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Chapter 2

Soon enough as we landed in hell, I was greeted with about one hundred para-demons, foot soldiers who paraded and served as security and punishers of sinners who were condemned for eternity. Out of rage, I tore through them with the speed of light, separating heads from bodies, wings from hinges other demon parts while calling out for Lucifer.

My Uncle and father ordered the para-demons to stand back and cease attacking. Asmodeus held me in a headlock and pinned me down to the ground to stop and restrain me. He and my father were back in their demon forms, extremely handsome men with long black hairs, facial hair, black flowing robes, dark glistering wings and the strong stench of death and condemnation.

"Damien" a voice I remember so well called out, the last time I heard that voice I was kneeling before him after I beat the son of Beelzebub, Abezethibou in the final test to win the crown of the antichrist.

I turned to face the most glorified son of hell, the one and only Lucifer, as he descended to where I was held down, stroked his hands through my hair and said "welcome home son".

"Where is my mother," I asked with so much pain that my entire eyes turned black.

"She's fine, been corporative since we got here" then he turned to my father "nice eyes you got there brother" then he burst out in roaring laughter, which irritated me so much.

"Tell me now," he asked "why go-ahead to compete when you were gonna run off like a little bitch after winning?", he turned looked into space and turned back to face me with a slap on my face which lifted me from the ground twelve feet in the air and crashed me down again. Uncle made move towards me but was stopped by a hand signal from Lucifer, then he asked me. " does the end of the world and the Armageddon on sound like a joke to you, do I Lucifer look like a fucking joke to you?". "Take him and lock him up, close to his mother while he thinks of his choices".

The Para-demons lifted me and flew me towards the cells in hell, Asmodeus flew in a different direction, but my father remained in the spot he stood, stood there watching everything, doing nothing, like the coward he was.

As I was thrown into my cell, I dusted off and sat back retching my brain on how to rescue my mother and escape hell, " Damien" a voice from the cell opposite mine called out, I was wide-eyed happy because it was my mother's voice, as her image materialized due to her movement from the back wall to bars of the cell.

"Mother" I called out "are you alright?"

" Yes" she replied almost out of breath and rather shakey, she was dying, hell wasn't a place for the living she was losing it, the place was draining her life out of her.

"I'll get us out of here I promise," I said as I sat back fighting back tears.

I remembered the early days of my life how I never really felt normal, school was the worst place to be as mysterious things happened to people who crossed me, like my teacher going missing after embarrassing me in front of the class, Nate going mad after our fight or Maddy getting body scars after rejecting me.

I couldn't pray either every day in the church felt like torture like my skin was infested with poison ivy, everyone looked and treated me like the devil except my mother and uncle Asmodeus.

Her words were "if you are hated its because they dont know love and if they don't like you its cause you are better than them"

I discovered I was a demon when I turned eighteen, that was the first time my father visited, and I loved him so much I wanted him to stay every time he came but I guess he wasn't just proud of me.

I remember the training Uncle Asmodeus began on me, teaching me hand combats, weapon usage, spells, and the act of seduction, despite being the demon of lust I never saw uncle with women except necessary.

Rather I was the promiscuous one, ran through the girls in college like it was nothing, at nineteen I was into married women already.

Due to my demon nature, I was already smart and knowledgeable of the things of the world, all man's theories and facts were made available to me, but I was ignorant of spiritual facts and these my uncle made sure I knew.

I was crazy about proving myself to my father when Asmodeus suggested I joined the contest in hell for the position of antichrist.

My mother was against it from the onset and I was adamant, she was too, my uncle often said I got my stubbornness from her, cause she didn't agree to it, and soon she made Uncle see reasons with her.

So I decided to go without their knowledge, I stole a male goat from a farmer killed and used its blood to draw my first pentagram, said the spells my uncle taught me, stepped into the middle and in a split second i was in hell.

As I sat In our floating cells plundering my next move, I heard fighting from the far end of the hall, and I braced myself for whatever was coming, from the darkness emerged Uncle Asmodeus, cleaning of ash, blood and slime from killing the para-demons.

"Hurry" he called "we have no time" as he said a spell and the power which engulfed our cells vanished and I broke through the bars and he broke my mother's.

He gave her something to drink which immediately brought strength to her body as a dying tree does at the scent of water.

"Water from the fountain of youth," he said "it will buy her time".

He held her and flew her out while I trailed behind them. For a fact I knew no one could leave hell without the permission of one of the seven princes of hell, since Uncle was one I trusted and followed him.

He created a vortex by moving his hands in a circle and muttering some inaudible spells. The vortex was large enough to go through when a surge of power his the vortex breaking it. Lord Beelzebub came racing towards us, shooting fireballs at us with a host of para-demons trailing behind him.

Beelzebub and Leviathan were those brothers who never saw eye to, always going at each other and he didn't particularly like me because I overcame his son Abezethibou in the final part of the antichrist race, I beat him in a hand to hand combat.

Abezethibou was the demon who hardened the heart of Pharoah in not letting the Israelites go and as a result was trapped in the red sea when the waters came crashing down on the Egyptians and he was left with one red broken wing to fly with, as the other wing got broken off.

He came from his prison to claim the post of the antichrist which will free him from his bondage permanently, but I cut off that dream and he was sent back to his prison in the red sea to make matters worse I rejected the post, little wonder why I wasn't favoured In the sight of his father.

The brawl was heated as Asmodeus and Beelzebub went at it exchanging powers of different levels, ranging from fireballs to lightning to, materialized weapons of war, hurled at each other, while I fended off the para-demons who just kept on coming.

Asmodeus succeeded in delivering a heavy blow of lightning at Beelzebub which knocked him down for enough time to create another vortex. But soon enough Beelzebub was up and charging, uncle passed my mother to me who was weary cause the water from the fountain of youth was wearing off and told me to head for the vortex, that he was behind me, "I'll hold them off and follow after". I made for the vortex, immediately I crossed it uncle closed it and stayed back to fight.

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