"Grey? What are you doing out here?" I questioned, watching the gloomy grimace upon my uncle's face, his forehead pressed against the door. "Did you get locked out?"

  "This is your uncle?" Cleo muttered curiously, "I-its nice to meet you. I am Cleo."

  "Kurt Winterhelm

  "Sigfried Sentes"

  "An I am the Bestest Arkanos, The Great Silver Dragon," THe little girl shouted with Beatty eyes shimmering with glee.

  Smiling bitterly with sweet beginning to slither down his brow, a pang of curiosity began to grow. "Grey, what the hell is going on?"

  "Hey, I didn't get to say who I was." Yu Jing suddenly exclaimed, "I am Yu Jing!"

  Rolling my eyes, I waved, "Whatever. Now Grey, what is going on?"

  Dropping his jaw, words seemed to fail my dear uncle as he cast a gloomy stare through the door.

  "Eroma he——"

  "HARDER, HARDER, HARDER!!!!" A blissful beastal scream echoed like lustful bells into my ear as everything came crashing down upon my head.

  "Son of a bitch! That was Lilith and I's job! We were supposed to bless this damn estate! How dare he!" I screamed, "Eroma, you fucker. This means war!! Lilith! Let's go!"

  Snatching Lilith's hands, I could feel the heat oozing from her palms as she shot through the doors a little bit ahead of me.

  Tearing my clothing off my chest, just as we passed the threshold, Lillith's tongue ruthlessly assaulted my lips. Sucking the breath out of me, I tripped over the air and onto my back with her already saddling my body.

  "Papa?" Arkanos fearfully uttered, confused at Lilith's carnivorous nature.

  "My God, Arsene. What the Hell?" Grey shouted. "Everyone is watching!"

  Bitting my lips till blood ran hot over my cheek, Lilith pulled away with a lustful smile. She waved her hands, shutting the door flat in everyone's face.

  "That was rude."

  "Shut up," She uttered with allure pressing her lips against mine once again, storming my mouth in a cyclone of passion.

  Coiling around like serpents, Lilith found herself resting on the bare floor as my fingers traced over her flesh. Sending shiver's down her spine. Her eyes were already like that of a water nymph, pleading for more.

  "Do you forgive me?" She suddenly asked as my fingers suddenly stopped?

  Staring intensely into amethyst, my hands suddenly gripped her chin.

  "Are you sorry?"

  "Not one bit. I would do it again and again. I plan on doing it again! And then again, till you are a mega ultra god. Till our babies are born into godhood.

  "Your bloody crazy!"

  Flashing me a chilling smile that held warmth, love, and insanity, Lilith licked her lips, "You eat people."

  "Hey! 'We' eat people!" I corrected. "And I wanna have a taste of my wife who cannot seem to behave."

  Summoning two veils into her hands, I swiped them away, with a sadistic smile upon my face, "Now, let's see how to punish my dear wife?" I said, tossing them high into the air, knowing this was what she wanted most.

  "Sene!" Lilith raged, but my left arm held her firmly as I carried a sinister smile.

  Tracing my fingers devilishly down from the tip of her chin and onto her hourglass figure, I stopped just at the threshold of Eden. "So, Lili. How should we——"

  "Looks like I am interrupting something. Come now, Arsene, your brother, is in my clutches, and you are toying with your wife?" A sharp venomous voice suddenly uttered.

  Losing our smiles, a cold essence began to overflow as I turned my gaze towards the elderly man smiling devilishly.

  "Who are you?"

  "I didn't get to pick the body, and I am just too lazy to change how I look. But Arsene, how could you not remember me? I was your first." The strange man mourned softly.

  He knows my real name.

  "Drar'thieal, right?" Lilith confidently claimed, crossing her arms over her chest. "Why are you here?"

  " A deal, of course. You see, your brother Richter is……"

  Rolling my eyes, I waved off the Prince of Hell, "Bro. Honestly, I don't care. Truly. I really don't care. While he is family, he is also a grown-ass man. You seem to already have him in your clutches, and I am quite happy in my life. I'm not risking shit."

  Widening his eyes, I shrugged, finding myself unable to feel any sympathy or attachment to the man I should call elder brother. Is it due to my age? Maybe my fragmented souls?

  "I have seen bastards, and Arsene Snow, you are definitely one of the biggest. And what of your mother and father? Are they in the same league?"

  Pondering his words for a bit, I honestly could not help but frown, looking back. I could barely remember their faces. I was over two Dao Cycles old. The fact I still remember these things is a miracle. I held feelings towards them, that was clear, but it felt…… it felt soo weird. I don't really know.

  "Drar, what is it you want? Appearing before us like so. I would have thought you busy with the war with the angels." Lilith declared firmly.

  The Prince of Heresy chuckled, placing his hands behind his back. He approached, "I indeed am, but you see. The Angels and I have this agreement. They ignore my activities, and I give them you."

  "The Angels were foolish enough to make a deal with a prince of Hell? The Devil of Lies?"

  "I have the written contract." Drar informed, "Although I am quite interested in their motives. It seems so foolish they would make a deal with me."

  Sending a measuring stare towards the elderly man standing an arm's length away. I sighed, "What do you want from me?"

  "Well, it's kinda funny, you ask. You see, everyone in the Hell's wants your Flames, but not me." He said, closing his eyes like an elderly man, quite fitting to his character.

  "Then are you gay? Why are you annoying me? No judgment, just curious?"

  Drar chuckled shortly, turning his back to me. His body soon began to fade, "I have my goals Arsene. And believe me when I say you, and all you care for will be the price."

  "Drar, tell me before you leave. Are you declaring war?"

  "I am declaring victory, boy," he claimed, vanishing without a sound.

  "Sene…… Let me hand Drar." Lilith suddenly whispered in my ear, wrapping her arms around me from behind, "I already have a chest piece in his court. Let me end him."