Chapter • 53

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Asmodeus ⋅• ♱

They were there, I could see, even if neither Asra nor Callisto noticed me, I watched them.

"It’s different" that nosy demon muttered "I couldn’t understand."

"Of course not" I thought "you’re too dumb for that".

Asra stared at Elaine, who was on the floor, practically drooling in pain. The infant body of that thing the God of angels called "holy" was writhing as he thrust more and more divine power into that nearly dying body.

What was wrong with that bastard? He was always cruel, always ruthless - no matter what plan we were talking about, what existence it was about, he was always a fucking asshole full of himself.

"She’ll die if she stays that way" the little demon in my earring muttered "her human brain will burn."

Smile.

"Is it going to be a barbecue... or is it pâté? I’ve never tried a human brain pâté, it should taste good with spices and a garlic toast. Everything looks good with garlic" I said as I played with my index finger on my lips.

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