"I'm awaiting your answer, young lady, and why are you dressed like that?" Isabel's father's voice came again, and Selora drew a long, frustrated breath.
How would she answer these very specific questions? This man already looked like trouble.
She would have to do something about him.
"Isabel, honey. Answer your father. What happened after the Bus station?" Isabel's mother probed delicately, and Selora sighed. The quicker she got this over with, the better.
"One of the men chased after me. I had to get into a random bus to escape him, but unknown to me, he was still following me. The moment I got off the bus, he started chasing me again." Selora continued but stopped to see if they were buying her lies.
The mother seemed to be gobbling every word up, but not that man. His curious, bright blue eyes watched in obvious suspicion, and it made Selora wonder if the man even cared about Isabel.
Here she was, covered in blood, telling them she was almost kidnapped, was chased down by a lunatic, and yet, somehow, this man didn't seem to care about all that.
"Then he tried to rape me. He ripped my clothes and… I had to fight to survive. That's how I got this blood on me." Selora added, Isabel's mother gasped.
"Oh, heavens! Dear… did he… did he…" She began as she pulled Selora again and started inspecting Isabel's body.
There were no wounds because she had already healed on her way home, but there was nothing she could do to get rid of the blood and dirt in her clothes.
"So, the man who tried to assault you, gave you a mini skirt? And Isabel, you're not wearing a bra, are you?"
Selora turned back to Isabel's father with anger growing in her gut. She couldn't stand him.
Even as a demon, she knew he was too cold for a father. For a split second, she remembered her own parents before the sabotage of the demon realm, and she swallowed hard.
If she lost her cool and said something wrong, or hurt him, everything would crumble.
"You…" she began, but Isabel's mother cut her off.
"Luke! What are you doing? Our daughter almost got raped!" She yelled, and the elderly man turned to his wife.
He finally stood up, and Selora could see how tall and imposing his figure was.
"Maybe if she hadn't dressed like that, all this wouldn't have happened. If you don't want trouble, you don't dress to attract him!" He yelled, and Selora's eyes widened as she looked at him.
He certainly was a priest. They were usually narrow-minded. But a father? No… this man couldn't be a father, she thought, and the man turned to face her.
"Do you know how many messages I got regarding your dressing today!? The neighbours, some teachers, some parents, even Father Fischer!" He raged, and Selora let out a breath.
She certainly made a mistake. She was so nonchalant about the parents and the aftermath of her actions. Certainly, they were bound to be upset about her dressing like this.
But she was expecting an emotional approach she could manipulate. Not this fire breathing dragon in front of her.
Suddenly, she could feel fear spreading inside her, and her brows creased for a second before she realised what the fear was. It was coming from Isabel. Isabel was truly afraid of her father, and right now, that fear was so strong it was slipping to the front of Selora's mind.
She drew a deep breath as she battled to push Isabel's fear back down, and then she faced her father.
"I'm sorry. I was…" Selora began in an attempt to douse the heat, but the man cut her off.
"You were what? Not thinking? You left this house looking like a prostitute and now expect sympathy?"The man yelled, and Selora's fingers clenched into a fist.
The fist was so tight, her nails started digging crescents into her palms. She felt demonic energy begin to pulse through her, and she was itching. Itching to sink her claws into his heart. Anything to shut him up. She imagined ripping his tongue out… but no. She couldn't do that… not yet at least.
"Luke! She made a mistake. You shouldn't say things like that to your daughter!" Isabel's mother interjected as she stepped in front of Selora, and the man turned to her.
"You're always pampering her. Look where it's gotten us! She suddenly feels she's free to do whatever she likes!" The man raged as he looked back at Selora and a system notification piped up again.
[40 Minutes Till Exhaustion Reaches Its Peak]
Selora sighed and looked at Isabel's parents.
"I'm sorry!" She yelled, and they both turned to her.
"I'm sorry." She repeated, and this time she began to walk away.
"I-Isabel?" Isabel's mother called meekly in shock and worry as Isabel had never raised her voice at them before, but if only they knew that the girl in front of them was no longer their Perfect little daughter.
"See! You've spoiled her rotten!" The man scolded his wife, but Selora ignored them as she focused all her energy on the suddenly excruciating task of climbing up the stairs.
"Tomorrow you will come with me to the Chapel. You will see Father Marcus. You will confess your sins, and he will pray with you! You're filth in my house until Father Marcus fixes you " The man yelled, and Selora froze.
The words were so absurd.
She, a demon… Go to a chapel, 'confess her sins' and receive prayers.
She almost laughed at the idea.
Imagine her telling some innocent priest of all the dirty, unholy escapades she's had in all her years of existence.
The poor man might just die of a heart attack. She couldn't help but smile, and Isabel's father's voice crashed into her thoughts.
"Why are you smiling? Does this look like a joke?! You are coming with me to confess your sins tomorrow. Do you understand!" The blue eyed angry bird yelled, and suddenly, a system notification popped up.
[Main Quest 002]: Break The Sanctuary
Objective: Corrupt The Father Superior within 2 days.
Reward: Carmine Suggestion
Failure: Withdrawal of all sin points + a 5k sin point debt.
Selora smirked. Corrupt a high ranking priest at a Chapel? Now that was an offer she couldn't refuse.
He wants her to get prayer… but she wouldn't be the one on her knees.