Satan

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The interior of the whole palace was very unique and nice, with a dash of twisted since Satan is the king of evil after all. There were many portraits of martyrs being tortured beyond suffering, and Cody got a squeamish feeling in his stomach just by looking at some of them.

Although, there weren't just paintings of torture. It turns out there were paintings of many rock, metal, jazz, and classical musicians mounted on the wall, indicating that the dark lord is a bug music lover.

Loona kept close to him and the rest of his friends close behind him to make sure nothing bad will happen to him. This was the first time that any of them had been inside the king of Hell's castle and not just Cody. It seemed like a big honor for them to be inside the walls of this luxurious palace. Baphomet was walking in front of them as the escort and more sounds of his large hooves clopping were heard as he walked. "Everything will be ok, Cody." said Loona. "I promise you will be fine."

"I know Loona. Especially since you guys are here. The group then followed Baphomet upstairs to the tallest room in this palace, and there was a throne in the far center of the room.

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The throne was red and when the music blared after the weird intro, a demon looking tall and handsome appeared from the throne and a line of pyromania flames erupted from the steps that were in front of the throne like a small heavy metal concert. The demon was in a nice, white suit and looked almost human with blonde hair and black gloves and a cane. "Ah, welcome." he said in a deep voice.

"My lord." said Baphomet before bowing down to his king. "The deed you requested is done. Here is the boy for you."

"Excellent, Baphomet." said the dark lord before going down from his throne to greet everyone. The demons behind Cody then bowed in respect as their leader, and, not wanting to anger him, Cody did the same. The king walked closer and closer and Cody's heart was pounding before seeing how Satan was right in front of him. The kid looked up at him as he was giving a smug smile. "Cody Laurent." he said, "A pleasure to meet you at last. "I am Satan, but you probably knew that by now."

"I've read about you."

"Of course you have." said the Dark Lord with his left eyebrow raised. "rise, child."

Cody reluctantly did just that and stood up. "Well, i guess there's no need to tell you my name... sir."

"Not really. No."

"So, how did you find out about me?"

"This world below Earth." said Satan, "is my domain. This is my world, and I see all." he slowly motioned his hand behind him to show how much power he has down here. "Plus!" he sounded more upbeat. "I saw you on the news playing bongos for Octavia Goetia. Along with the video of you playing Guitar Warrior that many demons have posted here."

"Oh. That's right." said Cody. "I mean... are you actually Satan?"

"Cody," Loona gently warned him.

"No, no, it's alright. Yes. I most certainly am. The chieftain of the fallen angels."

"I mean no disrespect. It's just that, I was expecting you to have horns and goat legs, or demon wings, something like that." Cody said.

"Well," Satan had a devious look on his face. "Admittedly, this isn't even my real form. I can show you if you would like."

"Not a good idea." said Blitzo.

"No, it's ok guys." Cody reassured. "I've seen scarier things."

"You're a brave one. I will certainly commend you for that, Cody." His eyes turned red all over his corneas and a flame appeared around him, showing him his true form, which was a larger appearance, a little taller than Baphomet, and he had long, ram-like horns and pointy ears and eyes blazing fire. Yes, this had to be the most accurate form of what he would be like. "I AM YOUR OVERLORD!" he sang. "EVERYTHING ABOVE AND BELOW! I AM YOU OVERLORD, THE EXODUS OF YOUR WILL, AND ALL THAT YOU EVER KNOW!" he roared at the ceiling. "But don't let that fool you." he sounded more calm and collected now. "I'm a music lover and I always love to put on a good show."

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