A loud noise was heard proceeding from the bridge below, ball of fire flew from the side of the bridge as they burst into the liquid of boiling flames.
Holding his bag tightly as he gazed around, Filippo held nothing but certainty in his heart, his feet proceeding further on the huge long bridge leading to hell.
A mighty roar alerted him, the ground of the bridge began to tremble, holding strong, Filippo stood at a point, his eyes, narrowed but fixed at a distance not giving himself a fall on this bridge. With its wrath, Filippo walked further on the shaky bridge not minding the difficulties, his eyes, stern and hardened, ready for anything that is about to happen.
The roar became louder than before as Filippo walked nearer, lifting his eyes as they widened, he saw Cerberus, the two-headed keeper of hell, along with another of its kind as they stood at the front of the gate of hell roaring violently. Slowly, their gaze turned to him, red flaring eyes pierced on Filippo who glared at them bravely. The two keepers growled with anger, each of them had two heads shape like a terrifying dog on a body, their skin covered in hair, long spikes grew out of their mouth as their scorpion tail swung in rage. Drops of saliva trickled down their long snake tongues which made them so dreadful to look at.
Filippo stood in between them, his expression hard and fierce as he turns his stare to each beast beside him.
"Touch not the Lord's anointed" he muttered to himself slowly as he dropped his bag on the ground, his hands holding his sword with his eyes fixed on the raging beasts about to attack.
"Do not be afraid" A gentle voice whispered to him. With a courageous stare, he knew the voice belongs to Gabrielle, she is also present with him. Great vigor began to rise in him, one of the beasts roared violently, his breath hovering over Filippo whose hair swung to its touch. Its saliva hung on Filippo's torn clothes which showed part of his skin.
Suddenly, one of the beasts howled and ran towards him, its nose emitting black smoke as its face held nothing but death.
Filippo stood at his spot not moving, his eyes fixed on the approaching powerful beast. He wrapped both hands around his sword, exhaled deeply as he closes his eyes, "Our Father, who art in heaven, hallow be your name, your kingdom come...." Filippo muttered slowly, the bridge began to tremble as the footsteps of the running beast sounded like tremendous thunder.
Instantly, his sword began to glow with might, radiating so much power that the glow emitting from the sword entered into Filippo who began to glow so brightly, his hair flew in vigor, the bright light from his body shone all over the bridge.
The running beast halted immediately, fear hung in its eyes, quickly, it laid to the ground covering its four eyes against the blinding bright light emitting from the priest.
With his eyes closed and his hands wrapped around his sword, Filippo began to walk further towards the gate of hell, the beasts bowed their heads in fear not daring to look up at Filippo as he walked past them heading for the gate.
Slowly, the gate of hell began to open as he got closer, his eyes still closed with so much vigor from the light-emitting from his body. As he got nearer to the mighty gate, the gate opened widely for him, with every step he took, the ground of the bridge began to tremble, with full strength and power, Filippo walked into hell, the gate closed immediately as he stepped in.
Gradually, the blinding light began to lessened, Filippo opened his eyes as he glanced around. His eyes enlarge in surprise, the place which he stood was deserted, there wasn't a sign of a demon trying to stop him which surprised him. He stood at a spot glaring around in suspicion, he won't be fool by this because the prince of darkness is always ready to attack and Filippo knows of this.
With his hand still wrapped around his sword, his face hardened as all he could see was a deserted road filled with black sand just like the one he passed a day ago. Lucifer must be playing a trick on him and he won't fall for it. With a stiffed expression, he turned back, and to his surprise, the gate of hell which he just passed through vanished out of sight, all he could see was a long road leading to nothing but darkness.
Immediately, he heard a loud but evil chuckle that shook the ground he was standing on. A cold sensation passed through him as he could feel the presence of a higher demon. With stern but curious eyes, he slowly turned around to the direction the laughter came from, his fingers clench tightly to the sword by his side.
As he faced the direction, lo and behold, a dazzling figure stood before him, her hair long and black as darkness, her eyes blue flickering so many powers, her skin, white as snow, her beauty radiated with pride. Her lips, black and firm, she wore a seductive red dress that showed most of her long legs, her slender body stiffed signifying nothing but authority.
Filippo's eyes widened in awe, he needed no one to tell him who she is, with his research in the books of old, he is standing before the last seed of darkness, the one embodied with so many powers, she is death herself. "Maria" he muttered to himself in disbelief as an image flashed through his mind, an image of the last time he saw her in her nun clothing, simple and curve with the beauty of God. But now, she appeared completely different, her look, deadly beautiful that nothing else in this world could be described as her.
Beleth stood in front of the mortal who glared at her with shock written on his face. A smirk of delight appeared on her face as her dark hair evaporated the smoke of the black fire, her claws long and sharp enough to pierce through a man's heart, ripping off his heart within seconds.
"Oh, Filippo Camassei, the bravest among all men but foolish not to know that he has brought himself nothing but death" Beleth let out in a mockery tone, her voice echoed filled with sovereignty, the raven on her shoulder cried out in her glory and vanished immediately into thin air.
Filippo stood still not saying a word as he watched her with unbelievable eyes. This isn't the Maria he knows, she looked so different, speak with so much evil, and her presence brought a strange feeling to the atmosphere.
"This isn't you Maria" Filippo spoke out not able to hold the words in, his face became hardened with resentment, all signs of fear existing from him.
Immediately, the smirk on Beleth's face disappeared as an expression of death replaced it. Her eyes suddenly turned red with anger, the claws in her hands elongated to her majestical strength.
"I am not Maria you fool!" She roared fiercely, a mighty wind began to blow as the fury in her rose more, her body floated from the ground, her gaze fixed on the mortal before her, "I am Beleth, daughter of darkness, the seed of darkness, golden heir of Lucifer, this is who I am and I need no one to doubt my existence!" She growled more extremely this time, the wind that proceeded from her threw Filippo to a distance, his sword falling few Feet away from his touch. With fear in his heart as he was amazed at such fierce power from her, his back laid on the ground, his heart raced not out of fear but awe, his eyes glinting at the powerful being approaching him with red blazing eyes as she floats on the air, her black hair became darker as horns began to emit from her head, spikes appeared from her mouth.
Veins of torment began to arise on Filippo's forehead, he laid still trying to reach out to his sword which was far away, his body filled with nothing but her deadly powers.