As days passed by, the vitiligo slowly got bigger in size and covered one part of Xian's arm. It now began moving towards his back and the pain inside it increased. He would talk about the pain to Wujin but he would shut him up by saying that's how vitiligos develop. One day, the realm gate of the demon realm broke up and a huge demon came out of it. It was moving towards the gatekeeper castle. Wujin and Xian ran out of the castle. Wujin scratched Xian's other shoulder, which hadn't developed vitiligo and blood flowed out of it.

"Xian Si, protect your master! Follow this order from your lord demigod himself!" Wujin shouted and the red threads wrapped around his wrist. The pact was formed. He raised his arms, "Magixiya dvoynoy, Orfografii vtroy Vyzov forma tri!"

Xian's body shone and transformed into a sword. Wujin grabbed the sword, but something absurd happened. As soon as he touched Xian, the latter felt a strong pain in his vitiligo. And Wujin felt a tingling in his hand, as it was slightly burning. He grabbed the sword tighter.

"Wujin, it's hurting!" Xian shouted but Wujin ignored him and jumped at the demon. He pierced the demon's body with the sword and moved it upwards inside his flesh, tearing its body into two pieces. During that process, Xian was shouting in pain.

"I will cleanse you!" Wujin shouted at the demon as he exorcised it with the sword.
"Wujin, please stop!"
The demon was gone while Wujin was covered in its blood. He looked at the sword and threw it in the air.

"Revert," He said while the sword was still in the air. Xian turned back until his human form and fell on the ground.
"This is not a vitiligo. It's eating me away and you are not helping, Wujin!" Xian shouted.
"Whatever—"
"It's not whatever. Look at me!" Xian grabbed Wujin's face and looked into his eyes. He saw a demon inside them and moved away.

"You are not Wujin..."
He smirked, "What are you saying, Xian. It is me, Wujin Chen. Xian—"
Xian drew a wall between him and Wujin. "You know it's disrespectful to draw a walk against your master."

"You are not Wujin,"
Wujin just turned back and walked into the castle, "Think whatever you want."
That evening, Xian met Lust.
"It's not a vitiligo. It's a sign that my body is being consumed by a demon. And Wujin is that demon."

Lust was in shock, "Aren't Gatekeepers deities?"
"All I know is that he is possessed. I knew that Wujin wouldn't hurt me. But now, this thing is beginning to reach my contract mark."
"Your contract mark is on your back?"
"Yes."

"So, what now?"
"I don't know. Who helps a fangxiangshi?"
"I guess nobody does...You have to kill him. Only a star spirit can kill their gatekeeper. So, only you can do it."
"I won't kill Wujin."
"Xian!"

"I won't kill him. Wujin saved me when I was being chased by evil spirits. So, I will return what I have."
"You are not a fangxiangshi." Lust said, "You can't perform an exorcism. Plus, don't you see--You too are becoming one of them." She pointed at his vitiligo.

"If you wait too long," Lust said, "You'll die. This demon will consume you too,"
"No, I won't die. He ordered me not to."
"Then, kill him. That's the only way out of this. Either save your master or kill the demon. Your master was a fangxiangshi, right? What do you think he would do?" Xian looked at the ground.

That night, he slowly walked towards Wujin's room with a sword in his hands.

"Xian, tell me, why do people fight?"
Wujin's voice resounded inside his head.

'Because sometimes, fighting is the only choice they have. We have to fight with our monsters without becoming one ourselves. And if we do become a monster, I hope we all have that someone besides us who wouldn't be as helpless as me. It was good with you and I was happy. But with our story coming to an end, I realised that I was the monster all along.

And because you made a contract with me, you became one too. And now we are both going to die a monster's death. How smart demons are, to lure us in an illusion of happiness. It's not a feeling, it's just a word. A word they created for taking advantage of our curious nature to deceive us." Xian said in his head. He opened the door to Wujin's room. Wujin was sitting on his feet, doing a spiritual prayer.

'In reality, happiness doesn't bring you peace.' Xian rose his sword and slit Wujin's throat in a single strike.

'Happiness craves war.'

Wujin smiled, "Well said, my friend." He whispered and fell on the ground. Xian's face and clothes were covered in the gatekeeper's blood.

'What have I done?'

"Wujin!" He threw the sword aside and touched Wujin's wound. Suddenly, a ghoul rose from his body and went inside Xian. He coughed loudly. A maid walked inside the room with some water and shouted upon the sight of blood. She dropped the cups and ran out of the room, shrieking, "Xian killed Lord gatekeeper!" All the guards ran towards Wujin's room but Xian was gone by then. It was raining outside, raining blood.

Xian ran in the rain, barefoot on the pointy rocks as men with swords followed him. He felt pain in his feet and throat. As he ran, he saw Lust, looking at him from afar.
"Lust! Help me! I did as you told me, now help me." But she ran away. Xian was devastated, "I trusted you,"

He tripped on the stone and fell. His vitiligo was growing in size, 'I can't believe I fell into the trap of a sin star and killed my own demigod.' They dug their swords on his back. Wujin's blood was still fresh on his face and now he had his own blood flowing too.

'I hate fighting. I hate being attacked. Why can't people just leave me alone? I made one mistake and everyone is after my life. But without Wujin, for who shall I live? I want to die.'

'I'm giving you an order.'

"...What a bastard you are." Xian said as a black patch appeared on his back and the swords melted away. His contract was destroyed by the patch and soon disappeared. All the men moved back and stared at him. Slowly, few protruding branches came out of that black patch on his back and grew into demon wings.

"He's a demon!" They began running in opposite directions.

"Xian Si—This is such a weird name. It contradicts itself. Xian is someone who has an immortal lifespan. Si means death."

"If I have to die as a demon now," He rose into the air as his fingers turned into claws and his eyes turned bright red, "Then I will live as a demon."
He attacked the men and soon created a pool of blood which was washed away from the rocks by the rain. Melissa ran to Goddess Ivsana to ask for her help. She told him what Xian had done. They both ran to the purgatory and looked at Xian going on a rampage.

"Xian Si!" Goddess Ivsana shouted. He turned towards her, "My name is not Xian anymore."
"His contract mark is gone." Lust fell on the ground, "I was late—"
"Music! You are still Music, doesn't matter from which name we call you."

Lust felt a heaviness. Lady Ivsana pressed his hands on the ground, 'The Purgatory could withstand it.'

"Fight him, Music!" She shouted, "This is not you! Wujin didn't make you so weak—So fight it! You're not just any star, you're a fangxiangshi's star spirit! Demons are nothing before you. You've killed thousands like this one. Don't let it consume you! Nobody wants to live in a world without music! Don't leave us!"
"You think this would work?" He laughed.
"No, but it surely distracted you," She smirked.

"What?"

"Now Lust!" Lust grabbed his legs and pulled him down. Goddess Ivsana raised her arms. Two translucent hands rose up from the soil and wrapped around his feet. He tried flying away but its hold was firm. Ivsana realised it wasn't the demon, but the curse that made Music so weak that the demon on his body went inside his body and took over him. It was that curse—'Wrath of the gods'. But soon, the curse began transferring into the soil. Music was losing a lot of spirit energy but the Goddess started the ritual.

With her spells and chants, she collected all his magic, curse and the demon, stored it inside his heart and sealed it away forever. Music was saved. She couldn't exorcise the demon inside him since the fanxiangshi was dead. Music's body shrinked and turned into a child's body. She sent him back to the human world, to find a new master who could find a way to cure him.

This story spread like fire in all the realms. How Music killed his own master. Everyone called him a murderer and eventually, Music gave in. And he started believing it too—That he was a murderer. But nobody knew Goddess Ivsana had preserved his soul. As time passed, slowly his magic leaked out from the seal and so did part of the curse and part of that demon. That's why now he can use four of his magic spells. His curse is appearing on his body and so is that demon."

-To be continued

Dear Ms Lady Demigod