Demon Sovereignty: Retake Our Freedom

[Era of Hell] Part 73: The Might of the Deceiver

But who are you really?

A demon.

Demon, you say? Don't be stupid. I can feel you trembling. In your body, in your soul.

What are you trying to say? Me, trembling? What a joke.

Knock it off. You are lying. Hey, I feel it. You are a devil, aren't you? 

WHAT?!

Why are you trying to hide that fact? No, I have a better question. From whom are you hiding that fact? 

I...

Can't speak? You are hiding that information from yourself, I guess. Why? Are you scared? Are you afraid? Are you really afraid of your own powers?!

N... No...

Then, answer me. Who are demons, devils, and angels?

I—I... Don't know.

But I do know the answer. 

There are many answers to that—

Oh, you are wrong, so wrong.

Then?!

Space is the soul. Heaven is the mind. Hell is the heart. Every demon, or specifically speaking, emotions, are born from Hell, the heart. Angels are the manifestations of justice within one's self. And Hell is where the fun is. Devils are walking emotions, just like demons. Get it? This is balance.

HELL

"Ah, finally, finally! How many centuries has it been?"

"I see I see. You felt it, too, didn't you?"

slowly and nonchalantly, Adam came into view from the darkness below Hell itself. His red, dark charcoal eyes dimly lit up the dark, empty corners of Hell and with a loud sigh, he sat onto the blazing hot ground, nothing but malevolence in his eyes and soul. With a gentle stroke, he threw his long hair back and revealed his face which was full of scars. His beard had grown even larger than before, reaching all the way to his chest. "Helion. The puny archangels. Soon enough, their fake reign will end." His voice sounded like an actual thunder, shaking the whole Hell without effort. His red aura was so gigantic that it reached the whole dimension, covering every demon there, making them more evil in nature. "Akshar counts himself as a mighty figure, when, in reality, Heaven is using him. Xenon! You feel it, right?! The powers which created Hell are near."

Below the cliffs of Hell, where Adam and Xenon had a conversation, a lonely devil stood there, motionless. "Captain? C—Captain?! Who is that?!" Looking upward, one of the guards spoke in amazement. "His aura is incredible! I have never seen that person before! His aura is... Is just a star, burning me alive!"

The Sovereign of Sorrow, Azazel Eveningstar, was one of the most powerful entities within the lower levels of Hell. "Calm down," his quiet, dark, soft voice reverbed. "Don't look at him."

"But why?! He is just like gold! I am a powerful guard, I want to work under him!"

"I know that you are powerful, Kiri." Azazel slowly put his hands together under a large black robe he was wearing. "Most of the Kings here would love to have you as a guard. But still, don't look at him. His name is Xenon, the Sin of Green."

"Woah! I have decided!"

"What now?" A sigh was heard from Azazel. "Keep your eyes out of him. Because everyone who has looked at him..."

Suddenly, the guard's head exploded violently, blood splattering like a volcano, painting the blood-drenched walls more crimson.

"...die out of Aura Withering."