DEMON SUPREME

Year 2033

Mumbai.

Early morning 7 AM...

Inside a private room situated in the corner of a marriage venue, a 25-year-old young man is happily getting ready for his marriage ceremony. Before the ten-foot mirror, three girls were actively decorating him with new ceremonial clothes.

One tall girl was adjusting his hair, and the other two short beauties were decorating gold ornaments on his body. 

The young man is completely immersed in checking himself in the opposite mirror. 

"Young master, the bride is definitely lucky to marry a rich, handsome man like you. I really envy her." The tall lady, who was adjusting her hair, spoke in a sweet tone.

"Phat…"

In the next second, the young man before the mirror turned around and slapped the lady with full force.

"I have seen thousands of women in my life. But Lily… Lily is the most beautiful girl with character. It is my fortune to marry such a beauty. So, stop bad-mounting my future wife." 

The young master continued to scold the tall girl.

But suddenly, a beautiful lady in a short office suit barged inside the bedroom with a tense face.

"Why do you always disturb me?" The young man shouted with an irritated expression.

"Young master, your bride is missing." The personal secretary cried out in a tense tone.

Unlike what she expected, the young man didn't feel surprised by the news. With an annoyed face, the young man took the mobile from her hands and signaled for the secretary to stand aside.

While holding the phone close to his ear, the young man started applying makeup to his face. The secretary sat obediently without showing any displeasure. As the three girls were continuing their act of decoration, the young master answered the phone call lazily.

"Young master Kevin!" A bald, slender guy from the other side answered the call in a respectful tone.

"Idiots… What are you all doing when the bride is running away?" Young master Kevin cursed angrily while enjoying the pleasure on one side.

"Young master, we are already searching this entire place for her. Don't worry, we will find her at any cost." The bald guy replied in an assured tone.

"Bastard, she might have already left this place long time ago. Use the CC Tv information to find her. I will break everyone's leg if she is not here by marriage time." Kevin cursed angrily before tossing the phone aside. He directly pulled his secretary into his embrace without caring about the missing bride.

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Year 2035, Mumbai criminal zone…

Due to the surge of repeated pandemics, the crime rate increased exponentially. The jails were flooded with people. To mitigate the financial burden, the government created four big cities/zones. 

The worst criminals who had done inhumane activities were placed in the 'D' zone, and petty and household criminals were placed in the 'C' zone. If a criminal maintained good behavior for 2 years, they would be transferred to the 'B' zone. 

Only exceptional people who maintained good conduct for 4-5 years would be transferred to the 'A' zone. 

The government will strictly monitor C&D zones by placing a remote anklet on their legs. Food will be provided while using the criminals for dangerous jobs. 

For 'B' zone criminals, a red skull tattoo will be placed on their forehead instead of an anklet, and for 'A' zone criminals, a green demon label will be placed on their forearms. 

'A' zone criminals could move freely in the outside world and earn their living. But they must return by evening 7 o'clock. Otherwise, police will trace the criminal using labels on their arms. 

*The most important thing is, 'A' zone criminals won't be released even if they show good conduct for a lifetime. The outside family or relative must sign a surety letter for taking out their people from the criminal zone. The past criminals won't have the right to bring others out. 

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An old white ambassador car running on the highway road… 

A young man named Das with sharp features and neatly cut prisoner's hair is driving the car. With one hand, Das is controlling the car steering and, with the other hand, lifting the windshield glass manually. 

"Hey brat, why are you going so slow? It's already too late." The old man sitting in the back seat cried out while holding hands with his old wife. 

Das smiled at the old man and slowly increased the car speed. Through the rear-view mirror, he observed the old pair, who were holding their hands while speaking in a hushed tone like a newlywed couple. 

While the old man is telling stories, the old lady placed her head on his shoulder and continued to stare at the old man with a peaceful smile. In the meantime, the old man peeled an orange and fed her one piece at a time.

With a glance, one could say that the old couple are made for each other. 

"Sir, we are approaching the city. Should I drop you at the marriage venue or any other place?" Das asked while carefully joining in the long line of traffic.

"Seven Hills marriage palace. Don't get confused. By the way, you seem really young for driving. Don't have any parents?" The old man questioned Das while placing his hand over his wife's shoulder. 

"No sir… I only have my uncle. He also lives with me, here." Das showed the green demon label on his right hand forearm. But Das's smile died down while answering this question.

"It's okay, young man. We all have tragedies in life. It seems like you are a good man. God will definitely help you." The old man sighed in pity. 

Soon Das stopped the car at one side of the road as they reached the destination. The old man walked in the front, and the lady stayed behind to pay the taxi fare.

The old lady paid 10 bucks extra for the taxi fare and silently followed her husband. Meanwhile, Das got down from the car to see the luxurious marriage venue. He observed the decorations and rich arrangements for few minutes.

Instead of leaving right away, he locked the car doors and walked towards the small pan shop across the road. He ordered a milk tea and took the newspaper to read.

While returning from the pan shop, Das saw a commotion outside Marriage Hall. But he ignored everything and started the car engine and left the city.

Whistling out the old song playing in his taxi, Das drove away at a moderate speed. 

Just as Das crossed the city outskirts, he heard a loud commotion. "Stop the car… Hey… You, stop the car. I will kill you if you don't stop." A van full of thugs was following Das's car and shouting at him with an angry glare. All of them are wielding baseball bats and hockey sticks. 

"What the f…?!" Das muttered in a surprised tone while observing the mob from the mirror. At first, he thought of escape. But his old ambassador won't cross the 60-mile mark. 

A slender bald guy is hanging from the van on one side and continues to throw stones at Das's car. With a sigh, he slowed down the car to face the mob. 

"Nooo… don't stop. Go fast." Suddenly a female voice cried out from the back seat of the car.

Das jumped in surprise. As he turned his head to see who was speaking, he saw a slender girl, wearing bride clothes, getting up from below the seat. 

"Hey…" Das cried out in surprise. But the lady is nervously staring at the thugs who were following Das car.

"Who… the heck are you?" Das shouted with a confused face while controlling the car's steering. 

"That's not important… move fast. Those thugs will kill us if we stop." The beautiful lady with angelic features hurriedly replied while staring at the thugs who were approaching at great speed.

"What? Why would they kill me? They were after you. You must have stolen something from them. Otherwise, why would they look so angry?" Das questioned her, continuing to slow down the car. 

The lady's face turned red with annoyance. "Do I look like a thief to you? Act like a real man. Isn't it a taxi? I will pay you ten times the fare. Take me away from the thugs." The lady shouted loudly while removing the transparent bride veil covering her face. 

:-D

For a second, Das's gaze struck on her face. The girl is a charming beauty. Perfect features, milky white skin, natural baby pink cheeks. All in all, she has the beauty of an angel. 

"What are you staring at? Go fast". The girl slapped on his shoulder like a pampered child. 

"Sorry, lady, you chose the wrong taxi. Mine won't go more than 60 miles. But I still doubt that you made a grave mistake. By any chance are you eloping with someone?" Das questioned her after observing the crimson red silk clothes and bride's makeup on her. 

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Note: Don't forget to add the book to your library. 1. Brothel manager 2. Supreme-Arch-Magus. 3. Dragon Supreme

Your's Lovingly,

PeterPan :-)