Capítulo 57: Chapter 57: THE FACELESS MONSTER
Belphegor awakes, drenced in sweat,
A nightmare recalling, his beloved's death,
Frightened, he ended his nightmare,
But how he wished, that she was really there.
His eyes quickly scanned his room,
But no light was peeking, though the sun would rise soon,
He tries to fix his hair, as he tries his best to stop his tears,
But no matter how hard he tries, it would always end up smeared.
He walks out of his room,
His eyes still in a gloom,
On his way, he sees Asmodeus in a hurry,
In his arms were food, bath supplies, and clothes he could carry.
Belphegor could see that Asmodeus was biting his lips,
Enduring the pain, from his back and his hips,
His friend probably would bring it to Sellena and the little one,
"What are you doing? Your injuries isn't even gone,"
"Oh! Hey, Mr. Dark and Gloomy,"
"Don't dodge the question, you're not being funny,"
"Oh, could it be, that you're worried about me?"
"Pff, walk out then, and carry all the things you see,"
Asmodeus sticks out his tongue to tease him,
But Belphegor ignored as Asmodeus continued his steps to a corner slim,
While still pissed, Belphegor was deeply concerned,
So he took some things off of him,
"Don't stare at me like that, I'm just afraid you're worned,"
"Ah, anyways thanks, I appreciate your kindness,"
"Wow, that's some new words, has your brain been blessed?"
"Nope, I just wanted to thank you, Belphegor,"
"You've been learning from her, huh? 'Cause I haven't heard it before,"
Asmodeus didn't reply, as his focus to the stair lies,
And already burning from aside, Belphegor stopped him, as he questioned, "Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why are you suddenly like that?
"Be more specific, Belphs,"
"You used to only look for yourself,
Why can't you rest for about two days,
When the wound healed, and you're already okay,"
"Unlike me, humans and Beelzebub get hungry easily,
Sellena also requested, that I get clean clothes immediately,
Saying she wanted, to clean herself as quickly, adding that the clothes I have in my closet, were rather all dusty,"
"What is it that she have that you're slaving yourself?"
"Pff, I'm not, once I get what she has left,"
"Ridiculous, I don't see the same burning mischief in your eyes,
You know that loving a human, always comes at a price,"
"I don't love her, I'm just gaining her trust so I could get what I want, like what I always do,"
"Hm, I wonder if your words, are just as true,"
"Believe me, I won't fall in love, it's boring to commit,
It's like surrendering your freedom, and admitting defeat,"
Belphegor sighs in relief,
Good that he's not tainted, by Sellena's beliefs,
How Belphegor loathed God, for loving humans more,
Then he suddenly found themselves, already at Sellena's door.
"Beelz? What are you doing here?"
Asmodeus asked, already in fear,
Beelzebub was covered in a bloody mess after all,
Not that it was unusual, but this time, it was so much more.
"I...I just ate,
I heard your newest bride singing, so I for some time stayed,"
Asmodeus sighed in relief as he entered his room rather quickly,
His worries washing away, as he saw Sellena smiling happily.
"Wow...that's too many for the things I have asked,"
"Don't mind it, it was an easy peasy task,"
"But you still have help from your friend, Belphegor,"
"And so? He did it, because he was bored,"
"By the way, dress up immediately, we're going to the arena today,"
"What? Another murderous play?"
"It's better watching, than be the one fighting,
Lucifer tasked all of us to go there, no questions, no complaining,"
...
Azazel flew high,
as he said the name, still in the sky,
A teen-aged girl, was to be fighting,
But this time, the games have changed a little,
And it's clear, that it's harder to be a winner.
Because of some people that refused to kill each other,
A new set of games, has been advised by Lucifer,
Rather than each other, they will face hellish monsters,
After picking, one of the two conditions.
Azazel whispers, to the trembling child,
But Stacy who was near her, quickly confide,
Being the giving person, that she is,
She said in a low voice, "I'll fight instead of her, please do grant my wish,"
Azazel looked surprised, how funny this woman was,
But before he could do anything, to Lucifer he asked,
"Let the woman be killed by her foolishness,"
Lucifer said, coldly, and in all harshness.
Stacy entered the arena, and though scared for what is near,
She tried to concentrate, and swallow her fear,
Azazel gave her a box, with two paper rolls,
As Stacy picks one, and a gate then beholds-
A monster big, and strong and wide,
And it's sharp razor teeth, it failed to hide,
It has no eyes, but has big pointed ears,
It screams and hollers, his feet heavy and big.
Stacy quickly falls, shaking at the sight of him,
"How come I fight, a monster such as him?"
"You can carry weapons, if you have God then let him save you,"
Azazel said mockingly, as Stacy's anxiety speedily grew.
The monster was drooling, and she knew right then she'd be dying,
But until a manly voice called from the crowd,
"Let me in the arena,"
He said in a voice so loud.
Azazel once again laughed,
While Stacy looked up above,
There, she saw the man with round black eyes,
And in an assuring voice he said, "I won't let her die,"
The blonde woman cried immediately,
As Lucifer allowed what he thinks was stupidity,
"More drama, more fun for the demons watching patiently,
If they asked to be killed, I'd let them, quite willingly,"
And there, the man enters the dome,
And for once, Stacy, had yet not felt alone,
Although a stranger, there was sincerity in his eyes,
Oh how Stacy hoped, that they would win, despite its size.
The man quickly picked the arrow,
As Stacy prayed for a new tomorrow,
And as he advised her to go to the other side,
He ready himself, aiming at the monster with pride.
In the end, who do you think among them died?
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