Tale Of A Backstabbing Brother (1)

Ashton's entire demeanour was changed in a fraction of a second. He wasn't in the driver's seat but could feel Astaroth's rampaging emotions. In the year he had known him, Ashton had never seen Astaroth lose his emotions, but now he was on the verge of going on a rampage. 

Astaroth's emotional turmoil was expected, considering Beelzebub was the one who took everything from him. His life, His love, his respect... everything. But the cycle of time and karma never forgets nor does it forgives. Astaroth could finally have the justice he had been waiting for so long. 

"It really is you, isn't it." Beelzebub chuckled, "The bloodlust in your eyes... there is no mistaking it. How long has it been since the General of Gluttony and the General of Massacre were in each other's presence?"