Lucifer's Spawn: Reignited

Belligerent Poolside Buffoonery

Y/n stretched his body as the sun shone through the window. The light reflected off of his toned chest as beads of sweat rolled down his upper body. The woman laying next to him was fast asleep by this point.

He looked out of the window before he was brought back to a darker morning.

One of the souls within the crown was powerful enough that it's abilities bled through its seal, one of the abilities was a limited form of dimension hopping.

He could go to parallel worlds, but not distantly departed dimensions.

For now anyway.

Anyway. He was brought back to that rainy morning in a tavern in one of those parallel worlds. He was covered in blood from his now former peerage who had gone stray due to their hubris.

Y/n's hair reached down to his upper back and he had dragged himself into the tavern. The wooden chair creaked under the weight of the devil as he slumped back.

The bartender walked over and put his hand on Y/n's shoulder.

Bartender: "Young man. I assume you took care of those demons that possessed your friends?"

Y/n: "... Yeah. They've been dealt with."

The bartender looked Y/n in the eyes as he stood to go and collect another quest from the nearby quest board.

Bartender: "There are no available quests for you, young man."

Y/n: "I can see some quite clearly."

Bartender: "Aye. They're there. But they won't be for you until you find your feet once more."

Y/n looked at the bartender as he fished a key out from a drawer under the bar.

He handed the young devil the key with a smile.

Bartender: "Alright. If you must have a quest, then I shall give you one. First though, answer my questions."

Y/n: "Shoot."

Bartender: "How long has it been since you last had some water?"

Y/n was surprised by the question, but answered honestly.

Y/n: "A day and a half, give or take a few hours."

The bartender frowned as he nodded to the small sentient mushroom that he worked with.

Bartender: "And... How long since you last ate something substantial?"

Y/n: "... Last full meal I had was about... Eight days ago. Been living off of small snacks."

The bartender nodded to the little mushroom creature again and it ran into the kitchen at the back of the tavern.

The bartender then looked into Y/n's eyes with a grave expression.

Bartender: "Now then. How long since you last slept?"

Y/n was still so confused. Why the odd questions? He wanted to know. But something compelled him to answer honestly.

Y/n: "... Three months. Roughly anyway."

The bartender frowned again and stayed silent for a bit before he spoke again.

Bartender: "Then my quest for you is this. Eat and Drink your fill. Then rest and allow your body and mind to heal."

Y/n: "... Why?"

The bartender smiled warmly at the young devil.

Bartender: "Because. Whether or not this world is truly your home, one must always take care of themselves. If they don't... then I will. That's all there is to it."