The Beautiful and the Damned
Unimaginable pain

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"No i-ttt ca-n't be, this h-as to b-e so-me si-ck twis-ted jok-e, yo-uuu ca-n't be him" the demon was afraid before but now he was far beyond the mere word 'afraid', he was petrified beyond words. 'He really shouldn't have come here on his own accord', he thought to himself.

"Oh but I am, haven't you heard the rumors?" with a very overly stretched deadly smile Seker responded.

"Little demon do you know why I allowed that spear from before to touch me? it was because 'she' was here, I could have easily evaded it and removed her from the way, and most likely killed you all at the same time but I allowed it otherwise she would have been terrified of me, and I don't want that. But now that she's not here I don't have to pretend anymore" Seker spoke casually.

"Now enough talking, it's time for you to experience what I call unimaginable pain" following his words Seker began using his divine powers once more.

Still seating down impeccably composed, the Angel of death rose merely two fingers and the demon began to trash about and scream pleading for help and mercy. "Do you feel that?" Seker asked.

Answering his own question he continued "Yes as you've probably guessed and sadly felt, that is your ribs compressing, I hope your lung is okay" he said with obvious fake sympathy "And please don't bother to waste your breath no one and I mean no one is coming to your aid lad"

As the demon continued with his wails and screams Seker grew quite bored.

"Hmm you know what, why don't we switch things up a bit yeah?" Standing to his feet Seker made his way to the levitating demon who began to trash about more rapidly on seeing Seker making his way to him.

He then rose his bare hands and trailed it down the demon's legs making the demon go extremely rigid, too scared to make a move.

Speaking dangerously slow Seker said "You dared to point a filthy dagger at my Regiña, so you would pay the price" already getting the idea of what Seker wanted to do the demon began to beg, tears now rolling down his face.

Not bothering with he's pleas Seker when ahead to tighten his hold on the demons legs and reaped it out of it's sockets, a whole chunk of black fluid which was apparently the color of demons blood began to flow out rapidly from the now one leg less demon.

He screamed almost as loudly as a banshee.

"Tsk tsk tsk, like I told you, no. one. is. coming. to. help. you" Seker dangerously whispered slowly. Flinging the unattached leg to a random corner in the room.

"Pl-eas-e I'm begg-in-g you sto-p, pl-ea-se" the demon cried out in unimaginable pain. Seker wondered, weren't demons supposed to have a high tolerance for pain, what a pussy.

"I would have told you to kneel and beg, but unfortunately for you you're one leg short amigo" Seker heartfelt laugh hit ever corners of the walls.

"P-l-e-a-s-e" the demon once again crooked out.

"Nah I don't think so, I'm going to enjoy every bit of this" licking his lips hungrily, Seker's scythe appeared, it's sharp curved blade looking finely sharpened and slick. At the sight of the grim reapers scythe an immediate shiver went up the demons spine. It felt like an intense dark aura was surrounding the entire scythe, like something far more demonic than the beings in the underworld, dwelt in it.

When he was about to use his scythe on the demon he abruptly felt a third presence with them in the room.

Without turning to check he spoke.

"Cyrus what is it? As you can see I'm quite busy" the god of war looked at the scene before him, he saw a leg at the far corner of the room, a demon floating in the air, and blood coating the floor. Which didn't faze him being that he had seen much worse than this.

Then he looked at his brother a slight shiver went up his spine, the scythe also wasn't helping either. Seeing the way Seker was now reminded him of his past self, he really hoped that his brother won't return to his old ways. The glint in Seker's eyes- even though he tried as much not to admit it to himself- frightened him. Thank the gods that Bethel was now in his life.

After getting a telepathic message from Seker he had immediately teleported himself to New York to do as his brother had asked, after doing it he had to report back to him to let him know. Clearing his throat he spoke.

"Brother She is awake now" Seker sighed already knowing who he was referring to.

"Is that so?" He said in a rhetorical manner, clicking his tongue in disappointment knowing he couldn't finish his little game with the demon. He then finally turned to Cyrus.

"Help me clean this up would you, and please don't kill him, just send him back to Lucifer a little bit still sane" Cyrus smirked to himself, oh he was going to enjoy this, after all he did have a lot of things against demons.

As soon as Seker left Cyrus began to crack his fingers excruciatingly slow, the demon knowing he was about to get a round two of what Seker had done to him gave up all he's fighting spirit, already knowing he couldn't escape what was to

come.