That Goddamned Devil

[16] The Fall

It has been exactly a week ever since the mortal was imprisoned.

The young prince and his friends would always come around to stay and chat with him until there were signs of the king going down the chambers.

It was long, tiring and boring. Especially when he was deprived of Dabi's being alone. Oh, how he wished he could cuddle up with him. He was sure that Hawks, who was taking guard from time to time grew sick and tired of the mortal mumbling about Dabi everytime he came around and checked up on him.

"A-are you sure that it's wise to keep him up for long? I mean, Dabi isn't even here." Tomura heard a stranger's voice. Oh, what's this? Who is this person?

"Oi scoundrel. Visitor." The archangel sneered, pushing an albino demon inside his cell before locking the door.

"H-hello." The demon stuttered, dippimg his head. Tomura could only give as much as a nod as his voice had betrayed him. "I'm Natsuo Todoroki. Shouto's older brother and Touya's younger brother. Third in line of the Todoroki heir, nice to meet you." He introduced himself.

Now, this was interesting. He was related to Shouto, but who was Touya? "Uh, Shigaraki Tomura. Uh, a mortal, I guess. Who is Touya?" The mortal had found back his voice and had asked the shorter male in front of him.

"Oh, right, you know him as Dabi." There it was, his answer. Shigaraki immediately lit up once he heard his personal demon's name and Natsuo took note of it. "I-is he okay?" Desperation was laced in his voice as he asked Natsuo the question. He wanted to know if that annoying noirette was alright but all he got was a shrug of the shoulders.

"I honestly don't know." The demon's simple yet difficult to interpret answer left the twenty-two year old young adult stumped.

"I haven't seen him in ages, to be frank. I wonder what's he up to. Anyway, I'll be taking my leave. See you." Natsuo immediately left the cell once he saw how broken the mortal was. He was attached to the Satan and it was beyond repair.

On the way back up the castle, a pregnant silence hung above the Demon Lord's son and the archangel.

"He's attached to him." Natsuo spoke up, eager to break the uncomfortable silence. "I know. It's unhealthy." Was Hawks' reply. Before the albino could say anymore, Hawks stopped dead on his tracks and stared straight ahead. "He's a Satanist. Of course, he worships that Satan."

Shigaraki Tomura has fell too deep into Hell and now he cannot get back up.