"Your three prized generals—Kuma, Dart, Lux—and now even your wings. Tell me, Azrael, what's left of the so-called Devil King"
Sheon said as he watched Azrael walk towards him in a burning rage; his hand balled into a fist.
'Ah... I guess I have to bite down, this is gonna hurt a lot,' Sheon thought.
He had earlier killed Kuma, as a declaration of war to Azrael, and during their fight, he killed the remaining two, of course, Azrael's pride as the abyss king ought to be hurt.
"Why not set aside your pride and concede, Azrael? I'll even name you my chief general—wingless or not..." He wasn't done when a roar echoed in the chamber.
"How dare you Sheon!" Azrael's rage was definitely going to be unquenchable, he grabbed Sheon by the neck and threw a punch to his face which sent him hurtling across the scorched chamber walls like a ragdoll.
"Khuk..." Despite biting down, it still hurt like hell for Sheon.
Azrael was far from done, he appeared where Sheon landed and sent a hard kick to his gut.
'Damn,' Sheon thought as he spat blood. 'when is this going to end?' he wondered. It there was anything he was sure of at the moment, it was that the pain wasn't going to end anytime soon.
As his body flew helplessly in the air, Azrael jumped after him, clutched his hands together and delivered a powerful blow to Sheon's back sending him back to the ground.
"Kwak!" Sheon spat blood. His contact with the ground had created a huge hole.
Azrael using the momentum landed on top of him and began to deliver series of punches. His eyes was red in rage and he wasn't going to stop until he felt better.
He was making sure to keep Sheon conscious while still inflicting the maximum amount of pain to him.
Blood splattered, sound of continuous explosion from the punch revaberated throughout the chamber and each time his fist came in contact with Sheon's body, it dug a deeper whole in the already made crater.
Time became a blur of fists and pain. For Sheon, the minutes stretched into a hell of their own.
...
Sheon's face was now pummeled, almost to the point of being unrecognizable.
"Damm, the devil king's angry punch for days is no joke." Sheon said while massaging his swollen face.
"To think that you, Sheon, dared to stand against me—for my throne. Bold... and foolish." Azrael exhaled, half amused, half bitter.
He was still annoyed about his wings that if he decided to keep punchiny Sheon for it, it would be a beating for eternity because nothing could get back his wings; a devil king without wings? What a mess indeed.
"Ah..." Azrael turned to Sheon as if he remembered something.
"I've been meaning to ask, a devil with a golden black aura, I have never seen such before...tell me Sheon, where did you get those powers from?" He asked.
"I wud buf unforshunately I cash shpeak froperly. " Azrael stared at Sheon blankly, he did not expect to get the answer anyways but Sheon's next words caught him off guard.
"Twe!" Sheon spat out blood. "Ahh, that's better." He said as he wiped his mouth.
"My dear Azrael, let's be honest with each other, between the two of us, you know that you do not deserve to be a king, you are too weak for that position, but alas, you are our king.
Abyss has become a laughing stock because of how weak you are, you can't even challenge the other seven kings. We need a strong ruler like myself, not some pitiful, dishonorable dirt bag of a king..."
Sheon paused.
"A king without wings... a joke Hell itself would laugh at."
"Sigh...I'd never guess you'd want to talk me into making you king after you lost the real battle. I'm a devil Sheon, we are all dishonorable it's what we do, so stop overacting.
It was such an amusing battle, but unfortunately I lost my wings, but if wings make one a king, everyone would be fighting for the throne right now. But not everyone is as daring as you." Azrael said and started to cast a magic spell with the little energy he regained.
"It's a shame. I enjoyed our duel, but," Azrael paused, gazed at Sheon and continued "now—your chapter ends"
He finished casting the spell and looked at Sheon who had recognized the spell and said,
"I have questions regarding your powers, but it won't matter anymore, I can gain powers greater than those. Now, since you are of no use to me, I shall dispose of you properly." Azrael declares.
Sheon's voice cracked as he recognized the ancient spell: Abyss King's Just.
One could not get into Abyss, but the king of the abyss can seal devils in another realm and they would never be able to return to the abyss, this power is called the Abyss King's Just.
Sheon began fuming with anger, he looked Azrael dead in the eyes, with a serious expression, he says,
"Kill me instead, Azrael!" Sheon's voice trembled with rage. "Seal me, and you strip away everything but the pain."
"But I feel this will be a very nice punishment for a maggot that dared to go head to head with me, besides if I killed you, you would just be reborn again." Azrael said.
"Then send me to the pit, lock me up, anything but this." Sheon suggested. He has planned a way of escape incase things went south and he gets locked up.
"Suggesting punishment for yourself now? Know your place Sheon. I'm sure you'd escape if I did that. I want you to suffer for all eternity, besides, you'd spend time playing with the sinful humans, it's a better place than the pit don't you think?"
Sheon feels helpless,"Earth? You're sealing me to earth?!"
"Amusing isn't it? You'd be in a world full of fragile humans and yet, you'd be so powerless to conquer them. Now, this is the proper way to destroy a devil—I'll destroy your pride." Azrael let out an evil laughter
Sheon's voice started to let out frustrated laugh. He was laughing at his pitiful situation. "Here I thought I was going to become king." He muttered to himself then turned to glare at Azrael.
"You think this is the end, Azrael? No. This is delay. And when I return, even the Abyss will kneel...and you?" Sheon gives Azrael a gentle honest smile that slowly crept up into an evil smirk. "I'll make sure you entertain me for eternity."
"You talk too much Sheon and as it is, I'm exhausted to listen to your whining. I have heard you, and I shall readily await your return." Azrael said perfectly hiding his anxiousness.
"If you succeed, then I'll see you again and I'll crush you again." Azrael said and with a snap of his fingers Sheon's body starts to slowly dissipates into tiny particles.
Sheon's grin cracked into something hollow. His silence screamed louder than his words ever could and his eyes began to slowly loose the spark in them.
He was about to start all over in a world that recognizes his existence but not his presence.
Losing to Azrael was one thing, but, he did not in his widest dream see this coming, hell, he never considered loosing.
Just then, as his body was about to completely disappear, a thought came to his mind igniting the flame of hope back in his eyes.
'Ah... If I do things right I might be able to lift some restrictions and possess a human. I cannot exist in the human realm as Sheon but with the skill grimoire, I might be able to possess a human, that will give me enough time to think of a way back.' Sheon thought.
Devils can't possess humans, only spirits can and spirits are weak when compared to devils. But with his power, he might just be able to pull it off.
'Then it's settled; my first cause of action should be finding a host.' A flicker of hope lit up his disappearing face, he looks at Azrael with a wide grin, he isn't hopeless after all, he just found a silver lining.
"Get ready for round two Azrael. It won't be long." Sheon says before completely dissipating.
For some seconds it was quiet, as if Sheon's disappearance paused every activity in hell.
Azrael heaves a long sigh as he fell on his back, facing the empty sky.
'Is he really going to find his way back? It would be troublesome if he does. But I guess he won't be causing trouble for the meantime.' Azrael thought.
"I will have to get stronger in other to face that power of his." He concludes.
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Amid the clamor of honking cars and blinking traffic lights, a tree stood still. Above it, the air twisted, and particles shimmered, a snowflake formed mid air, floating around like it's in control of it's movement.
"So this is the human world huh? A few seconds here and I already wanna puke." Sheon thought. "Rejoice, pitiful creatures... for the storm you never prayed for has arrived."