In front of him, was a demon. This demon was no ordinary demon however. It had seven eyes and seven horns. Each eye was completely different, making one feel extremely nauseous. It had four arms and a long, reptilian tail. Large spikes were visible on its back, giving it an extremely terrifying appearance. Sharp claws tipped its five fingered hands and three toed feet. It was at least 100 feet tall, yet “He” showed no fear.
“...How rare. I haven’t had a visitor in millenniums.” The demon says, intrigued that someone entered upon his domain. Even more so considering that it was a child, an elfen boy no less.
“Are you the demon known as Belphagor Alvictius Demacius Vetren Kalvakik?” The boy asked.
“Yes, I am the demon known as Belphagor, the weaver of nothing.” The demon answered.
“I wish for power.” The boy responded.
“Ho… so you wish to sell your soul to the devil?” The demon asked.
“If that is what I must do for power, then so be it. I will willingly sell my soul for power.” The elf retorted with a fierce expression.
“But you see boy… you are not strong enough. Your soul alone is not worth giving you my power.” The demon told him.
“Then… I offer you this.” From behind the boys back he pulled out a small white crystal. The crystal was extremely beautiful but small in length. But this was more than an ordinary crystal. This crystal was-
“... The gem of elven souls.” With blinding speed the demon appeared in front of the child, all seven eyes focusing on him.
“Why do you have that item boy?” The demon's breath smelled of rotting death, but the boy refused to gag.
“It was gifted upon me by a very valuable friend of mine. Do we have a deal or not?” Clearly the boy did not want to talk about how he got such an item, but the demon didn’t seem to notice.
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“Did you steal it? No, I can tell it is bound to your blood. But that should be impossible, unless… are… are the elves all… are the elves all dead?” The demon asked. But there should be no way that could be possible. A whole race, gone? But the truth of the fact is right there!
“Yes. The elves… have been decimated.” This news was shocking to this demon. He had been trapped in this seal for millions of years, so naturally he knew nothing about the goings of the world above.
“What an intriguing… wow. Nevertheless, I am not one to refute a business deal. I am also highly curious as to what happened to the elves…”
“I wish for a full contract. Nothing less.” The boy said, shocking the demon,
“How did you know about…”
“I have seen the memories of every soul in the gem of souls. I know how demons trick people. You are the trickiest of them all.”
“Looks like someone did his homework, hehehe. Fine mortal. I, Belphagor Alvictius Demacius Vetren Kalvakik, The Weaver of Nothing, The King of All and The Demon who Slayed god, accepts a full contract with…?”
“Cerediron Lithonion.”
“...Cerediron Lithonion, in return for his soul and the gem of souls until his wish is finished.” A black light appeared in the middle of the boys chest and on the demon's chest. They tied together, making an extremely intricate knot.
“Now then elf… I am curious. What do you plan to do with my power?” The boy was silent for a long time. A tear rolled down his mis-colored eye, slowly falling off his chin.
“I will slay god.”