PROLOGUE

Early this morning, you had been called by your Master, whom you respected greatly, to come to the highest floor in the administration building inside the Phantom City. She said the higher-ups wanted to entrust you a mission. She sighed though, indicating that she didn't think this would be good for you. But both of you can't go against an order from the higher-ups, or else. Obey was, is, and always will be the only option.

As you stepped inside the elevator, you could sense many eyes looking at you curious. The curious stares came from many...things, from demons, to alien, to machines, etc.

It was like they were asking "What is a tiny puny human like you doing here, in the sacred administration building?"

You actually didn't care about them. After all, many of them lacked foresight and failed in the fight against those Power Rangers, Super Sentai, & Kamen Riders many times, which caused much damage to the villain side. They are also racists (against human race as a whole).

By the time the elevator reached the 6th floor, which is the 2nd highest floor, most of the villains had left the elevator, leaving only you.

"Are you sure that your destination is the 7th floor, human?" a machine turned back to ask you upon leaving.

You did not open your mouth, but nodded.

Since the villain is a robot, it's hard to see its face expression after your nod of confirmation.

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Finally, the elevator had reached 7th floor, you shivered the moment you stepped out of the elevator, because it was so cold on this floor.

There was only a big bronze door on this floor. Sitting at the desk beside the door was a...normal woman in business attire.

"Name?" She asked without looking up from her computer.

"MC." you answered.

"Alright, you can knock on the door." she replied after a few seconds checking your appointment.

Knock...knock...knock

You knocked thrice on the door.

"Come in." you heard booming, but calm voice.

The bronze door then opened on its own, and you stepped in.

Inside the room, you could see Llana, your Master, who, for as long as you could remember, had raised you and always stayed by your side. She was the only one whom you revered and loved so much, until this moment.

Seeing you, Master Llana gave you a nod, and you bowed, showing your respect to your Master.

"Is this MC? you heard the booming voice from a moment ago asked.

As you looked up, you could see 7 hooded figures looking down at both of you. Their seats were arranged like judges' seats in the courtroom. Above them, you could see the symbol of the organization, a serpent coiling around the Sun, preparing to devour it.

"Yes, Lord Gluttony, this is MC." your Master answered.

You could sense 7 pairs of eyes staring down at you, judging you.

"Such...a shiny soul!" one of them exclaimed.

The exclamation sent a shiver down your spine. If they could see your soul, you felt like you could not hide anything from them.

"MC, would you like to go to school?" the one sitting in the middle asked

"I beg your pardon!"

"Pfft...I asked whether you want to go back to school."

"A...anything that you wished me to do, I'll do it." Luckily, Master Llana had trained in the art of pleasing the higher-ups.

"I'm very pleased to here you say that."

"We have a mission for you."

"The Devildom will be holding an exchange program in a week. We meddled with the process of selecting the exchange student so that one of the human raised by us like you will be selected. Apparently, they had chosen you."

You gulped. You knew where this would be going. You would be sent to the center of Devildom as a mole, a despicable spy. If you're caught, a fate worse than death would be waiting for you.

Suddenly, the door opened and the woman sat at the door before went inside and gave you a stack of documents.

"They're the demons on whom you will be gathering the information."

You took a look at the first page of the heavy stack of documents, on which you saw a photo a a black-haired man along with his name.

LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR

You nearly blurted the demon's name out loud.

"Your mission will be gathering the information. Nothing else. Someone else will take care of sabotaging and such."

"And that person will supervise you too."

Hearing the word "supervise", you turned to look at Llana. She had always been the one to supervise you.

"No, Llana will not be accompanying you. She has other missions."

Well, this would be the first mission without your Master.

"If the mission is successful. We will reward you handsomely."

"We will pull strings so that you would become a leader of a villain faction."

"Or freedom, for you...and your Master."

"How's about both?" you asked boldly.

"I'm sorry, Lords, please forgive them for their boldness!" your Master immediately bowed. It was actually fake, as she was the one who taught you to be ambitious and greedy like that, the 7 actually loved greedy and ambitious people.

"HAHAHAHA!" all 7 of them laughed.

"My, my...I actually love greedy people like you, you know." the one sitting on the 3rd seat from the left said.

"The shiny soul...and the boldness...how envious!"

"The f*cking audacity!"

"But I have to admit that's quite hot."

"Boldness is good. *munch* *munch*"

"The energy to be bold...I totally don't have that...hey, Pride, what's your opinion?"

"Hahaha...if you complete the mission, MC, we will grant what you desire."

"You have my thanks." you answered, bowing down despite holding the stack of documents.

"I have a gift for you."

All people in the room, including you, got a shiver sent down their spines. The voice just now came from the serpent on the symbol of the wall on top of the 7, which served as a communication device from the Great Leader.

"We greet the Great Leader!" all the people in the room bowed their heads.

"One of the demons that you have to gather information on has a powerful butler with a powerful ability. With this gift of mine, you can avoid being recognized as the mole by that butler." the Great Leader said.

From the red eye of the serpent, a red beam was shot at your shoulder.

"Argh!" you screamed out of agony, your skin was burning, it was extremely painful. The stack of documents fell to the ground.

When the pain had subsided, you looked at your shoulder. Right on your right shoulder was a red serpent tattoo, the serpent was baring its poisonous fangs towards your neck. With your villainous knowledge, you could tell right away that this was a curse, not a gift.

"We spent many years training you for this great mission, don't fail us!" said the Great Leader.