250 Torturer

"Your brother?" Lucrezia was utterly confused. "How can you have a brother?" He was an original demon. Unborn. Created. 

"Well, we were created from the same essence to be brothers." 

"Why have I never met him?" She asked. 

He leaned back on the sofa. "I haven't met him for many years as well. We are not on good terms. Perhaps you can even call us enemies." He chuckled darkly.

Lucrezia became careful with her words now that it was his brother. She turned to him. "Are you not concerned then? And why is he creating shades?" 

"There is nothing to be concerned about. I have banned him from our world and that is why he lives there, creating shades for whatever stupid reasons he has." 

Banned? There seemed to be a very bad history between them. "Have you perhaps thought that your brother is creating shades to fight you?" 

He laughed. "I have. That is probably what he is doing. Wasting his time."