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The Death Squad had betrayed Kenzo, leaving him without protection. Alone, he faced a group of skilled killers closing in. The odds of surviving this ordeal diminished with each passing second. Yet, survival wasn't Kenzo's only concern; having experienced death and a brief visit to hell, he knew the consequences of not making it out alive. Most humans couldn't escape hell unless their soul was recalled, but Kenzo's resurrection hinted at a demonic influence, evident in the sinister energy surrounding him. The flames of hell roared, demons shrieked, and cries formed an eerie melody. Despite the chaos, the gates of hell remained sealed, preventing demons from crossing into the living realm. This begged the question: How did a Succubus and a minion manage to breach the cracks of underworld, committing a taboo that angered the high lords of hell?
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Beelithina lacked grace and held no notable position in that world. As a demon, she lacked value due to the negative perception of succubi. They weren't fighters and relied on men's semen for survival, collecting it in spirit form through dreams. Their semi-immortality depended on humanity's continuation, but a taboo was broken when Beelithina's physical body crossed over. Her race faced extinction as they lost the ability to collect what they needed after Asmodeus' ascension. Beelithina, understanding the urgency, took drastic action, breaking an unknown taboo to save her kind.
But she understood that demons would inevitably come for her. Like her, they would diminish in demonic energy upon crossing over. This is why she sought a human whom she could transform into an Incubus, maximizing his strength before their arrival.
Kenzo held a unique advantage; he grew stronger the longer he remained in this realm, in contrast to the demons weakening upon arrival. Yet, she acknowledged that this might not suffice, especially depending on the demon sent after her.
Beelithina's knowledge was limited, noting the significant time difference between the two realms. Ten minutes here equaled ten years there, giving demons ample time to amass strength. Her priority was nurturing Kenzo, turning him into a formidable force, even though he teetered on the brink of death.
Ironically, she considered that death might be a blessing for him. Crafting an Incubus for the first time, she believed that if he descended to hell in that form, he would be blessed with the advantage of time but he might also never return.
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The day turned into night, and Kenzo's eyes opened to an unfamiliar place. He felt alive, despite the pain from earlier. Confused about his survival and location, he tried to move, but his entire body was numb—both a good and bad sign, indicating life. Scanning the room, he realized he wasn't in a hospital, concluding that the poison must have been countered. This couldn't be a coincidence; someone had the antidote. Feeling defenseless, Kenzo knew there had to be a reason for his rescue.
He heard footsteps and a distant voice talking, but no response followed. This meant the person this stranger was taking to was likely on the other end of the phone. Kenzo considered the possibility that someone familiar with his job had saved him, understanding both his role and appearance. If true, he needed to eliminate this person. "Where am I!?" Kenzo screamed, pretending to be scared, hoping to make his captor worry and not check on him. Fortunately, this tactic succeeded, not that he ever doubted it wouldn't.
Kenzo's gaze shifted to the door's opening, but the person hesitated before entering. Despite their caution, the individual eventually stepped inside.
"Are you the one who rescued me?" Kenzo inquired, observing the woman entering. She wore scrubs and a nose mask, but Kenzo was more intrigued by how she located him and her intentions.
"Yes, I am," the woman replied, avoiding eye contact and clearing her throat.
Unfazed by her identity, Kenzo was primarily curious about her methods in finding him and her motives.
"Why did you save me?" Kenzo questioned, though her inability to meet his gaze conveyed the answer.
Kenzo's charisma was undeniable, capable of influencing almost anyone. This woman was no exception; she felt compelled to rescue him the moment she saw him.
She fell under Kenzo's charm, a nurse on a short break, seeking refuge in the alley to smoke discreetly due to the hospital's no-smoking policy for staff. It was there that she saw the most perfect person she'd ever laid eyes on.
She didn't understand why, but an inexplicable force compelled her to assist him. Despite the administered medicine, Kenzo should have succumbed, yet his body displayed remarkable resistance, actively countering the poison as if producing its own antidote.
Kenzo sensed something amiss with the woman, but gradually, his body responded, allowing him to move his fingers. Realizing the importance of tying up loose ends, he contemplated the need to eliminate her. His life remained in jeopardy, and she had witnessed his face; who knew what else she might have observed?
Yet, what was this? What was this strange sensation? Kenzo soon grasped why she couldn't maintain eye contact – something was protruding beneath the sheets. A typical person might have felt embarrassed, but Kenzo dismissed it, puzzled by the nurse's extreme reaction given her profession.
"Does this bother you?" Kenzo inquired, oblivious to the discomfort it caused. To him, it was just an erection, unaware of its impact on her.
"Um... I-I'll be right back!" The lady excused herself, prompting Kenzo to swiftly grab a pen from his bedside table.
Despite initial impressions, she didn't appear to pose a threat, but Kenzo, influenced by his past assignment, remained cautious.
It turned out the lady was more than meets the eye – a formidable adversary, a veritable demon. Kenzo couldn't afford to let his guard down.
He could hear noises in the other room and a closer examination of where he was, told him that he was in a basement somewhere.
It was too dark to make out any other thing but if she was a nurse, then why wasn't he in a proper hospital?
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