True Magician

Chapter 51

Lucifer's old castle.

The whole building was shaking and slowly crumbling. The chandeliers swayed from side to side, threatening to fall and shatter, the plaster cracked and crumbled, and the glass in the windows burst, making an unpleasant popping sound.

It wasn't just the castle that was affected. The Underworld itself sang and cheered, welcoming him...

Goetia, Beast I. Demon God King.

And all because I had relegated my consciousness to the background and given it control over my body, becoming an observer. Goetia, on the other hand, changed the body's appearance to Solomon, but sinister and intimidating. The same one he took on in the anime, that is, with eyes as red as blood and fangs instead of human teeth. And a shroud of demonic power formed around his body, with which the Underworld resonated.

I was now in the mental space representing Ars Paulina, surrounded by seventy-two Pillars, which were giant columns with shining emblems of demons on them. My gaze was directed at the wide plasma TV that was broadcasting Goetia's point of view. And in my hand was a basket of popcorn, which I was munching on.

Seeing the change in both appearance and aura, those around me backed away and looked fearfully at Goetia. Private demons fell to their knees or fainted. Shalba, Cruzeray, and Katerea clutched at their chests as if trying to take away the pain there. Rizevim, on the other hand, cast Beast I a very wary and concerned look. His hands were trembling and his lips were quivering, as if he was... frightened. Exactly like the look of a pig being led to slaughter.

How funny.

- Indeed," Goetia said mentally as he looked at Rizevim, "Pathetic and frightened. And this is a descendant of the first Seraphim? I even feel a little sorry for the first Fallen.

- Likewise. - added the demon Leviathan.

Hmm? Unexpectedly, one of the demons of the Deadly Sins spoke up. Each of the seven is pretty reserved, and most of the time doesn't react to anything. But okay, time to watch the show.

- Identify yourself, blood of the Fallen Seraphim. - Goetia began in the most dramatic way possible.

- Rizevim Lebanon Lucifer, - Rizevim said monotonously and mechanically, and then widened his eyes in surprise - Who are you? Why are you in the body of Romani Archaman? Why do your mere presence make demons tremble? Why does your presence make me tremble?

- I did not give you the right to ask questions, Lucifer's blood," Goetia said slowly, and the mouth of Rizevim, who wanted to object, closed instantly. His hands frantically ran over his mouth and tried to force it open, but to no avail - You are nothing but a pacifier. Weak, scared, and pathetic. What makes you think you have the right to want what you want? The Underworld is the antithesis of Heaven itself. The other half of balance. Eternal and unbreakable. Even He knew that and did nothing to destroy it. And you, tainted blood, want to cause chaos and disrupt it? Answer me, Lucifer's blood, what drives you?

- That's what demons were created for. To cause chaos and destruction. - In a robot-like tone, Rizevim replied.

- Absurd! - amplified Goetia's voice - Demons do not care about chaos and destruction. They are only ideas imposed by outsiders. Those who were not born here. The true goal of the demons was, is and will be only one idea. The oath they took. The oath we took: "The preservation of the demon race and the prosperity of the Underworld."

How interesting.

Goetia is not a native of this world, yet he speaks with such profound wisdom about the purpose of the demon race. I don't know what the demons in the Nasuverse were doing before Solomon subjugated them, but I suppose it is exactly as Goetia said.