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The moment I was pulled in through the portal I erupted into my Demonic form, roaring into the hot air and making steam rise from my body like a fucking dragon building up fire!
My foreboding form of black, tight leathery skin, half of which was covered in deadly spikes and my skeletal face were soon covered by summoning my armor, leaving me ready for battle. Plates of stone carved from my home realm interlocked around my body’s spikes, leaving me the freedom of movement. My helmet covered most of my head and was a far more Demonic version of the mask I wore the night I first met Evie. Large golden tipped horns rose high above my head, and matched that of my armor, for each sharpened edge was also dipped in the precious metal.
It also didn’t take me long to realize where I was and what I now faced. I was in the realm of Treachery, the ninth level of hell and closest to Tartarus. Meaning I was faced with what many mortals would have believed impossible to find in the pits of Hell, for this was a world of ice. Mountains of black ice could be seen as far as the eye could see, standing in lines like jagged towers, each one over a thousand feet tall like giant sentries. For they remained the same diameter at the base as they did at the top.
The frozen black lake I now stood on would, at the very least, make for a dramatic end to the bastard’s life who had dragged me through here. For it was filled with the lost souls of Treachery, and those who had committed the sin against their fellow mortals. You could see them, rising to the surface like moaning phantoms, trying to reach a taste of the living they once had. One touch and they would strip you bare, consuming everything they could get their razer pin teeth on.
But the fury within me at being ripped away from my Siren was pumping an evil essence through my veins and making me hungry for the blood of my enemies. At the very least I had something to kill, as I came face to face with the one who fought me in my office building. The one who had tried to take my Siren. And all of which had been capable from that fucking stolen piece of Annika’s heart stone! Although, at the very least, the fucker I faced now didn’t have it and this was now a fair fight. Oh, but who was I kidding? I was about to tear this fucker into pieces and there would be nothing ‘fair’ or equal about it.
I would fucking destroy him!
“Time to die, Azhdar!” I growled venomously at the reptilian creature, who was hissing at me. Yet despite this, I could also see him backing away, as if the Demon knew that he wouldn’t be able to take me. Not without his weapon that I knew was still in the hands of that fuck, Hector!
In the end, I didn’t wait before I charged at him, summoning my favorite weapon known as my Colossus Killer, the sword, Zweihänder. Because as much as I wanted to make his suffering last, I knew that time was not on my side. I needed to get back to the mortal realm and hope that I wasn’t too late to save my Siren. And also, the life of my best friend.
So I held my blade high, lifting its heavy weight with ease in this form, for I was twice my mortal size. The creature had no choice but to fight, trying to dodge my swing and ended up losing the first of its limbs for the effort. After this, the defeat easily followed, and soon it was crawling along the frozen lake without a leg to match his missing arm. But because I didn’t have time to make it last, I decided a more fitting punishment should be the slow death of being eaten by the souls beneath us. They followed our every move, as if waiting for their chance, and that someone would crack the ice and fall.
So, I granted their wish.
“No! please! I know where he is taking her… spare my life and I will tell you!” he pleaded as I stood over him, now with my sword raised high for what he thought would be the killing blow.
“Then you must think me to be a fool, Azhdar, but then… this is the realm Treachery after all…” I paused long enough to crouch low and tell him,
“So, I am sure you will fit in nicely.” Then I raised my sword and hammered it down, the blade running through his belly and into the ice below. Of course, it wasn’t enough to kill him but then I had never intended for it to be. No, that came when I twisted the blade and cracked the ice beneath him, creating a hole big enough for the souls to quickly drag him under.
“NOOOOO!” he roared as I stepped back onto solid ice so as not to end up with the same fate. I then walked away, leaving the sight of him being eaten alive as they dragged him down into a watery grave.
Of course, in my rage I didn’t have a chance at leaving him alive long enough to question him. But then, why would I even bother? I knew exactly what that fucker Hector wanted with my Siren. Gods, but just the thought of what he could be doing to her now, it was little wonder why I had taken my frustration and rage out on Azhdar.
I was worried to the point of blind fucking panic and needed only one thing to happen… and that was to get back to my Siren! Hence why I quickly ran toward the edge of the lake, one that was nothing more than frozen dirt, and I roared the name of my father’s summoner! Then I gritted my teeth as I dug a talon into my own chest. After this, I carved it in deep and straight into my heart, knowing that all I needed to gain was just a few drops of blood straight from the source of my Greed.
It was the only way.
I roared with the agony this caused, and the anger forced me to go deeper, as deep as it would take until I had what I needed. Then once I was sure my claw had enough blood cupped inside, I yanked my hand free and tossed the blood to the icy ground. It sizzled the second it made contact, burning the earth and turning it black. This was seconds before I saw a hand reaching up through the blood that had spread out, like it was now eating away at the frozen land.
Knowing this Demon I summoned was from my own realm and wasn’t yet a soul of Treachery, I reached down and grabbed the one still trying to claw its way up through the portal. The only one I had the power to create, being that I was connected to the only place I knew could help me now.
My home.
“I am the Son of Greed, now get my father’s summoner!” I ordered once the Demons skeletal head was lifted far enough for him to understand me. Then I dropped him, making him slither back into the portal.
Waiting felt like a fucking eternity, despite it only being minutes. But that was the catch, minutes here could mean far longer in the mortal realm, and seeing as I didn’t even know much about the level of Hell I was in, I had no concept of how much time could have passed.
I could be too late.
“NO, I will not think this!” I bellowed at myself. Something that was heard when the summoner opened the portal I had made bigger, and rose from it far more gracefully than the Demon I had dragged up by its burnt skin.
“Lord Greed.” Annika bowed her head.
“I need you to link to the essence of your missing heart stone piece,” I ordered her quickly.
“A portal was created?” she asked, making me grit my teeth.
“Yes, and I need to get back to the exact place, can you do this?” I snapped, talking quickly.
“I can, my Lord,” she said in that eerie calm tone, and one I wanted to fucking scream at!
“Then do it! Everything relies on this moment, and I have no time to waste!” I barked like some rabid dog.
