1 P r o l o g u e

"Take out all that you've got." The guy pointed the

head of a gun towards the man who fumbled in his pants nervously.

"I-i don't have anything with me, i swear." The man was sweating profusely, his hands begging the guy to spare him.

The guy inhaled the air agressively, his bloodshot eyes going wider. "Don't f*** with me. I saw you come out of a fuck*** bank. Give the money or you'll have this bullet straight into your head." The man hesitantly reached out to his back pockets of his jeans. "Now!" The mugger shouted impatiently which fasten the man's pace, taking out his wallet that clearly looked liked it was filled with cash. "Put it on the ground." The guy motioned with his gun.

"Come on, man. I've worked hard for this money." His voice sounded so pitiful.

"Do i look like i care? Put. it. on. the. gr-"

The man's body slumped down on the ground, his legs giving out in fear. His hearbeat and breathing had gotten faster at what he had seen. Just a second ago, he was being mugged. Now, a gigantic three-headed dog came out of nowhere and devoured the mugger in one bite, not even a single drop of blood coming out of its mouth.

"It seems you're not full yet, cerberus." A black-haired man appeared beside the giant dog, carrying a long two-pronged pitchfork. "Make sure you get every bit of them, and tell the others to present themselves to me. Those greedy fools have no ounce of respect, i'll slit their throats and pull their guts from the inside." The black-haired man instructed harshly which the giant dog let out a whimper before nodding and going to the other direction, the ground pounding from it's movement.

"P-please don't kill me." The man managed to croak out.

The black-haired man turned to the man who was lying on the ground, trembling. His eyebrow perked up as if he just remembered there was a living person present in front of him. "Kill you? It's not my position to kill sinners of adultery. We have another demon for that." He uttered after vanishing into thin air.