Reunion

Hmm, so the day has come. Today, I will meet my brother.

And in this same day, I will kill my brother.

I sit here, in my study, waiting.

_________________________________________

Sebastian did not like xavier. Not one bit, but he must follow lord Zetian's orders.

Xavier... he was an anomaly in the bloodline.

Tsufaame Tereaku Leviathan. That was the woman he married. However, before her, xavier showed no interest in women, even looking at his father with disdain and disgust at his escapades.

He always preached how women are not objects, they should be treated equally and with respect. That women were just as important as men. Asmodeus looked at the body as if he was diseased, and he began to search for a cure.

Asmodeus simply could not fathom how his child would not treat women like objects of his lust.

Even resorting to... devious methods as his child slept. Hiring a few women to... awaken his desires.

The boy wasn't pleased with his father's attempts.

All of it changed when he met Tsufaame Tereaku Leviathan. That women awoke his desires because he fell in love. The ultimate sin for an asmodeus.

Asmoedus himself never fell in love amongst all his conquests. For his son to do so... was utterly disappointing.

Asmoedeus even questioned whether he was truly his son.

Ultimately, there was only one choice in his father's mind.

Exile.

He threw the boy out. Removed his line of his own flesh and blood.

Leviathan took him in, where he fell in love with Tsufaame even deeper. Leviathan approved and the two married.

Asmodeus began to theorise after Zetian was born. He, the incarnate of lust had spawned two separate lines.

Xavier, who loved.

Zetian, who lusted.

Since he was a child, Zetian openly lusted after the maid's, uncaring of how they felt. But xavier never made any moves or looked at the maid's with even a drop of lust.

Tsufaame and Xavier had two children.

Katarea and Creusery.

Creusery loved katarea.

Katarea felt nothing for her brother.

Truly a disappointing line.

_________________________________________

I sat here in my study. Its nice and calm here. The book which my father had spoken of in his journal 'thoughts for sleep'

'The devil sleeping disease. It's an ailment that has affected our species since lucifer created us. From what I've been able to narrow down, it is inherently woven into the devil race. Lucifer used his own blood to create devils, so it may be a result of his angel heritage actively fighting against the very antithesis he created.'

So lucifers biology influences our own? For being the angel who fell because of pride, its surprising that there isn't as noticeable an influence.

Speaking of lucifer, how will I deal with their bloodline? Vali... a battle maniac who most definitely will have the upper hand with divine dividing. Vali most definitely has a form of poison resistance as albion was said to use poisonous breath.

I'm unaware of the strength and dose so i can't make any accurate guesses. But I'll have to deal with him in another way.

Samael? No... I can't control that creature. Not without incredible preparation. Even then, I am unsure how effective it will be since his poison can even affect dragon gods.

"Ahem." I blinked out of my thoughts. There stood Xavier. My brother. I have no memory of him, so i assume he was born before me. I likely only interacted with him before the age where I could properly remember.

"I'm... Happy... to see that you have woken up." No matter how I tried, he would not meet my eyes. Does he perhaps feel guilty?

"Sebastian never informed me that you ever visited. Why is that?" He froze like a child being scolded by his father.

"I couldn't. Sebastian would kill me. I couldn't take you away from here. The only reason I joined the old Satan faction is to stay with my children." Hmm. I can use that.

Observe.

Xavier Asmodeus

Lvl 100

Hp: 4651

Mp: 3980

Str: 2001

Dex: 2000

Agi: 1976

End: 1509

Int: 1000

Luck: 23

Charisma: 80

Hmm. He barely scratches high class.

I glanced to the two cups of tea on my table, as did he.

"Take one." I grabbed mine, Xavier hesitantly grabbed his. As expected, he thinks something is wrong.

I gave him a kind smile.

"If you're worried, we can switch cups. I understand your hesitation with how politics are. There is no rush, Brother. We must take things at our own pace, right now, I'm reading through Father's-"

"Don't call him father. He was no father to either of us." I sighed, silently of course.

"Regardless of your feelings towards him, he knew things about the devil sleeping disease. And I've also learnt we have a half sister." My brother froze.

"Take your time. Drink if you need to." I placed my own drink in front of him.

"Thank you brother." He took that drink, sipped a good amount. That trusting look is amazing.

"What..." His body went limp in his chair, slumping like a man with no bones. Only his eyes could move now.

"That's one fast acting paralytic agent. Those were the best herbs I could find. Sadly no lethal ones, though I suppose there was no point searching for poisonous herbs in a 'sacred forest'."

System, if I kill one of them, will I get half the rewards.

You'll be able to choose one of the two rewards. Didn't expect you to do it this fast...

Ah, wonderful. Out of 500 stats and a book of kyokushin karate, I'm taking the karate.

Daewi was quite the monster even before charyuk. Able to destroy a good chunk of the ring.

"Oh my dear brother. Why on earth would I invite you into my home for any good reason? I suppose you didn't know my personality, but did you not expect sebastian to have influenced me? Say for example, planted deep seated hatred within me, specifically for you. Truly naive for someone who went through a civil war."

The terror in his eyes, like I was a monster.

But I'm just his brother.

I firmly placed my hands around his neck. What a familiar feeling. How long has it been since I last did this? A few years maybe.

"It was a pleasure meeting you." My grip tightened, effectively cutting off his airways and choking him to death. Due to the stark difference in physical ability.

He and I could never get along.

Xavier seemed to be a rather upstanding fellow. He would absolutely despise me.

I cannot have such an issue present in my life.

"Sebastian." In came my butler, as soon as he saw Xavier's corpse, the utter glee that I saw in his eyes.

"Thank you, my lord."

I expected this. He really wants them dead.

"Sebastian. If I was to make something that would restructure your anatomy in that of a female, would you take it?" The devilish butler smiled.

"My lord. I am your servant. I will be your sword. Your shield. Your envoy. Your sex slave. Anything you desire, I will follow your orders. If you wish to change my gender so that I can relieve you, then that will happen when you wish."

The level of fanaticism. Most would be unnerved as fanaticism can very quickly turn to hostility if their image of their idol is tainted. But a level of fanaticism to serve an entire bloodline and be whatever they may ask, that is truly wonderful.

My methods won't change. Not a chance.

"Drain his corpse of blood. I might have a use for it later." In terms of rituals and other things, blood may very well be important.

_________________________________________

"Movement from the old Satan faction you say? I explicitly ordered them not to move yet."  The old man held his fist to his cheek, irritation clear on his face before returning to a sly smile.

"Well, it just gives me a reason to cut my support down. You don't bite the hand that feeds you. What made them move?" His servant cleared his throat.

"It... it would appear Sebastian Michaelis made a move against Xavier Asmodeus." That shocked the old man.

"Sebastian does have quite the temper... but it's definitely not just that. I can only assume that Zetian has woke up." The servant was confused. Who in the underworld was called Zetian?

'So asmodeus' second born had Sebastian attack the old Satan faction? No... I don't think that's it. Well, we'll send clementine. If he's awake, she'll kill him. If he's not, I'll have Sebastian imprisoned.'

The first trial of Zetian's blood had arose.

Zekram Bael. The man who held a serious grudge against Asmodeus.

_________________________________________

"Brother. Why do you work so hard?" A sickly young girl with brown hair, a few white strands ran through it all.

The girl was in a white see-through nightgown revealing her underwear.

"Because I have to. I wasn't born with overwhelming power like you Maria. All I've got is my body, so I'll train. I push my body past its limits. I, want to be a Satan one day." The girl giggled a bit before collapsing.

"Maria!" Sairaorg lifted his sister, rushing her to her bed as fast as he could.

Maria had always been frail, even since birth. And that was for a simple reason.

Twins.

Twins were an extraordinary phenomena among the devil race due to their fertility rates. If Twins were to occur, the bloodline trait would likely be split between the two.

But that was not what happened.

Instead, during the 9 months, all of the power of destruction went to Maria.

All of it. Thus, Maria's state. Her body is saturated with the Bael bloodline, to the point that it is harmful to her own health.

The power of destruction is too much for her body to handle, Maria cannot even control it.

"I truly am pitiful. To have you cater to me like a senile old human." Sairaorg was upset. Hearing those words from his sister.

"Don't say things like that! When I was young, I was jealous of you. I wanted the power of destruction. But every day, I watch your condition get worse and worse, and I realised, those with the most talent, hold the greatest burdens. You have greater talent than even Sirzechs Lucifer, but you can't even use your power." Maria giggled again as the power of destruction pulsed through her body.

Pain coursed through her entire body.

"Brother. Get me a book on anatomy." Her meathead of a brother was confused, why did she need a book on anatomy.

"I can already guess what you're thinking, you dummy." Maria weakly flicked her brother in the forehead, despite how futile it was.

"You see, if my body is the issue, then some modifications need to be made. What has more resistance to the power of destruction than the power of destruction itself?" Sairaorg hadn't considered this.

"Isn't that dangerous? Not only would you need an absurd amount of control, but what would it do to your soul? The power of destruction can destroy souls!" Maria smirked.

"This is all a gamble. If I am confined to the house for my almost eternal life, have I truly lived?" It was a good point for her. Why would she spend thousands of years trapped in this mansion unable to even freely move around.

"I can't say I understand, sis. But, being trapped in one place for too long without being able to do anything sounds like pure torture. But, I'll help you as much as I can. Even if I have to give up my life-" a harsh slap struck his cheek.

"Never say something like that again. I won't have you throwing away your life so that I can live mine. That would be a life not belonging to me." Sairaorg was in shock, never had his sister done something like this.

"Sorry, sis."

_________________________________________

These chapters sure do take a while because I haven't planned them out as much as my other two stories.

Join the discord, it's in the bio.