Jayden looked at Aiden with a dull expression and said, "Wow. That really hurts my feelings…" he added dryly.

Aiden quickly replied, "No, no! I mean, like those stories with levi— I mean, Leviathan, the demon of the seas!"

Jayden scoffed. "So you came at twilight just to tell me one of dad’s jokes? Should I pack you some cookies too?"

"Nooo! I’m not joking! I have proof!" Aiden insisted.

Jayden raised an eyebrow, and said sarcastically. "Really? So, you’ve got pitchforks, horns, and a demon tail? Yeah, right. Maybe no more sugar for you, Ai-Ai."

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Aiden frowned. "Well, here… I’ll show you."

Suddenly, four demon wings sprouted from Aiden's back, followed by horns and a tail. Jayden’s eyes widened as he stammered, "Wha— THE HELL! What? do I have that?!"

Aiden smiled. "I think all the signs are there. You’ve got fire and ice powers, which is kind of a giveaway. And having illusion magic? That’s a must. You’re definitely a true son of Naaz."

Jayden interrupted, "Wait, wait—what do you mean by 'a true son of Naaz? You mean Naaz, like the Devil of Hubris? Yeah, right. You might have the wings to prove it, but I’m not buying it."

Aiden sighed and summoned a book. He sat down, flipping through the pages. "Thousands of years before Alabaster, there was the Chaos Order, the Order of the Seven Deadly Sins: Wrath, Hubris, Despair, Avarice, Envy, Apathy, and Cupidity. These are the seven sins. If one commits any of them, thee shall be sent to Tartarus—the deepest part of hell—where unimaginable torture awaits."

Aiden closed the book and grinned. "So, what do you think?" he asked cheerfully.