The Villains' Second Chance

Prologue

Anastacius slowly opened his eyes only to see a void of blackness. He slowly stood up and looked around. The last thing he remembered was making his brother and niece promise to look after his daughter. He sighed. He regretted making a contract with that bastard. To be honest his mother also had hand in making him choose that bastard anyway. All of her poisonous whispers and commands drove him to accepting Aeternitas. His biggest regret was harming his beloved family.  Before he could fall deeper into despair, someone cleared their throat. Anastacius quickly turned around and saw two people standing in front of him. One had short black hair and eyes with a mischievous smirk while the other had black hair and silver eyes staring at him with a bored look. 

Anastacius narrowed his eyes. "Who are you?"

The man with black hair and eyes bowed mockingly. "My name is Lucifer. A pleasure to meet you."

Anastacius looked at the other man and raised an eyebrow. 

The man with black hair and silver eyes sighed. "My name is Death." He deadpanned.

Death....and the devil.....I see. Anastacius' eyebrow twitched. He sighed. "What do you want from me?"

"Well let's just say the Goddess pitied you mortal." Death said monotonously. 

"And the fact that Death and I were bored helped as well." Lucifer smirked. "Right, Death?"

Death nodded thoughtfully as he rubbed his chin. "Yes, boredom. Well, it never ends well." He shrugged. 

"Regardless, you'll be reborn." Lucifer smirked. 

Anastacius sweat dropped and sighed. "So, where will I be reborn in? Or rather in which noble family?"

Lucifer and Death looked at each other and then looked at Anastacius with a smile that put Cheshire Cat to shame.

I have a bad feeling about this...Anastacius thought nervously. A cold sweat went down his spine as he heard their sadistic chuckles.

"You will be reborn as Anastacius Agriche the eldest of the Agriche siblings." Death said.

Anastacius furrowed his brows at the unfamiliar name. "Agriche? I see. I haven't hear about them."

"That's because the place you will be reborn in will not be in Obelia or your dimension for that matter. You will be reborn in a different dimension." Lucifer said.

"I see. It would be good if I could get some information about them." Anastacius said.

Lucifer crossed his arms. "Well, since I'm a benevolent being I'll grant you the knowledge of the world and who they are. They're my favourite family after all." He said and snapped his fingers. The next thing Anastacius knew was pain and being bombarded by images or rather memories.

Death rolled his eyes. "Benevolent my ass." he muttered as he watched the blonde's trembling figure which was caused by the pain of receiving so many memories at the same time. He almost pitied the blonde. Almost.

"My favourite psychotic family." Lucifer said knowingly while ignoring Death's comment.

Anastacius gasped and breathed heavily as the memories were finished. This family...Anastacius hummed and looked at them. Darkness is the embodiment of Agriche...a family of Killers...and Psychopaths....A wicked smile formed on his face. How amusing~

"Now that you have the information. Good luck!" Lucifer said and snapped his fingers sending Anastacius away. 

Death looked at Lucifer. "I'm assuming you did something rash while you were sending him away."

Lucifer smirked in response.

Death smirked. "That's fine. Because I did as well."

"Never knew you had in you, Death."

"Boredom changes people."

"Touche."

Agriche Household 

"It's a boy, My lady!" A maid exclaimed before giving the newborn to his mother.

The mother looked at her new son and smiled gently. She caressed her son's blonde hair and gasped when she saw blue eyes that seemed like jewels staring back at her. She smiled. "Your name will be Anastacius. I hope you survive in this family and forgive this weak mother of yours for bringing to such a cruel world."

Anastacius blinked in response before smiling slightly. 

Doors slammed open and a man walked in. "Clarabelle! Where is the baby?"

Clarabelle looked up at the man and tightened her hold on her baby. "Lant." 

Anastacius narrowed his eyes at the man. Ah so this is my father now. Interesting. 

Lant narrowed his eyes at the baby who was glaring at him and smirked. "It seems he might be worthy as my eldest child after all." Lant looked at Clarabelle. "What's his name?"

"A-Anastacius." Clarabelle said nervously. 

 Lant hummed and looked at the shivering maids. "Make sure they are well cared after. If I see a single strand missing on his head you'll wish you could die." he glared at them before glancing at Anastacius and then left without another word.