There’s this nagging feeling that Albert should go back to the mortal realm. He never thought of it before while he was still drinking his weight in the pub with Malacoda even after the Duchess had already left.
Then it hit him like a meteor to earth, he had left Mike with the man who proclaimed his father but actually the Duke of Hell.
Now, he felt bad for just leaving him, but he needed space away from Mike. He chose the other after all. But he couldn’t just stay away from Mike despite his feelings, they made a deal, and it’s his duty to hold up his end.
Albert fears that something wrong might happen to Mike. But that’s for him to know and other’s to never find out. Rationally, he knew he jshouldn’t have left him in the first place if his warning bells of the suspicious man is to go by.
He won’t be able to forgive himself if something were to happen to Mike.
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Albert returns to quite a spectacular sight. From the outside, Mike’s apartment doesn’t look disturbed but after he got passed the door, the mess already tells him that whatever happened in his absence, it rapidly went south.
He sees Mike laying on his own puddle of blood, not moving.
He took a step towards the still body, staring at it its lifeless eyes. Albert is doused in sheer shock and cold despair. He seemed to forgot how to breathe.
“M-Mike?” He calls out in a stutter, he never thought he’d experience. Well, Albert never did once thought that he’d feel this kind of fear.
“This isn’t funny, Mike!”
Sounds of footsteps reached Albert’s sharp ears but he ignored it in favor of gritting his teeth, clenching his hands to fists and glaring at Mike’s still body.
“Ahh, the man of the hour has arrived.”
Even without turning around, Albert knew that it was the Duke of Hell. It was only for one reason why he would stay around after his kill, it was to wait for Albert’s arrival.
So he turned to face him, if only to grace the man’s hard work.
Mike’s father is in his demon form, with his arms crossed and looking at him with a sinister grin.
“How nice to see you again. But it saddens me to inform you that you have no one to come back to here.”
“Astaroth” Albert bared his teeth as he said the demon’s name before him. He clenched his fists tighter and unsurprisingly, anger and hatred filled him. “YOU BASTARD!!”
The demon had the gall to chuckle. “You don’t have to praise me.”
“I’m gonna fucking rip you to shreds!!” Albert shouts in his fury.
In a split second, the air stilled and they have entered a still space. Right away, Albert summoned his execution axe and dashes towards the Duke who looked rather amused and jovial even.
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The Devil's Lure
ParanormalA young man who only wants peace in his life... A Demon who only has one desire... What will happen if their fates crossed path? Created by D.O.G. Artist, editor and writer: elscythe Character design, and writer: CheshireAki Editor, and writer: Mari...