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She tempted the devil

The throne of hell has been long contested by Lucifer and Satan .Both had their era that they ruled. Lucifer ruled at the beginning of human history and Satan ruled till the end of world war 1 and 2. The prestigious title of the Devil was only shared between these two brothers,who were actually twins and were sometimes mistaken as one entity. Lucifer was the demon of pride and Satan, the demon of wrath.Both were powerful so they had every right to rule the empire of demons. Well,everything was rosy until the demons make a declaration .Pride and wrath were no longer the sins that ruled the world,lust was.Yes, the demons wanted Asmodeus, the youngest prince of hell to take the throne. But wait,did they expect Lucifer to swallow his pride or Satan to act like he was not enraged by their demand. Asmodeus,the MC was definitely not into the whole becoming the Devil thing but Lucifer offers him the throne in return for a soul.The soul of the only one not corrupted by Asmodeus' lust which the dominated world at that moment.He is not interested in the throne but is moved by the challenge. Who is that mortal,who dared tempt the devil.She is Maria, an innocent young virgin lady who decided to live a celibate life .Oh that decision would never hold,hell no,not with the god of lust around.

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Never

As Uriel reached out to extract Belzebub's spirit from Chris, a van suddenly appeared out of nowhere and slammed into the Archangel, sending him crashing to the ground. The van screeched to a halt, and Belzebub's eyes widened in shock as Asmodeus, his estranged brother, emerged from the vehicle.

"Asmo, what the hell are you doing here?" Belzebub demanded, his voice laced with disbelief.

Before Asmo could respond, Uriel sprang to his feet and charged towards Belzebub, only to be frozen in place by Asmo's commanding voice. "Uriel, freeze!"

Asmo let out a sigh as he said,"Wow, I can't believe that really worked."

Belzebub's eyes darted between his brother and the immobilized Archangel, confusion and suspicion etched on his face. "How did you...? You can't possibly...!"

Asmo's expression turned serious. "Look, I know you're confused, but we need to leave right this instance.We need to get out of here asap."

Belzebub took a step back, his eyes narrowing. "What kind of deal did you make with the Archangels, Asmo? You're not even a Saint, yet you wield the Grace of God?"

Asmo's gaze remained steady. "Look I will explain everything later.That's not the most important thing right now. What matters is getting out of here before it's too late."

I watched the exchange, my feral state still fixed on Belzebub, but my mind reeling with the sudden turn of events.

As I crept closer, I suddenly lunged at Belzebub but Asmo's eyes locked onto me, and he pulled Belzebub out of my reach just in time.

Belzebub pushed Asmo aside, his eyes flashing with anger. "I don't need your help, Asmo. This is all part of my plan."

Asmo's eyes widened in shock as he asked, "Who the hell is that? Belzebub, I knew you were into creating abominations, but when did they turn against you?"

Belzebub pushed Asmo aside, his eyes blazing with defiance. "I don't need your help, Asmo. That abomination is part of my plan. Samson bound me to his body with a mortal curse, and the only way to break it is for me to temporarily possess another body and then allow myself to be killed by his son."

The truth hit me like a ton of bricks. Belzebub wanted me to kill Chris, who was still trapped under his control to break the curse and gain the ability to possess anyone he desired.

It then dawned on me - Belzebub's curse, his possession of Chris, it all made sense now. I fought against my feral instincts, refusing to give in to Belzebub's manipulation.

My mind raced as I fought against the urge to obey Belzebub's command.

Asmo's voice brought me back to reality. "Belzebub, what's going on?"

Belzebub turned to Asmo, a sinister grin spreading across his face. "Just a little family reunion, Asmo. Nothing to concern yourself with.Hey Asmo, hand me a knife,I have some unfinished business with this kid."

Asmo passed him the knife while saying,"Dude, what ever just tell him to make it quick."

With a snarl, Belzebub handed me the knife. "It's time Daniel,finish what your dad started. Kill me and break the curse."

My hand trembled as I took the knife, my mind racing with the implications. I knew that if I killed Belzebub,I would be betraying Chris and giving in to Belzebub's manipulation.

With a loud scream, I fought against the urge to obey Belzebub's command. I threw the knife away and screamed, "Never!"

Belzebub's eyes narrowed. "Then you die."

Asmo's eyes widened as he heard what Belzebub said to me.

"I don't think so, Belzebub. If the kid is not going to let you use him to break your curse.Just set him free from your deal."

Belzebub sneered. "And what are you going to do about it,stop me.Asmo!!!,are you going turn on me.Do you really think you can take me down?"

Asmo's face set in determination.

"I don't need to take you down, Belzebub. I just need to set this boy free."

Belzebub snorted. "You think you can control me, Asmo? I am the only one who pulls the strings around here."

Asmo's eyes flashed with confidence as he declared,

"Not anymore, Belzebub. The Grace of God gives me the power to command even you."

The ground suddenly began to shake and Asmo's expression turned grave. "We need to leave, now. They're coming."

Belzebub's eyes blazed with defiance, but Asmo's commanding voice silenced him. "Shut up, Belzebub. Set the boy free and let's go."

Belzebub's eyes widened in shock as Asmo's words struck a chord. He knew he was beaten.

Belzebub struggled against Asmo's grip, but it was too late. Asmo's command had already been given, and Belzebub was forced to obey.

With a snarl, I watched Belzebub get whisked away as he obviously hated the fact that he was forced to release me from his control.I felt my body slowly relax as the headaches and unbearable fever subsided . I collapsed to the ground, gasping for air as they entered their van and sped away, leaving me weakened and helpless.

As the van vanished from sight, I realized that Belzebub still possessed Chris' body, and I was left with only one thought - I had to rescue my friend, no matter the cost.

The scene faded to black as I lost consciousness, the sound of the van's tires fading into the distance.

I was left whispering the only name I could call on right now, "Gabriel, Gabriel, Gabriel...."

But there was no answer. The van drove away, leaving me weak and helpless. Chris' body slumped to the ground, and I collapsed beside him, my vision fading to black.

When I came to, I was alone. Chris was gone. The van was gone. I was left with nothing but the memories and echoes of my desperate cries for Gabriel.

I stumbled to my feet, my heart racing, and looked around frantically for any sign of Chris or the van. But there was nothing. Just the empty street, the dark night, and the soul crushing silence.