Update Finally XD ------------ -Elsewhere in the realm of Hell- “The beast hungers—we can almost no longer hold him, my lord.” A grunt, a truly horrific one at that, held under the cloth of Lucifer. “I believe that the sinners from the Overworld can provide his satisfaction.” Lucifer, aside from popular belief wasn’t a viciously red monster with a pitch forked tail or large red horns atop his crown. He resembled a regular person as did most others in the realm of hell. Standing at 7 foot 1, he was well tall enough to stand out against his other subjects in the realm, with black hair that grew down to his lower back and dark brown skin marked by unholy symbols that illuminated red during periods of anger and dissatisfaction then orange when he was calm. “Simeon, the amount of sinners accumulated over the years, my wretched brother killed his physical body to satisfy the needs of man who wanted to redeem himself worthy of my damned father; have reduced quite...rapidly than I expected. Feed him the sinners for each sinner shall be another century you’ll serve under me.” With a grin, he looked over his demonic nation, “Soon, soon father and brother, we shall me once again.”
A Nice Short Update That'll Follow something big... ----------------------------------- I awoke in a rush of fear, but everything looked quite… normal as if the events that transpired had been nothing but a horrific dream. Could I be dreaming? Could I just be dead and in purgatory for my sins? Shaking my head, I scanned my hands to find any imperfections and then to the room which lead to my conclusion that something was off. This was not the room I was used to, at my bedside laid a pool of blood that extended to the bottom of my bed. Slowly looking underneath, my heart must’ve stopped as I blacked out and fell onto the floor, plunging into unconsciousness. “Ugh again? This kid really has a bipolar attitude, first the sight of blood angers him then he can’t stand the sight of blood and passes out. But then again, maybe putting the bodies under his bed was a bad idea.” Dante scratching his head, knew it’d be a long shot but he had to bring the boy’s parents back even if they may not remember the things that occurred prior to this day. The boy seemed to be a good child even if his views may or may not compare to his but he had to at least change what had happened. Tapping into his source of power, he slowly resurrected the child's parents while the boy laid motionless on the floor, without fully manifesting himself he cleaned everything and made it as if the house had not been touched by anyone or anything in the last 12 years. The green paint that soothed the soul, was made perfect but not too perfect, the couch that was placed on the right side of the spacious living room, was cleaned of all blood and tears, while the bookshelf was raised and added with more than a few books (With the exception that some books be removed and exchanged with those of Dante's choosing) seeing that he was finished he laid the boy back into bed and woke him up, disappearing into darkness.