The Great Black King

Chapter • 14

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱

The third territory was synonymous with different. Although the sky was still the same and the people still walked the streets with the black sun making the day darker - everything was different.

There weren't as many smiles on their faces and even for a world that had been ravaged by demons, that place was too dark.

"What happened here?" I muttered "I heard that..."

Asmodeus held my shoulder.

"That it was beautiful here?"

I nodded.

Even when Elaine went to the third territory, it was different. The place was alive with all Lucifer's affection.

The third territory was the refuge of many mortals who still cherished what was once an ordinary life. It was a beautiful place.

Undeniably beautiful.

"How?" I questioned and the blond demon next to me shrugged.

"Maybe it's because Lucifer doesn't wake up yet" he said and his words took me by surprise.

"How? Lucifer hasn't... woken up?" my lips didn't even seem to want to move. Asmodeus was lying, right? He had to be lying.