Introduction

The Great Sage - no one in Hell didn't know that name. The Auxiliary Advisor of Satan and a man with unique standing and privileges, also known as "Locus". His titles weren't unreasonable... he was one of the greatest minds that history has ever seen and his reasoning and philosophical skills were on the level of thinking beyond universes into the multiversal significance of events. However, he was only a bit above average spiritually with a ton of potential and it is common knowledge that you cant develop spiritually after physical death, so he decided to reincarnate back to Earth with the intention of becoming even stronger even if it meant living another life filled with despair and suffering and resetting his mind.

His ethereal and lengthy white hair was gently shining as he entered Satan's Grand Palace; the Pandemonium and proceeded to the meeting room.

A beautifully decorated Palace that no man could even come up with; beauty that isn't imaginable with mere human imagination is what was seen ornamented - the Rococo style but thousands of times even more magnificent.

Locus sees the Four Grand Gods seated on the chairs of the meeting room and deeply bows.

"Baal Zebul, Lady Astarte, Lord Azazel and Lord Satan, I deeply thank you for everything that you all have done for me. I shall depart to reincarnate and try to advance spiritually and help our cause."

"Don't try to help me too much, I will probably recover part of my memories from just daydreaming and reasoning but if something goes amiss, I would appreciate a wake-up call."

The Great Sage let out a final goodbye to the Monarchs of Hell and departed with the light as his memories gradually faded.

"Life path number 9? As expected of the one they call The Great Sage..." Azazel exclaimed with a gentle smile.

[Reborn 200X/09/XX as a Libra]