Chapter 3 – Preparations

[November 30, 2114, Hell’s Highway]

At blinding speed, the Great Lord of Hell passes by his subjects and denizens undisturbed. The scenery was refreshing for the Devil, it was unbelievably similar to the human world. Multiple buildings were in sight and the demons along with otherworldly creatures were basking in fire. But something unusual was moving along with the Devil. Multiple shadowy figures were rushing to the Gates of Hell, not one, definitely not two, but 24 silhouettes were moving at an alarming rate. Of course, the Devil grew suspicious of this act, but he decided to pay it no attention for now.

[November 30, 2114, Royal Capital of Hell]

“This is taking too fucking long” said one of the council members, “Are you sure they’re even taking action at the moment? This is urgent” another member scorned.

“Relax, relax, you guys are getting too stressed. I can assure you geezers that my elite group of assassins are on the way. Heck, they may even be there already!” the shady figure tried to calm the council. “Besides, you dipshits aren’t the ones taking action anyways. You’re just depending on me.” The figure sneered at the members. The high ranking demons suddenly grew silent as if they were children being scolded by their parents. “What’s the matter, cat got your tongue?” the figure bickered more.

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“Silence! This is not the time to be fighting amongst ourselves. Like all you have said, this is a most urgent time where the fate of Hell will be decided. Suddenly, an elderly demon stood up and instantly put a damper on the quarrel “Either we’ll get fucked in the future, or we will continue to live in peace as we have did for thousands of years.”

The members of the council along with the shady figure waited patiently for news about the child’s death.

[November 30, 2114, Portal to the Mortal World]

“Something’s definitely sketchy.” The Devil thought as the shadowy figures were also heading to his destination. He tried to catch up to the figures but has ultimately failed in doing so. Fortunately, there was one dumb fuck from the group who had managed to trip; the Devil immediately took this opportunity to interrogate one of the shadowy figures.

“Well well well, what do we have here! Some retard got left behind by his group.” The Devil snickered at the individual.

“W-what the fuck do you want from me?” the figure was visibly shaking as the Devil pinned him down in unbelievable force.

“Let’s cut to the chase here, what business do you have in the mortal realm? Clearly you guys are from an assassination group. It’s quite rare for an assassination group from Hell, for Hell to have business in the realm of humans.”

“That's confidential, I-I'm sorry.”

“Confidential you say? I guess we’ll have to do this the hard way” the Devil reached his hand towards the head of the figure and performed some sort of magic to tamper with his brain activity. The figure was clearly struggling to resist the Great Lord of Hell and his grasp.

“Hoh, planning to assassinate my vassal are we?” Clearly, the Devil was pissed off that he had unconsciously begun to crush the skull of the figure, the eyes were popping out from the immense pressure of the grip. He tossed away the corpse of the figure and with great haste, he had headed straight for the location of the boy.