After crossing paths, Azael and Red made their way to the city called, Valra, there they walked into a bar and it was of no help, but a mysterious drinker at the bar offered to help them as he is also looking for the demon lords. The mysterious drinker let them to a beautiful garden guarded by a guardian with incredible magic abilities, asking her for help, she refused, causing Azael to retaliate against her, but the drinker from going too far with the fight. He told Azael and Red about his past, and Azael asked him to join him on this quest, and he'll help Meliodas get his revenge from both the demon lords and the angels.
*The Fallen World's fallen institute*
In the bedroom of one of Azazel's children, Tristan Whirlwind, the arrogant, the strong, the womanizer, is sleeping with 12 women and their all naked. One of Azazel's mistresses, Miranda, she is beautiful, and she is wearing a dress that shows her cleavage and is knocking on the door to Tristan's room.
Miranda: Young master Tristan? Young master Tristan?
She walks in and finds Tristan dead asleep with his women.
Miranda: Young master!!
Tristan: What? What's going on? [He mumbles incoherently]
Miranda: It is time for your bath, young master. Your father summons you to his study after breakfast.
Tristan: Five more minutes. [He rolls over and sleeps on one of the women's boobs, then her snores]
Miranda: [Gets very annoyed] Young... master? [Starts to yell] Young master Tristan, wake up!!
Time passed, and Tristan just got in his huge bath in a serene, indulgent space, and women are pampering him, washing him, as their all blushing.
Tristan: [Yawns]
Another of Azazel's children, the one who visited Azael last time, Dusk approached Tristan while he's drinking tea.
Dusk: Look who's finally awake.
Tristan: Dusk, don't you have a mission?
Dusk: Come on, brother, this is my week off, plus, I found my divine tressure.
Tristan: Really? Does that include the contract.
Dusk: Ahem... no. Not the contract.
Tristan: Then your divine tressure is useless.
Dusk: That's not the point. [Gets frustrated]
Tristan: That is the point.
Dusk: No, the point is...
Tristan: The point is that a divine treasure is useless unless you sign the contract that activates it.
Dusk: [Scoffs] You're so hard to speak with.
Tristan: Anyway, where's Zekiel and Azran? Are they still on their missions?
Dusk: Obviously. I don't know who it's taking them so long. It's been 4 years.
Tristan: Well, if you're complaining, it's gonna take Azael longer to finish his mission.
Dusk: Good, I can't stand dealing with a young fallen, especially one as arrogant as you, Tristan.
Tristan: Hey, you still love our little brother more than any of us. You did spend 9 months attending to his needs as an infant.
Dusk: Do you really have to mention that?
Tristan: [Smirks] Why? You embarrassed? Don't be little brother.
Dusk: I...
"Tristan!" Azazel yells as he walks in, and all the mistresses bow down.
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The Fallen Fantasy: The First Arc
FantasyIn a world of darkness, an 8-year-old fallen angel boy is driven by loyalty to his father. Trained to fight and kill, he's sent to vanquish the 7 demon lords. But when he meets a 9-year-old boy, they form an unbreakable bond, becoming brothers in ar...
