Ashes, fire, bellows and a throne, a crumbled kingdom was everything Magnus had, well, not even him, not yet.
-My son, have you decided already?
The current king entered the room, redish dust accompanied him. His index finger traced one of the dusty window, which had some fissures. Through it, beasts similar to eagles flew in the distance. Fire, dust, sand, death trees and lives decorated the landscape. Everything all around them had the color of blood, the smell of sulfur.
-About what?
Of course Magnus knew what his father was refering to, yet, he layed on the enormous velvet sofa, decorated with multiple embroideries. He examined his ringed fingers, then the crocked candles and their dim light.
-You already know. I want an answer. -Replied Asmodeus, his voice seemed calm, but his eyes expressed certain rage.
Magnus sighed, his cat eyes met his father's. Slowly, he reincorporated and streched in a quite catish way, accidently kicking a pile of yellowish books.
-Okay, I'll be the suprem leader of this filthy lair and bla, bla, bla...
Asmodeus eyes shined with eagerness, until Magnus spoke again.
-But I want something first... I want to stay in the mundane world for a while.
-What? -Asmodeus couldn't believe what he heard. -You must have lost your judgement!
-Of course not. You know my wish is to become king, to be as powerful as you... But once I accept that, I wont be able to get out of here, and the world outside there has a lot to show.
-You've seen enough, haven't you?
-What's the meaning of enough for someone who's inmortal?
Again, they deeply stared each other, moving not even a bit.
That's how Magnus ended up in New York. Little did he know about the wonders he was about to discover.
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🌇 Edom's King
FanfictionAsmodeus wanted his son so bad to be the king, to take the leadership and reign Edom. However, Magnus had other plans before chaining himself to that horrid realm. A trip to New York changed everything with the blink of an eye. Without expecting i...