" What of our child? Do you not want to see it grow?" she cried.
" I am thinking of our child and even you Marianna," Ehzia said gently voice cracking from tears and Marianna too went into tears.
" Annabelle take her away," Ehzia said to a woman, she was a Blessed Devine and she did as told.
" Please Ehzia, don't do this!" Marianna screamed with tears.
" Now-" Ehzia started, but was immediately stabbed through the chest.
All the smaller demons went back across the bridge and as the Leader Demon was pulling Ehzia across the bridge his body exploded into a ball of light halfway and ascended upwards. The demon cursed in his demon tongue and left.
After three months two of the Blessed Divines Pablo and Bonx retook the kingdom and dubbed themselves rulers and no one complained, not that complaining would have helped. Pablo and Bonx were please by Gods, while they were just standing, moving flesh and blood.
Ehzia was sent to heaven his spirit always looked from the above watching his pregnant wife, she was in great sadness. And he also saw who was the evil among the Blessed Divines. A month later Ehzia watched helplessly was Pablo and Bonx planned his wife assassination which was a success.
Ehzia begged the gods to help and he was told that they shouldn't interfere with human matters. In time Ehzia hatred for the two sent him to the first Stage of hell. And as for Marianne she was sent to hell as her heart blazed with Hatred even wishing for the death of all of humanity.
Just as the Demon had promised they never attacked. As time passed everyone forgot about Ehzia sacrifice as the kingdom blossomed. Children got there gifts from above and school and teaching were made.
Hundreds of years had passed since then and many kingdoms, Cities, Villages, Customs and Laws were established, even newer gods.
The sun was burning it's glorious light onto the land of man as people went off there daily lives.
On the other side of life deep down in the depths of the underworld where the sinners, demons and devils resided.
" Fargn'l is back!" announced a demon in his demon tongue his voice rough.
All the other demons stopped what they were doing turning their attention to the noise. There they saw the empty space started to glow as the air tore open revealing a dark bridge. In the distance at the other edge of the bridge they saw green fields and sunlight.
Through the space camera demon and he landed with a heavy thud pooling in his dark blackish coloured blood.
" Ohhh," gasped the other demons.
" Is he'a dead?" one demon asked.
" No he'sa learning to swim'a Of course he'sa dead!" another demon answered irritated in a shout.
" Whatever who cares, bring him to the pit," another taller looking demon order not interested.
Word spread throughout the demon lands all the way to the first floor. The first Floor belonged to the most ruthless of demons, the strongest of all Sins.
The demon who had just returned dead was called Fargn'l and he resided in the 4th floor so it was quite the story to be told. Everyone had their opinions of Fargn'l, he was always boasting how he could take on a party of Blessed Divines. When a Bridge opened a few red nights ago he swaggered in talking about how he was going the bring back the heads of a Blessed Divine.
When a gate was open he didn't want anyone to come through with he so he went alone and the other simply let him.
" Bring back the head of a Blessed Devine he'a said and guess what he'a died," a demon from the same 4th circle laughed giving the other demons around him the story so they could laugh too and that they did while chugging down their drinks.
" Yoo another round of forgotten willows for our'a table," the demon who was telling the story shouted to another demon seemingly having a role of a bartender.
" I'a out. But Zaril'n should be back in a moment. He's been gone since three red night ago,"
" The Littl'a demon is lucky to be able to cross to the other demon lands so easily,"
" Heard he'a has Lucifer's blood in him'a,"
" keep your'a voice down when mentioning those from ground zero," a demon from the table advised his friend.
Not a moment longer a young demon walks into the bar where many other demons were feasting or drinking.
" Hey kid. Don't you know this'a adult's space?" a demon stopping in front of the little demon voiced looking down.
" Sorry, I know but-"
" why does he'a talk'a like that," the demon wondered finding the little demon's speech unusual.
" Kid'a aren't supposed to be here so get'a lost!" the demon shooed putting his thoughts away.
" What are you'a doing Si'l!? Don't you'a know who'a that is?"
" The runt'a?" Si'l questioned turning to the voice while pointing over his shoulder at the little demon.
" that's Zaril'n. He'a can cross to all demons floor easily. All the way to ground zero," the demon stated.
" The ground'a zero part is mostly story though," an female demon at the same table added.
" WHAT!? But, But, But, he'sa tenth dwelling demon so how's that possible?"
" You'a came back from the pit two night ago Si'l so shut up and sit'a your red'a ass down," the demon shouted.
Si'l did just that while the other demons laughed at him, by now every demon on all lands knew about Zaril'n. Not only because he could travel to all demon lands without the barrier restricting him or because he was weak, but something else entirely. Instead because he was famous for being extremely naive, he was extremely Human obsessed to the point of wanting to become one.
Zaril'n walked over to the bartender with a huge sack still on his back. The bartender kept work already pre-prepped everything as he knew the little demon would deliver.
" Order complete. A bag of weeping willows, a jar of guilty tears and two dozen sap rocks,"
The bartender didn't even inspect the goods, he simply paid the little demon and started working.
" Tchh, don't he'a trust the littl'a runt that much or his the bartender just senile?" Si'l scoffed as he was still paying attention to the little demon.
" Keep talking and everyone will think you're stupid. Zaril'n might be a demon, but he never lies or deceives anyone. Remember what we said about him being human obsessed,"
" That's crazy,"
" Yah think. That's not the craziest thing," another laughed.
Zaril'n walked out of the bar. He was about seventy five years in demon counts, but in human years he was about fifteen years old in human years count. Walking out to the dusty, unleveled streets Zaril'n had a satisfied look on his reddish coloured face. A demon suddenly ran up to him clearly tired.
The demon looked up wanting to see the time and when she realized that the moon was a darker red she simply allowed herself to collapse to the ground. When the moon was at it's third colour of red Zaril'n no longer took request and one would have to wait until the moon goes through six black colours before it reaches bright red.
Zaril'n walked crossing the borders that separated each demon land. No demon could cross over to land higher than their ranks, but they could still go to lands lower than their ranks. But Zaril'n could cross wherever he pleased with great ease.
" Time to go see Mister," Zaril'n hummed happily to himself running to a stream of scorching lava.
" Daaaa!" Zaril'n shouted over the lava cupping his hand to his mouth so his voice could stretch forward.
Not longer than minute the lava started to bubble rising up before out burst an enormous snake like creature. It had colours of currant, sangria and was covered in thick scales with a yellow tip and on it's head were four tall rocky horns. The creatures eyes were large and yellow with a black slit pupil.
" If it isn't Zaril'n," the creature spoke sipping on the letter 's'.
" Yes it's me," Zaril'n smiled.
" And I presume you're going to see your human," asked the creature.
" That's right,"
While Zaril'n could cross over borders at great ease it was still a long travel. He wanted to reach the tenth floor and he was on the fourth, so going to the tenth floor by land would take a very long time. Crossing the lava was easier, but expensive. Luckily for Zaril'n with his odd ways the lava dragons carried him for free.
" Let's go," the creature said sipping his 's' again.
The creature dipped his head down allowing Zaril'n to climb on. Zaril'n was a weak demon and only very high ranking demon were given the privilege to ride on these lava dragons heads, and even then they would still disagree, but luckily for Zaril'n he had earned almost all the lava dragons respect.
Zaril'n travel telling his stories and the Lava dragon listened, this was a norm when traveling with Zaril'n. The trip was about two hours long when they finally came to a stop at the cliff. The dragon made sure to have his head over the cliff so if Zaril'n' slipped he wouldn't fall into the lava. One drop in the lava and he would be no more and who knows how many years it might take for him to come back to life.
" Thank you Dalvvar," Zaril'n thanked kindly meeting the creature's eyes.
Dalvvar bowed his head very slightly, demons never say thank you.
" Oh and here," Zaril'n called pulling a bag from his back. " Firey Black Apples,"
Dalvvar smiled though it was extremely hard to see. Dalvvar ate the Apple before bowing again and then turned dipping under the lava.
Once again Zaril'n smiled before jogging off. After a few minutes he saw a man's back as he was leaning by a rock, Zaril'n slowed down walking now. This was very normal.
" Ethzia sir," Zaril'n called walking to the man.
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•~Notes~•
° When speaking Demons tend to add 'A's' at the end of Verb, adjectives and Pronouns. The do use different letters, but it depends of the Flour. These guys just love their A's
° Lava Dragons can go on land. The Lava is just their homeland. There's actually a whole civilization under all that hellish lava.
° Lava dragons tend to have double consonants in their names.