𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 | 𝐎𝐌

chapter 6

Weeks had flown by, however Solomon has had no progress in teleporting to the devildom. Even if he were to, what would he do? What would he say? How would he take action?

It was all too frustrating. This situation was his fault, so he had to fix it. The sorcerer had been holed up in his room throughout the weeks, only briefly communicating to the two angels.

Simeon had decided that enough was enough. This wasn't healthy for the male and he had barely eaten let alone drank. With determination, the angel stormed into Solomon's bedroom without a second thought.

The white haired male glanced up from his piles of books that were scattered across his bedroom floor.

"Simeon? What is it?"

The said male rolled his eyes. "What do you think it is, Solomon? Do you know how long you've been holed up in your room for?"

The sorcerer thought for a few moments. He then shook his head slowly, almost as if he were ashamed with himself.

"No." Was all he whispered.

"Exactly." The angel exclaimed with a huff, "Three whole days you've gone without any food."

Solomon just stared at the floor as he was too afraid to meet Simeon's hard gaze. Despite the other male being an angel, he could act like a demon whenever he pleased.

"What is it you're trying to do anyways?"

"You know what I'm trying to do, Simeon," Solomon mumbled softly, "I'm trying to get M/C back..."

The angel sighed. "You do know how difficult that will be, right? It's not the same as when you brought them there..."

"I know." Stated Solomon with a serious tone, "However, I'm willing to try."

-

It was a new night down at the devildom. Lord Diavolo had ordered for all of the demons to attend a meeting held by himself. The demons, of course, were expecting the worse.

"Great! Of course he's suspected something now!" Satan whisper shouted with a roll of his eyes. Him and his brothers were descending down the large hallways to get to the meeting hall.

"He hasn't, stop stressing." Lucifer grumbled. His hands were stuffed into his pockets and his posture was stiff. Even he seemed a bit weary.

"Ya know, Lucifer, it's not often Diavolo calls meetings. I'm sure something is up." Mammon whispered.

The rest of the walk was silent until they all reached the hall. The brothers entered the hall in single file and sealed their lips shut the moment their feet stepped foot into the eerie room.

"Lucifer and brothers, hello." Lord Diavolo smiled the moment the seven males sat down in their respective chairs.

They all mumbled a hello - seemingly quite off.

"My my, what is up with all of you? Has something happened?" Diavolo chuckled with a small grin.

"No. Nothing's happened, Lord Diavolo." Lucifer spoke.

"Great. Now then, I'm sure you're all wondering why I called this meeting?"

The brothers nodded in unison. Diavolo then turned towards his trustworthy butler who was by his side, as per usual.

"Barbatos. Would you care to explain?"

"Not at all, my Lord." The butler said and shifted a little bit.

"The young Lord here was just wondering if all of you would be so kind as to stay in the Lord's Castle for a little while."

Lucifer's eyes widened. Stay in Lord Diavolo's Castle?

"Stay in... Your Castle?" He dragged out.

"Yes," Diavolo smiled and clapped his hands together, "I think it would be quite fun. Me and Barbatos could give you a tour, too."

"How childish are you..." Lucifer whispered under his breath as he rubbed his temple. That was when the fourth eldest decided to speak up.

"Why ever are you inviting us to stay at your Castle?"

"Because, Satan, all of you brothers could do with a change. You're always cooped up in the House of lamentation, so why not stay at my Castle?"

Lucifer swiftly stood up. He gave all of his brothers a look which caused them to immediately stand up from their seats. Lord Diavolo rose a brow.

"Forgive me, Lord Diavolo, however I would like to discuss this matter with my brothers."

"Of course. Let me know the conclusion you have come to."

The brothers bowed in respect before rushing out of the hall.

"My Lord..."

"Yes, Barbatos, I know..."

Something is wrong.

-

Back in the human world, Simeon had dragged Solomon out of his bedroom in order to make him eat.

"Have you made any progress with your research?" Asked the angel as he leaned against the counter.

Solomon's eyes shifted. "No, not really... But it's better than where I started off."

"I see... Care to fill me in?"

"... Okay, here's my plan - "

-

"What on earth are we gonna do?" Levi freaked out as he threw his hands around in the air. The brothers had arrived back at the House of lamentation.

"We can't just - leave M/C here!" Asmodeus explained with wide eyes.

"The magic is too strong around the house - the hell are we gonna do if we leave?" Mammon grumbled.

"All of you need to calm down and think about this rationally - "

"What is there to think about rationally? This whole situation could result in being dangerous." Mumbled Belphegor as he leaned against his twin for support. Beelzebub nodded in agreement.

"I have no idea what we're going to do yet."

"How about we speak to M/C about this?" Satan suggested.

"Are you absolutely insane - " Lucifer for interrupted once again.

"I think it's important to tell M/C about this," Beelzebub begun, "After all, won't they question us if we were to leave them here all alone?"

Lucifer let out a frustrated sigh. He shook his head and shut his eyes for a few seconds. The brothers knew very well that he was stressed out.

"I will have a think about this. In the meantime, do not discuss this situation with M/C. Understood?"

The brothers all nodded in unison and parted ways.

Lucifer sighed to himself before deciding to check on the human who was hopefully in their room.

What a mess this has all turned into.