He was the sunshine that woke you in the morning. The joy that motivated you. The wisdom that guided you. The loyalty that protected you. He was everything you ever wanted.
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Silence remained among the three. The grip on the taller one grew firmer as the other two closed in. I began to hyperventilate as my heart rate rose. The next thing I knew, I only saw black.
I passed out...
When I came to, I heard voices speaking lowly. One voice in particular overpowered the others, but the voice wasn't speaking in English. And neither were the others. However, that one in particular was familiar.
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As I looked up, I found Joji 1 looking over at me, unamused. He sat on a black throne, one leg propped up on one of the armrests while his back rested on the other. His eyes were black again. The tall stranger held my left arm, while the stout one held my right. The woman stood in front of me.
"Ah........ (Y/N)." That was all I could pull out of that sentence. Joji was speaking entirely in Japanese.
"J-Joji, what the fuck are you doing!? Stop this!"
He tilted his head. "Joji?" He started. The rest of it was in Japanese before he repeated his own name again.
"Ah..." He pointed at himself. "Joji."
Did he forget who he was...?
It seemed like he was trying to ask me something in Japanese, but I couldn't understand.
"Joji, you know I don't speak Japanese."
He looked over at the woman, who translated for him. Joji scoffed before trying to explain very slowly.
He pointed at himself. "Akuma. Joji..." Then he made an "X" with his hands. Like this: 🙅🏻♂️
Akuma... where have I heard that word before...
I thought for a moment before it finally hit me. One of my favorite manga, D. Gray Man, used the word "akuma" a lot because the main character hunted them with his colleagues. The akuma were demons.
Wait, so this isn't Joji... Holy shit!
My eyes widened. The demon smirked at my horror, realizing that I understand. Then he kicked the woman's foot before pointing to me.
The woman turned around before speaking to me. "Master Amaimon would like me to translate for you."
She waited for Amaimon to finish speaking, then, she translated.
"As you may know, there are two dimensions of this planet. And you might have noticed that one is in a much better state than the other. That is because I am in full control over this realm." She paused again as he let out a chuckle, then continued.
"This boy piqued my interest because his bloodline carried the key to the doorway between these dimensions. I thought that if I had this boy's body, I could traverse to the next realm, and claim that one as my own as well. However, it seems that it isn't that simple. Though, I did notice that he spends quite a lot of time with you, my dear..." He smirked.
I scoffed. "So what?"
The woman translated. "So... you must know how he does it. Tell me, and I'll make you my right hand monarch when I conquer that realm." He smirked, quite sure that any human would jump at an opportunity like this.
Apparently, he didn't know me very well. I decided to lie.
"Even if I did know how he does it, why the hell would I want to be your partner? You're a smelly old demon. I bet you don't even know how to brush your teeth."
The woman translated to Amaimon. He scoffed.
"Clearly you're unaware of who you're talking to." The woman translated once more. "I'm meant to control this realm and the next. And I did, before it was split in half..."
He slammed his fist on the armrest near his back. He was shouting now. The woman's voice trembled.
"I am the Prince of Hell, the King of Earth! Satan's second eldest son! This world is mine! You will tell me how he does it, or suffer the consequences."
"Pff. I ain't scared of you."
He cackled before pointing at himself.
"But you do fear to lose him, don't you? What if I made him bleed to death... wouldn't that be delicious?" He cackled again.
I was scared for a moment, but then, I remembered. "Hah, you're bluffing. You need Joji's body because no one else can do it."
He cackled once more.
"Oh, sweet human. Do you really think he's that special? Love truly is blind. He's got cousins and aunts and uncles and parents that are all alive, carrying the same blood. He's not that crucial. I just got him because he was the closest."
My heart dropped into my stomach. He wasn't really going to kill him... was he?
"So you see... you could cooperate and tell me how he does it, or, I could kill your precious lover and find someone else. Father will deal with you later."
He let out that crazy anime villain cackle that every weeb knew.
Wait... Father... he's the son of Satan right? He's gonna call Satan to deal with me!?
So I can either tell him and jeopardize everything I know... or not tell him and jeopardize... everything I know.
I'm between a rock and a hard place... and I'll lose either way.
