A Blessed Child (2)

A week later.

"Is this it?" asked Asmodeus, one of the kings of Hell, also the sin of lust.

He was accompanied by two fellow demons.

Paimon, another king, and the teacher of all arts, philosophies, sciences, and secret things.

Lastly, the demoness Lilith — the most beautiful being to have ever existed. Also, she was the first woman to ever be created by God but due to constant conflicts with Adam, she was replaced with Eve.

"Look at him. Isn't he just beautiful?" asked Lilith.

All three of them also appeared as specks of lights only this time, it was red inside of white.

Sung Minho was sleeping so he wasn't staring up at the lights like he had before.

"How did you find him?" asked Paimon.

"A lucky coincidence. I was collecting the soul of one of the humans who owed me and happened to feel his presence," responded Lilith.

"What do you think?" asked Asmodeus. "Is this our king?"

Paimon wasn't sure. As one of the most obedient kings who served Lucifer, he was familiar with everything about his master but ever since his disappearance, it was hard to be sure.

They had been searching for their ruler, Lucifer, and Lilith suspected that this baby was him reincarnated so she had brought the two kings over here.

"I... I don't know but I think so," responded Paimon.

His reasoning for believing that Sung Minho might be Lucifer was that this human was extremely blessed by the heavens. He could tell because even just lying there on his bed, he was exuding holy energy.

Why would Lucifer's reincarnation exude holy energy?

Because he was God's favorite angel.

Even after being banished to Hell, contrary to what most stories told, he still had his old angel wings and halo. He was still capable of blessings and using his angel powers.

God loved him too much to take those things away from him.

So it made sense that if Lucifer were to reincarnate, his body would have a strong resemblance to an angel.

"Why would our king turn himself into a human?" asked Asmodeus, still not convinced that this human was Lucifer.

"Because of his jealousy," said Paimon. "Even after all these years, our king is still jealous that humans are loved this much by his father. Enough so that maybe he'd want to turn himself into a human so that he can receive his father's love for them."

Lilith and Asmodeus nodded their heads as it made sense.

"So what now?" asked Asmodeus. "If this is our king, do we take him back to Hell?"

Paimon shook his head. "No. I can sense that he has no memories of the past. He must not want his life on Earth to be interrupted."

"Does that mean we leave him alone?" asked Lilith.

"Yes... and no. We can leave him here on Earth but perhaps we can help him out," suggested Paimon.

"How?"

"How about we grant him such gifts that'll help him out?"

"Like what?" asked Asmodeus.

"Wouldn't he like us more if he discovered that we helped him take over the world?"

"Are you suggesting that we turn him into a king?" asked Lilith.

Paimon shook his head. "No. Kings no longer rule this human world. That's not what the common people worship. What they do worship are celebrities."

Paimon turned to Sung Minho and granted him the gift of the arts, including acting and singing.

"He shall become the greatest celebrity that this world has ever seen. Anything he does, all humans should cry and worship over."

"I see," said Asmodeus, getting where Paimon was going with this. He turned to Sung Minho and granted him an aura that would attract girls. "He'll be irresistible."

Lilith was the last to gift Sung Minho a gift and as the most beautiful being to ever exist, she granted Sung Minho with beauty so potent that it was almost supernatural.

"With these gifts, our king shall rule over the humans," Paimon laughed as the three demons disappeared from the room.

The next morning.

"Honey, is it just me or does our baby's laughter sound like music to my ears?" asked Kang Hyojin who couldn't tell if she was hearing things or if it was reality.

Sung Daeho got out of the bathroom with a drenched shirt and a wrench to listen to his son's laughter.

"Hmm... that does sound like music," he chimed in after hearing it.

"Hahaha," Kang Hyojin laughed. "Our son is going to be a singer when he grows up."

The two of them laughed, not knowing that their joke wasn't that far off from the truth.

"My genes are really strong," said Sung Daeho, returning to the bathroom. 

"Your genes? Honey, if you could sing the correct pitch of a song for once in your life, I'll massage you for three hours."

"What happens if I can't do that?"

"You have to massage me for six hours."

Sung Daeho did not take her up on that deal.