The Devil Is Awake
In the corridors of hell, reapers were doing as they pleased and level one demons vanquishing level four, giant species crushing both level one and level all demons while Uprea feasted on the sight before him as he watched Azazel’s creations destroy one another.
The master of hell made his way out of his chambers and every chaotic demon stopped in their tracks as they bowed down and chorused “Master”.
Just that one word alone was enough to get Uprea sprinting from his sitting position.
With one move of Azazel’s hands stretched out, Uprea returned to his former position as he stared at the god of hell.
“So this is what my domain has become in my absence of slumber, mmh Uprea?, questioned Azazel with eyes as calm as ever.
“No master Azazel it’s just this disobedient reapers roaming around…..” said Uprea when Azazel cut in saying,
“Where is Gatekeeper and Flamer?”, and just as he had questioned,