Chelumebel VII

Beelzebub walked through Chelumebel's walls, hands in pockets, with Lilith close behind.

"Are you sure about this…?" she asked him.

"I've got nothing else to do. Someone ate all the food."

Lilith looked up. "He's… still not moving."

"The guy?"

"Yeah… we'll be approaching him soon."

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Akasan was sitting against the wall, fast asleep. He was no longer powered up, he'd gotten used to Chelumebel in the unknown amounts of time he's been there.

VOOSH!!

Akasan sensed an astounding high-pressured energy coming his way. He stood up, on guard.

"Behind you, goofball."

Akasan turned around, and there he was— Demon Lord Beelzebub.

Lilith looked at Akasan, almost astonished. "How long has it been for him since I left? His facial hair is twice as long!" she thought.

Akasan smiled. "You're… Beelzebub, right?"

"In the flesh."

"Finally…! I thought I'd never be able to get out of here. I wanted to talk to you."