to amuse the demon, and a hint of evil smile appeared at the corner of its mouth. It looked at Van Loon, seemingly appreciating his ignorance and confusion. It said, "Oh, you don't believe it? Then let me give you a little memory." Suddenly, a blue flame appeared in its hand, and within the flame seemed to be endless darkness and secrets.
Van Loon Looking at the flames in front of him, he felt a chill in his heart. He didn't know what this demon wanted to do, but he could feel that the flames in front of him seemed to hide endless terror and ominousness. He tried to step back, trying to escape from the nightmare in front of him, but his body seemed to be tightly bound by some kind of force, unable to move.
The image in the flames was like a mirror of time, bringing Van Loon back to a distant past. He saw a scene that was strange yet familiar. His parents, still young and tender lovers at that time, their faces revealed a mix of anticipation and anxiety. They were in a dark, secluded room with a mysterious cult formation in the center, and the strange symbols inscribed on the formation seemed to carry some unknowable power.
Van Loon's parents look tense, their eyes revealing a mix of longing and despair. At the center of the formation, they tightly secure a goat to the ground, the sacrificial knife in their hands glinting with a cold light. As they softly chant in a strange language, Van Loon feels the surrounding air grow icy, as if some unknowable power is quietly gathering.
Suddenly, their hands grip the sacrificial knife tightly and cut open the goat's abdomen, splattering the entire formation with bright red blood and organs. Van Loon feels a wave of nausea, but he can't look away; the horrifying scene seems to hold him in its grip. As their chanting grows louder, a blue flame ignites within the formation, seemingly concealing a mysterious and terrifying power.
Shocking is the fact that the goat's broken skull began to tremble and seemed to speak. Its voice was cold and hollow as Van Loon's parents faced it, listening to the question it posed: "What do you want?" They seemed prepared, answering nervously and eagerly, "We want a child."
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