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He steps closer to me.

"See, Belial is due for replacement. He's a good devil, yeah, but what he's doing with the humans is absurd."Hades says.

"I can't kill him. I'm his god. He doesn't trust me, he'll have his guard up, but you dear."he says, making me jump as he places his hands on my shoulders.

"You're starting to accept him. He's starting to trust you. It's perfect, when you two are having your next altercation yeah?"he says before seemingly pulling a blade out of no where.

"You take this, and stab it into his heart."

"S-stab him? I-i can't do that, I've never hurt anyone before in my life."I stutter.

"Don't think of it as hurting him, think of ending your suffering, you poor poor child."he says, carefully placing the blade into my hands.

"Now, you do this, I'll reverse all the damage Belial has done, and hey I can even get you back into good standing with your lord."he says, making my breathing hitch.

"H-how do I even go about-"he cuts me off.

"It doesn't matter how you go about it,  all that matters is that it happens."he says, stepping away from me.

I turn to face him.

"And if I fail?"I say, making him smile.

"I'm going to curse you with immortality. I'll banish Belial myself, and then you'll have to come with me."he says, stepping closer until my legs hit the bed, causing me to sit down.

He leans down to me.

"I'm not nice, like Belial. I am the god of all things disgusting, and vile. What do you think will happen to a sweet little human like you in my underworld?"he says.

This makes me shake a bit as he sits up.

"Anyway. I'll give you 3 months. And remember, I can hear your prayers."he says with a sarcastic smile.

He then walks back to the corner he was in when we first met.

"Fortunam tibi vellem, sed nihil tale est."he says.

Then he chuckles before disappearing into a cloud of black smoke.

My shaking hands grip the twisted looking dagger. How do I even hide this thing? It's a 9 inch twisted looking monster dagger.

I huff, placing the dagger in my lap and then cupping my face. How did I manage to get myself wrapped up in this?

All because I wanted to know more about my...mother...

I sit up.

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