Chapter 16: The one who knows WRATH
𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥
I stood up in this room I never saw before. "So this is where they brought us." The room was better than that shity room I had to sleep in for sixteen and a half years. Even though it was only two and a half years mentally. "Aaargh! My head! What did that Idiot eat this time?" I had to accept that Beelzebub is before me. I studied the room. First I need clothes and some paper. "That big closet must have clothing." The closet was indeed filled with clothing. "These two clothing are looking new and my size. The purple suit must be from Lucifer and the yellow jacket must be from Mammon or Asmodeus. No! pink and yellow is not a good combination, Asmodeus will never choose that." I choosed to wear a purple t-shirt, because it was closest to my size and easy to move freely in. I also picked the new looking black jeans. "Mammon choosed some good pants though." This color combination was awefull, but it was the best to move with. "I'm not planning on living a peaceful life."
Next was a pen with paper. I walked to the nightstand. "Thats the..." The ring in the dreamworld laid on the nightstand. The stone was ornage. "So it's not mine?" I touched the ring and the stone changed to red. "Intresting..." That was the stone what keeped us connected to the dragon. "I have an idea..." I put the red ring on my finger. 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
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𝘕𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘶𝘩? 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘶𝘩? 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘺, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵?
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𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴... 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘱𝘦𝘥.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘵, father finally replied.
𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
𝘍𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯.
I took off the ring and laid it in my breast pocket. I checked the drawers one had 50 silver pieces in it. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘺. The other two drawers were empty.
"Shit!" The feeling of needing to throw up made me run to the window. I opened it fast and "ugggh!" I threw up around five times.
𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘬 "Are you alright?!" a male adult voice said knocking at the door.
"I'm fine!" I screamed while hanging out of the window.
"Can I come in?!" I had to talk to him eventually.
"Sure!"
The man opened the door. He looked weak, but was taller than me.
"Who are you?!" I had to act panicked, cause I never met him before.
"My name is Martin." He asked me to join him downstairs and so I did. He explained me everything while we ate sandwiches. They were quite good to be fair.
"How many people know about this disorder?" I asked to Martin.
"Only the doctor, the girl Katelyn and me."
"Who is Katelyn?"
"She also workes at the hospital. One of your brothers likes her." I remembered Asmodeus and Leviathan talking about that girl.
"What else do they know?"
"The doctor knows about your magic types and I don't know if Katelyn does?" 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘐 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦.
"What is your name?"
"Huh?"
"Levi is the green haired and Belzu the orange haired." 𝘕𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘩?
"Stan."
"That was fast. Nice to meet you Stan."
"Nice to meet you ouch! What did Belzu eat?" I reached to my head that still hurted like hell.
"He drank alcohol." 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵!
"He did what!"
"I tried to stop him, but he locked himself in the room. After he finally got out the whole bottle was empty. I stole his keys and wanted to punish him by not seasoning his dinner, but... he did not care." Martin explained what happened yesterday. 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘻𝘶 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨. "... And he was talking about a strange dream..."
"Huh? Dream? What dream?"
"You really want to know about your brothers huh? Understandable though. He did not say much. Just about that he was a demon in a strange place with big eyes. That's all he talked about." 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘻𝘶. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘯𝘰𝘸.
"Do you do any work?" I asked to Martin.
"I'm a high ranked chef in Lori village," Martin answered.
"You have work today?"
"Yes from quarter three to a bit before quarter one, so I can be home at midnight." 𝘉𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘰! 𝘛𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.
I stood up and said, "if you don't mind I want to do something. Do you have pen and paper?"
"Yea sure, what for?"
"I wanna contact my brothers."
"Why did I not think of that earlier? Anyway, I'll get some. Follow me to the study room."
The study room was a quiet room with a nice desk and some books. Someone placed here two books, "How To Controle Magic" and The Full Encyclopedia of Fire Magic." 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴. I could read these as well.
"Here you go." Martin placed some paper on the desk and one expensive looking dip pen. "Do you want to write here?" he asked.
"Yes, I think this will do fine. Thank you Martin." I waited for Martin to leave the room and picked up the dip pen. I wrote on the front side: "To my brother. Please pass this to each other. DO NOT LET ANYONE ELSE READ!" I wrote the last sentence in big letters to make sure they read it themselves. I flipped the paper. "Let's begin."
"Dear Brothers. What I will tell you guys will shock you, but before you all get angry, I want to explain why. Maybe you guys already know, but our father is dead. How did I know? I know a lot more, but how did I know this?" I wrote the words:
"I killed our father."
TO BE CONTINUED...
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Official_Narwal This was a bit of a short chapter. It is the beginning of volume 2. We finally met our last main character WRATH AKA Satan AKA Stan. Do you guys remember the first chapter where Belphegor found himself in front of his dead dad? It was Stan who killed him. The next chapter he will tell you guys EVERYTHING.
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