A loud thundering noise erupts into the atmosphere as thick black clouds filled the air. The clouds were so dark that nothing could be seen through them. Frost appeared covering the whole place as moist grass withers into dust.
Beleth scanned around as she walked, the screams of humans filled the air, her steps bringing forth nothing but catastrophe. Her eyes shone brightly radiating power, she glanced as demons surrounded her, bonding humans in chains as they drag them along the stony part, their skin peeling as blood oozed out without mercy. The sky turned red and began to bleed, rain of blood poured down on earth as more blood streams down the sky touching the moon which changed blazing red.
Humans ran but were quickly surrounded by demons who touched them capturing their souls into total darkness.
Beleth looked up, her claws elongated as the evil in her was so strong and fierce that all she wanted to do was to kill. Holding a human bleeding face, her claws pierced on his face as more blood ooze out, the man screamed for mercy pleading for his life, she smirked, her face showed no sign of pity, without further thought, she pierces her hand into his body bringing out his heart as more blood flowed. More dead humans surrounded her but the alive ones were taken into the underworld by the demons who cheered happily at their victory.
An overpowering earthquake filled the earth as a liquid of boiling fire sprung from the ground flowing towards the land. With her legs on the liquid fire, Her eyes blazing red as hell, she began to sing beautifully as more disaster came forth. Buildings began to collapse as she watched humans crushed down by it. Rivers flowed out of their borders and flooded the earth drowning so many souls.
Along with her sisters, they captured more souls and sent them to Lucifer who watched with keen eyes how the world began to destroy. More was coming, dangerous that no human will be able to withstand. With the church down, nuns and priests dead within a blink of an eye, Lucifer grinned in hopeful thoughts intending to swipe away the hope of humanity forever.
Footsteps were heard approaching a large room beneath the underworld. Demons turned, their eyes gazing with fear as the figure appeared closer heading towards Lucifer who sat on his throne surrounded with the 6 princes of hell.
Beleth's eyes gazed at her father who looked up at her with an assuring look on his face.
"Father, you sent for me" Beleth let out, her eyes sterned with power as she rubbernecks at her father, the six princes stared at her with mixed emotions as her strong powers radiated so vital, her face evilly beautiful to look at.
Lucifer glared at her with red overwhelming eyes, his claws slowly scratching his throne as strong heat and a cold sensation filled the room.
"The humans have so far been killed and some brought into hostage, but I want more pain, more death, more disaster, crises beyond imagination" Lucifer's eyes flickered with great terror as the 6 princes around him flinched in fear of his wrath, their heads all bowed down as no one dared to look at his face.
A smirk appeared on Beleth's face as her eyes locked with her father, "More death indeed" she spoke with a deadly smirk on her face, "You don't have to worry about that father, I am your instrument and your wish is my command. Those weaklings called humans have overstayed their time on earth, now it's time for you to take what is rightfully yours. Tears will flow, the pain will flourish with intense emotions that no heart will be able to withstand, I will make them pay dearly with their lives and the lives of their children. I will do more, trust me father" she assured him with extraordinary bravery in her stern eyes.
With a satisfying look on his face, Lucifer scowled at her, his face held no hint of a smile as his forehead twisted in a hardened look.
"Go and come back with excellent result" he ordered.
Bowing down swiftly, Beleth smiled and walked out of the room, her footsteps echoing through the large hall.
Lucifer stared at the 6 princes beside him, a furious expression filled his face, his stare so deadly and powerful as his claws elongated in dismay.
"There is a blistering priest on his way to stop me," He announced aloud, his voice tremendous as thunder as the ancient demons who stared from above shiver in panic.
Abadon's hands hardened in a fist, he knew it was that young priest, that young man he hated with his whole immortality that he wanted nothing but to watch him die in his hands.
"My lord" Abadon let out, his head bowed as he dared not to look up at Lucifer's face.
"He is the young priest the prophecy talked about," he said with tensed voice, "But I can go into the world and have him killed instantly" he ascertained with pride in his voice.
Lucifer's gaze fixed on him, slowly, he stokes his throne with his claws, his sharp nails piercing through it.
His gaze left Abadon as he glanced at the demons surrounded in the hall one after the other.
"The prophecy" Lucifer proclaimed loudly, the ground began to tremble in utmost anguish.
"Never!!" He roared fiercely, his voice so alarming that the demons present quivered in apprehension as they dreaded his anger.
"No prophecy will come and hinder my plans. That will never happen!. Imagine...." His eyes glinted around in mockery, "A young unskilled mortal to stop me!, I, Lucifer!, the prince of darkness, Lord of the underworld, The captured of perishing souls. Never!" He growled as his eyes shimmered in deep anger.
Quickly, he rested his eyes on Abadon who sat with his head bowed down.
"Abadon!" He roared mightily filled with power.
Still fixed at his spot with his head low in respect, Abadon nodded, "My Lord" he responded calmly.
Lucifer's breathing was so loud that it echoed along with the screams of dying souls, "Go into the world, Look for him and make sure you kill him, don't fail me!" He warned embodied with authority.
Abadon stood up and bowed graciously, "As you wish my Lord and King" he honored and vanished immediately.
With his gaze fixed at the distance, Lucifer stared, his lips twisted in a smirk.
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The ray of the scorching sun pierce on Filippo, he walked further, his eyes surveying around as he proceeds deeper. His face held a strong expression as the cries of birds filled his ears. He didn't sleep at all last night after his encounter with the temptress demon. Shoving the thought off his mind, he sauntered deeper, the heat of the sun compressing him.
Dipping his hand into his bag, he brought out a bottle of water, making the sign of the cross, he opened the lid and quickly gulp down its content which refreshed him. Putting the bottle back into the bag, he brought out the map and carefully studied it with passion. His mind went back to the chief, exhaling deeply, he wondered if he is still alive but if he isn't, he is grateful for his help. With a courageous mind, Filippo is determined to journey deeper, find Maria, and hope more disaster won't befall mankind.
Looking up, he noticed that the bright sun began to fade away like a high thunderstorm was approaching. A mighty wind began to blow which shoved the map away from his hand. Filippo ran after the map as the wind became fierce shoving it afar from him. With great sensation, he ran after the flowing map which moved far away from him without halting.
Filippo moved after it as he held his bag tightly, with huge difficulty, he finally caught the map with panting breath. As he shoved it into his bag, he heard a growl behind him. The scent of an extraordinary being filled him, his body became tense as his eyes hardened. The demon he faced on his way to the convent is back, Filippo remembered this is the exact smell and cold sentiment that filled the atmosphere. Slowly he touched his sword as he gradually turned back to face the extraordinary demon.
Standing before him was the fierce demon who warned him about his second coming and who almost killed him in the woods with outstanding power. With a stern eye, Filippo looks at the demon whose eyes also hardened with deep anger showing forth. Great anger began to rise inside Filippo, the red eyes of the beast fixed on him as they lock eyes together.
"You came back just like you promised " Filippo let out, his fist petrify, his look not leaving this strange demon.
A smirk appeared on Abadon's face as he glared at the young priest before him, with glowing red eyes and loud breathing, his hands congeal with the deadly smirk on his lips, "I am glad you remembered, you are indeed smart" he replied, his voice echoed replenished with nothing but evil.