(Y/N Pov)
It's around midnight and I've stayed awake the entire time basically waiting for the two girls in my bed to fall asleep. We just used a random drawing since today I'm sleeping with my peerage due to me having to talk with them a bit so I just slept at the house they're at. Today was Rumi and Delta which sucks for me since it means it'll be hard to get out of bed. Both girls have insane grip strength but thankfully after a very slow 45 minutes, I got out. Walking out of the room I head to the living room, looking around I make sure no one is around before teleporting to my house in hell. Once the light disappears from the magic I see Shalltear along with the Pleiades all standing there seemingly expecting me.
Shalltear: Greeting Lord Y/N, what brings you here today?
Me: I need to go there.
Her eyes change from a look of happiness to seriousness as she's one of the few people who know of the place I'm talking about.
Shalltear: Pleiades, make sure no one comes into the armory at any cost.
Pleiades: Yes ma'am.
All of them disappear from sight as Shalltear leads the way to the armory. Walking up to the armory door, 2 of the 6 maids are standing in front of the door but I can sense the another two hiding in the shadows. Shalltear steps to the side as I place my hand on the door. Putting some magic into it I step back as the doors open on their own. Two gusts of wind wisp past me before I see Yuri Alpha and Narberal Gamma both standing in front of the hidden door inside the armory. Walk past many weapons which are considered magical to normal devils and angels I get to the door. Lifting my hand up I grab the knife which Shalltear has held up for me. Taking a deep breath I slice my thumb before placing it in the middle of the door. Keeping my hand up I see the glow beginning to show magic runes that start glowing red. Once all the runes are complete I pull my hand away which Shalltear grabs and quickly heals.
Shalltear: We shall wait for you out here my lord and protect you with our lives.
I nod before heading inside and Shalltear closes the door behind me. Walking through the darkness which not even a devil can see inside I do my best to remember the route. Thankfully I do and I stop before dozens of lights turn on showing the strongest weapons and armor my clan has ever collected. There are many in here that take an insane amount of skill but there's only one I'm looking for right now. Walking past the other weapons I make it to a side room where I knock on the door. Inside the room, I hear a very soft monotone voice say to come in. Walking inside it's almost completely dark except a light at a desk. In the room you can see... a lot of stuff all over the place from beakers sitting on random places to giant wrenches to weapons. Walking up to the person at the desk who is a female elf with long brown hair with bangs and purple eyes under a continuously sleepy gaze. She's wearing a black shirt you'd wear to sleep with a white long skirt.
Me: Good evening Eta.
She just nods at me as she turns around to look at me. She's not one to talk much which I've come to expect from her but I know she usually means well. She is kind of a mad scientist though as her motto is "Development always comes with sacrifices".
Me: I need a request done from you within the week. I know it's a hard task but I need you to come up with something that can affect the Phenex clan's healing factor. Whether that's fully nullifying it or just weakening it. Think you can do it?
She spins around to look at some things which I would never be able to understand before she turns around. She nods once again making me smile as I walk up to her and kiss her on the top of her head. Moving back I can see a blush on her face. I'm about to leave when she speaks up for the first time since I arrived.
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Pillar of Hatred
FanfictionThe 73rd pillar of hell, otherwise known as the Pillar of Hatred reigned over a lot of hell secretly due to their overwhelming numbers and power. Not many dared to stand up against them until everything came crashing down due to their own people. A...