57 Meeting the commandments

The druids holy land, after regaining his previous power Meliodas was feeling great. Yet at that exact moment when he stood outside his adoptive son appeared. Obviously wounded and hurt deep down the woman on his side looked towards him with pity. "What happened Jax," Merlin asked after also seeing the wounded Jax.

To be honest he wasn't in the mood to talk about what happened he was only here for one thing. Looking towards Merlin he asked that which Meliodas should have asked. "Can you teleport me to the commandments?" He wanted to see them the people working under the one who had killed his grandfather figure. "Why would you go there" everyone screamed with all their might.

Yet Jax didn't respond he would want to talk about what happened after he had progressed it some more but he knew that he had to move on. The demon clan wouldn't wait for him to mourn the death of Luciv. So he choose the alternative, putting all his emotions into battle. It was the one thing he craved for at the moment.

With everyone asking questions left and right they were interrupted by a woman's voice. "I can but not for long" she had known Jax for his whole life and sensed he went through something.

But she also knew now wasn't the right time to talk about it. "Great please do it now"

"Fine" is all that she replied. And with everyone watched Jax disappeared.

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The sky was dark and the tree was big. People could be seen sitting or standing there they were better known as the demon clan. The most elite demons, the ten commandments. Suddenly one of the small demons with black hair felt a connection. And just an instant later a man appeared 6,2 tall quite muscular wounds all over his body but what grabbed the attention of the demon known as zeldris was.

His hair the same color his beloved woman had without a doubt in his mind he concluded this was his son. With great joy, he wanted to introduce himself but those eyes filled with rage stopped his motions. A calm voice yet it seemed to be filled with immense hated resounded through the area. "Hello" was all that the figure said. Each one of the demons present felt the strongly demon bloodline in the young man.

Esterossa turned towards Zeldris "is this your child"

"Yes" is all that Zeldris said. At first, he wished to introduce himself and come to know his son. But he knew better he had fought Galand and warned them.

It was clear that he wasn't on their side at all but most of all the look he had right now. One of pure hatred was on his child's face.

Jax looked up meeting the complicated gaze of his father by blood, "hello 'father'" the emphasis was on the father part.

Clearly mocking the title as if he didn't deserve it at first Jax didn't have a problem with his birth father but all had changed. He was like a loyal dog to the demon king even if it was to free his beloved Jax couldn't accept it. His hatred for the demon king was immense and anyone beneath him with loyalty would turn out to be his enemy. Even if that one was his father Zeldris the piety.

"What is your name," Zeldris asked with care in his voice even if his child seemed to hate him he didn't hate him. Zeldris was loyal to his father to a certain extent but most of all he would do anything for his loved ones. "Jax" is all that he got as a reply. "Who raised you"

Zeldris asked he wanted to know who his son's father figure was and as he expected the name Meliodas was heard. "So he is raised by the traitor? Does that make him a traitor too?" One of the commandments said before gaining a cold glance filled with killing intent from Zeldris.

"Well my time is short so let me all tell you this" the sharp look on the face of Jax spoke thousand words while he continued his talking.

"My previous terms have changed. If any of you help the demon king consider yourself my enemy" and like that Jax dissapeared while he reappered into the holy land of the druids.

He had met with the enemy and was ready for the battles to come. But would the battles happen as he had planned? Or would something change his broken hearth by the death of his master?