Chapter 1: The beginning.

Mephisto stood atop a mountain top looking down at the terrain, the cool wind blew his luscious crimson hair, his slim, long arrowhead tail waved slowly and hypnotically. And his gaze, those beautiful crimson red and slitted irises were calm and indifferent, his face and aura the absolute peak of coldblooded and controlled madness and, he was the utmost and most terrifying being greater than any other being in creation and as God was not of creation he was excluded. Never has evil looked more beautiful than what stood here right now, the ultimate evil was also the ultimate beauty, what a beautiful contrast it was.

A whooshing sound came from above as small silvery white feathers fell around him exuding serene holiness and calm. "Michael" Mephisto called, his voice the most beautiful and enchanting thing any being could ever hear and yet so cold, so, soo cold.

Michael, a being with golden waist length luscious hair and a white clothes, a contrast to Mephisto's dark clothing and Crimson red hair. Around his neck was a silver circling with a blue pendant in the shape of a water drop attached to it.

The both of them stood side by side in silence "What new occasion do you plan to enact into creation this time Mephisto" asked Michael, his voice was calming, playful and full of light and it just made you want to smile and be free.

Mephisto remained silent for a few moments before he spoke "i really hate this aspect of you Michael, especially your stupid voice" Mephisto taunted and Michael almost croaked "you're the one with the stupid voice, you don't even have any sense of fashion Mr always dark and broody" Micheal retorted as a tick mark formed on Mephisto's head and an annoyed smile formed on his lips "Oh so you can say something huh you useless lightbulb, always glowing even in the light, what the hell are you glowing for in the light" Mephisto retorted back and Michael had a smile on his face and just nod his head, but it was obvious he was annoyed.

"Hey Mephisto" Michael called and Mephisto turned his gaze to him but all of a sudden a bracelet was attached to his arm, he didn't have time to question what before he was suddenly reverted into his chibi form with two small bat-like wings on his back and his horns were gone"Eh?" He looked at his form and the bracelet that had shrunk to completely to adjust to his new size, he blinked a few times before he heard a very mischievous chuckle from Michael he looked up to see Michael stretching a very particular white bandage which suddenly wrapped around him before he could even calm himself down from this particular turn of events he was suddenly airborne.

"Aaaaaa-" Chibi Mephisto yelled as he was swung at an insane speed surpassing the speed of light but Micheal yelled "Cerberus" and enhanced the power and speed of his voice with magic.

Out of nowhere a huge jaw caught Mephisto in it's mouth completely stopping his momentum and dispersing all kinetic energy through it's own body. Cerberus floated in mid air, it's tail wagging happily, it's heart pounding in joy from seeing it's master after such a long time. Cerberus, a huge dog with greyish blue fur and a white underbelly with two slanted markings on each of it's three heads Meanwhile poor Mephisto was suffering the wrath of It's drool all over him, his look was not one of a happy Devil at all "hey!, let me down Cerberus I'll kill you" Mephisto threatened but Cerberus didn't listen and instead shook it's head crazily making an even worse day for Mephisto luckily he slipped out of It's jaw and shouted in joy "Aha freedo-" he said elated before he realized something was binding him and looked at his body to see God's papyrus around him "MICHEAL!" Mephisto roared and almost shattered God's papyrus but Micheal summoned it to him instantly before he did "Ara~, calm down Mephisto-nim, this is an expensive artifact you know" Micheal said in a playful tone.

Mephisto was fuming but all he did was look cute because of his chibi form "What exactly did you place onto me Michael" he asked showing his arm with the bracelet, even his voice had changed too.

Michael gestured his arm's in a calm down motion "wait a bit Mephisto, it's just a temporary seal, it's a new artifact that God made specifically for Archdevils, or more specifically Arch level beings" said Michael. Mephisto had a very pissed off look "take it off Micheal, or I'll shatter it, i'm not interested in being a test subject for the new Artifact" he warned.

Michael just smiled innocently and said in the Kindest of tones "No".

Mephisto smirked "is that how you want to play it Michael, fine. I'll play with you first" he grabbed the bracelet and began crushing it, a crack appeared on the silver bracelet. He stopped and just paused for a few moments before he chuckled "i see, is that how it works" he smiled and looked up at Michael "you know Micheal, this is the first and last time this something like this will work on me, I'll wait until it comes off" Mephisto said as he turned around and climbed atop Cerberus, laying comfortably on it's smooth fur.

Cerberus turned around and flew off into hell/underworld which had nine layers, each layer was the size of infinite multiverse, this wasn't a physical realm but a metaphysical and Platonic one, everything was just a representation of something and nothing here was actually physical material. But that wasn't the important part of it, the real thing here was how strong this reality was. The one who actually built, and I mean actually build this reality was none other than the Archdevil Mastema. They needed a new place to settle in since as he and the other three Archdevils were impossible to hold inside any creation no matter how high or strong it may be, and so a deal with God was made. The main thing about why a new reality was made is because Beelzebub refused to seal off or manage his presence restricting their plans to have fun so Mastema decided to restart their origin world and built this reality to withstand the power of the Archdevils or more specifically the small aspects of themselves they use, as they too were omnipresent it wasn't a big deal to just turn themselves into less powerful avatar's of themselves while still being themselves a 100%.

The firmness of this reality was so strong that even if there was a being able to manipulate or destroy something as strong as the entirety DC multiverse and every omniverse connected to it, that being would only be able to just affect only the first layer of hell. That was how firm Mastema made this reality, to be above something, it's not a necessary requirement to be bigger than it. All that matters is that you're stronger even if smaller, meanwhile heaven for this reality was built by this aspect of God's hands along with a new earth with higher dimensional humans. Space, time, distance aren't actually existing concepts here, but they are represented and act as a form visual aid for lower dimensional life forms, everything that may be called small here, even the dirt or a grain of sand is infinitely larger than life as are the beings who exist in this plane that step on the dirt and can outright destroy it. The two creations, heaven and hell are in a way on the same level of power as heaven was made to monitor the Devils. Even inside this reality Archdevils still have to suppress themselves so as to not destroy all the fun, right now you could refer to the Archdevils as weak as they are far from their peak. The only two/four beings who stood above them were God himself, Lucifer/Samael, Micheal Demiurgos and the Great Darkness. One whom was absolutely Omnipotent and three who wield the different aspects and authority of that Omnipotent being with two being one and the same being.

The whole of Soul Cartel's reality was made by both the Archdevil Mastema and God alone, the mortal word/Universe however was created by different hands. Along with Angels, Devils, and Spirits there was a fourth party. This was the gods.

Along with making the new Soul Cartel reality, Mastema added/fused a second reality to it's origins, this particular reality just seemed perfect to fuse to. But since the beginning of creation itself the gods, Angels and Devils have barely communicated with each other, to the point that the four Archdevil specifically had become myths to the gods. They were aware of the demons and Angels but Archdevils were something of a myth to them. Although they were fused, they were still separate. It's the same thing with Vertigo and DC mainline, whatever affects DC mainline will not disturb Vertigo unless a major being from it is directly involved.

This was that same relation, the second reality was nowhere near the same level as this one in particular and according to high and Transcendent this reality was made to be, no being with a lesser existence much less a normal one should be able to access this or even hope to comprehend it. But that's where the catch comes in, Mastema and God created a small loophole that would allow even a normal human to be summoned into it and actually live. It was just based on who was given the authority to be able to exist alongside beings who live here, they just basically broke all the rules they made without actually breaking them. This was still the underworld so it functioned like it, souls come here after death whereby they get different paths based on their choice and karma. Either eternal hell, becoming an Azrael or demon, remaining a spirit forever or a few different paths Mephisto didn't bother to care about. All he knew was that the Afterlife was ever changing, it had no definition or limits to it, new fun things could pop up at anytime and that is exactly what he liked.

Michael looked on until Mephisto was finally gone from his sight and then sighed "another reason for him to kill me, good job me, but he'll solve it so that's good i guess" he said shaking his head and then vanished.

Mephisto lay on Cerberus's back as it navigate through hell, his eyes were closed "i should go meet Mastema so he could figure out how to remove this seal faster" he thought out loud as he placed a hand on his chest for a few seconds and then sat up cross-legged "take me to Mastema's part of hell" he ordered Cerberus who woofed and then tore through into the first seven layers of hell by pure brute force before stopping at the 8th hell and just continued on until it reached Mastema's castle.

Meanwhile around hell the news of his return had already spread around the underworld, the Archdevil Mephistopheles whom had been away from hell for thousands do years had returned.

Inside a the castle was a being. He had silvery blueish green hair with black ends, two silver horns curved forward atop his head, and on both sides of his cheek, just underneath his eye was a small black curved Y mark. And of course as one of the four Archdevils he was an absolute incomparable beauty. Mastema sat elegantly on a couch reading a book and just tapping his foot in the air as he enjoyed his read, all around him were different shelves of well placed books. He was still in silence just enjoying his read when all of a sudden a wall burst open startling him.

"Mastema" Mephisto called out loudly to him and rotated his right arm in a stretch motion and opened his eyes to see Mastema giving him a blank stare, he looked a little bit to the side and back to Mephisto. The door was right there, it was just right there but Noooo, Mephisto had to be Mephisto and freaking burst through the walls.

*sigh* "What do you need Mephi-Hyung" he said with closed eyes as he closed the book he was reading and just left it, the book levitated itself back to it's spot somewhere on the shelf.

Mephisto flew over to him and outstretched his right arm "fix it" he demanded. Mastema looked at the bracelet on his arm in a scrutinizing way "is that a seal?" he asked. Mephisto nod his head in a yes "that bastard Michael placed a seal over my seal meaning i can't access deeper levels of my power.

"Eh? How was such a powerful seal created, and can't you just break it" he asked. Mephisto turned his hand with the bracelet to see a marking of O with an infinity symbol drawn inside "Ahh, I see".

"Yes, it has God's marking. His name is inscribed somewhere in there too, so anyways fix it, it's gonna take a while to beat normally and if i were to really try, it would cause irreparable damage that we don't want yet" said Mephisto.

Mastema looked at Mephisto and squinted his eyes a little "i know you Mephi-Hyung, there's another detail you refuse to tell me, if it was just sealing off access to your power then knowing you, it's not something you're going to care about since you can recover that easily. It's doing something else....isn't it" Mastema concluded.

Mephisto turned silent and then huffed a breath of annoyance, his gaze turned firm and cold "if you ever reveal anything I say to you Mastema, then i promise you when I grow stronger you'll regret it" he threatened him.

Mastema waved his hands "come on Mephi-Hyung, this is me here, trust me a bit you know" he gave a smile that was supposed to exude reassurance but Mephisto had a straight face "Since when did Devils start trusting each other" he said as Mastema made a fake cough.

Mephisto sighed "all four of us all have our own agendas and can even use each other to achieve them, we mostly do not care since it's a two way street but the most agreed thing between all four of us is that we do not cross 'that' specific line". Mastema nod his head in agreement feeling important but then Mephisto continued "the exception to that rule is you Mastema"

"Eh?"

"You're mine and Beelz's punching bag, we pretty much get to disrespect you however we want" said Mephisto as he gestured with a shrug. Mastema had invisible arrows go through his heart as he listened to the blatant disrespect, he wasn't even the actual youngest, that was Astaroth but for some reason he was the punching bag while Astaroth was the literal favorite sister for both of them, Beel won't ever show it but they knew, meanwhile Mephisto was careless with it.

Mephisto raised his hand up and examined the bracelet "it's possible to shatter it Mastema, I already made a crack on it. But the problem lies exactly with that, brute strength is a bad tool to use in this situation" he pushed his shirt aside a bit and revealed a small dark crack on the right side of his chest.

"It did that"? Mastema asked pointing at it, Mephisto nod his head off and looked at the crack "this is a crime of the highest order, I'm an Archdevil, my body is the most powerful and perfect thing in creation so for there to be a crack is really annoying me, the worst part is that it isn't healing".

"I guess we could say this works works like God's Armor huh returning the damage you give to the bracelet back to your own body, but that clearly isn't just a wound" Mastema said.

"Yeah", Mephisto nod his head "this thing looks like it's going to shatter my existence if I break it with brute force" he returned his gaze to Mastema "and that's something i can't allow to happen even if I will regenerate from it, to shatter in the first place....now I'm really annoyed" Mephisto said as he grabbed the bracelet.

Mastema was a bit surprised "hey Mephi-Hyung, don't make a rash decision yet, you just said it would shatter your existence and although you will recover it's still not a fun thing to experience, you could just wait a bit Mephi-Hyung, according to your nature what works once will never again work on you. You're the reason i have to keep updating new infinite ways to hold or stop you if the time ever calls for it so just please wait a bit Mephi-Hyung" Mastema said trying to calm Mephisto down and it seemed to have worked as Mephisto released his grip on the bracelet and *tch* in annoyance.

Mastema sighed "besides Mephi-Hyung, you shouldn't really be in a such a hurry, the only people you can't beat right now should probably be just the rest of us three Archdevils right" said Mastema but Mephisto shrugged "i can't know yet until i meet my future opponents, and it's not like i still can't grow stronger even while sealed, although it will be slower it's still fine" he smirked "i'll just start a new pathway of power since the old one has been sealed, new body atop and inside my body" he said but Mastema raised a brow "even if you start a new path of power you still won't have access to your crimson flames or your other aspects apart from Lust hopefully, and you can't even use Esoterism".

Mephisto Shrugged "I still have the law of flames, although it won't hold a candle to my crimson flames, they're doable and besides what I'll always need against any opponent is just Transcendent strength, most of it is sealed now but it's enough, an Archdevil is still an Archdevil no matter what may happen" said Mephisto smiling, he floated up and blew a whistle with his mouth.

A second later Cerberus came crashing in through the roof and Mastema just had a blank look, he looked at the huge hole Mephisto already made with his entrance and then looked up at the ceiling and then back at Mephisto's own destruction. Nothing was stopping Cerberus from coming in through that one but why, Why did it have to make a new one.

He had decided to put some greater protection on his castle, this was the last straw. Mephisto climbed atop Cerberus but before he left he looked at Mastema again "hey that second reality you fused ummm" he held his chin up in thought as he tried to remember the name of the verse, Mastema watched quietly with a blank face as Mephisto racked his brain in trying to remember something so simple. It was a condition that Mephisto had, he had enough knowledge to make an entire creation from scratch if he had to yet for things as simple as remembering a place, name of someone or a particular reality he just somehow forgets. It's like he just programmed himself to forget things like this. "Record of Ragnarok" he finished for him.

"Aha Yesss!. That One!" Said Mephisto smirking "it's a very interesting Universe isn't it, there's lots of strong guys to fight there" said Mephisto with a smile.

Mastema nod his head "it's a suitable place for you Mephi-Hyung, it's a god vs human world where humans are granted the power to rival or defeat gods" said Mastema but Mephisto had a change in expression as he became unamused real quick "boring" he said in a tired voice and put a pinkie finger into his ear "most powers are created and assigned by gods, the potential of almost all things are literally decided by them. And the so called defeat will only happen because of three situations. Either the god is just having fun and let's it happen just to give the humans some empty sense of hope that they could defeat their creators or they respect the human and let the defeat occur. Or maybe they just had a lot of fun fighting the human and out of boredom of being supreme they let the defeat happen.

The second situation we have is the overlord existence of a creation just willing to mess with god's and so favors the human with 'god given' might and the most important ingredient needed to fight a god. 'Plot Armor' or for a better name 'narrative manipulation' a most fitting and direct name would be 'Destiny or Fate'. The very thing which all beings no matter how transcendent or boundless are bound to. The only exception being of course those guys up there and the four of us, although we're currently somehow bound to it but still not bound to it at all" Mephisto held his chin and then shrugged "anyways in a neutral narrative without the interference of Destiny/Plot then naturally the gods are supreme and shall always win which would be boring so I guess the heavens decided to spice things up a bit because how normal is it that a god can and would let a lower dimensional being be gifted power to transcend above it when it's existed for such a longer time with greater knowledge, greater resources and also has the most natural greater potential for infinite than such a being even if be chosen by the heavens. Hence the reason I always laugh when someone say they transcend Destiny which is also the exact thing that decided to put them in the very hierarchy they exist in, all they have is the illusion that they have escaped and transcended beyond fate *chuckles* everything will always be in the hands of Destiny" Mephisto said with a smirk.

"Third situation we have is ummm" Mephisto held his chin again "ahh. Yess, defeat by a more powerful god than them or even a demon which are still gods too just not with titles all the time. As long as it's a higher existence and it's powerful enough to, then it could genuinely threaten a god" said Mephisto as he sighed and lay down on Cerberus "this is too much work and talking, i don't like thinking about things much, I'll just ignore and still go there anyways, probably spice things up a bit" he said and heel tapped Cerberus signaling it to begin moving.

Mephisto finally left leaving Mastema once more to his peace and books but he was still not at peace, the particular situation Mephisto was in right now wasn't anything to be peaceful about. The balance had been massively broken, he had one job, his most important job as the Archdevil of resource and that was to make sure the balance of power between Mephistopheles and Beelzebub was maintained, none should ever truly kill each other. That's why he had many contingencies to prevent this, their rivalry is something eternal and so those two will keep on fighting. The reason was because of this....he didn't want one of them to eventually turn their sights to him, no way in hell was he fighting any of those two, especially Beel. Without Mephisto, there's no stopping Beelzebub from slaughtering all of Creation out of boredom and in the end all four Archangels would have to interfere and stop him, it won't be a war, it'll be a slaughter unless God himself steps in, or that other guy.

Right now if Mephisto were to clash with Beel, it would be a very bad thing, Beel would absolutely slaughter Mephisto right now, and if Mephisto forcefully breaks the seal, an angry and pissed Mephisto is something nobody, not even Beel would like to experience. Who wouldn't be mad if they just had to shatter their entire existence, he couldn't understand what Michael was thinking, he must have very well known and thought of this possibility.

"What is your purpose Micheal" said Mastema out loud as he opened his right palm and summoned his floating blueish green cubes of both lighter and darker shades that just just kept on making different shapes and splitting apart and then spinning around to come back and make new different shapes.

This process of reconfiguration and destruction continued for nearly 3seconds until the cubes settled down into one final cube. Mastema smiled "let's hope you thought about the possibility of this happening too Michael" he said as the cube shattered into tiny particles to reveal a bracelet that looked exactly like the one on Mephisto's arm, in that one second he looked at the bracelet he had already seen everything about it. The reason why it took three seconds to build was because he wasn't recreating just any type of power here but the one of 'the God', it was also something powerful enough to seal Mephisto himself. "Luckily God didn't intend for the seal to posses his Omnipotent nature because then I'd truly be the worst possible scenario" said Mastema.

He recreated it's power and functions, since he had built it from scratch then he also knew how to counter it without Mephisto having to shatter his existence *heh* "too easy" he praised himself and the bracelet vanished a second later as he sat back down on the chair and crossed his legs. His book floated over to him and opened to where he left off, he was in no hurry, he could instantly send the cure to Mephisto if he ever got into the worst possible situation, didn't matter how far away he was because he would still know.

Mephisto lay on Cerberus, his mind thought. Beelzebub for sure knew he was back by now. He put that thought to the back of his mind and smiled as he thought of something else, in a few more years his first toy will be born 'Faust' the human born with transcendent wisdom surpassing both past, present and future events. But this power isn't exactly what was making Mephisto happy, No. It was something else, he was excited about the game he was going to play with him. He only wanted one thing out of all this and that was Gretchen, she was an interesting woman. It seems he and heaven will have a little problem very soon with what he's going to do.

"Should I try meeting Sis, " pondered Mephisto as he opened his eyes and looked on ahead, Cerberus was just casually strutting through hell and Mephisto didn't really have a particular place he wanted to visit yet. The were in a sort of desert like part of hell with some hills, "hm?" He raised a brow as he spotted a body half into the ground, no. The body had almost the full lower half of it's right leg completely obliterated with one half arm of his gone as was a chunk of the right side of it's body, seems another demon had fallen. This was the world of the strong, heaven for them but hell for the weak. Things like this happens all the time in the underworld so nothing interesting to see here for Mephisto and so he closed his eyes as Cerberus walked past the body.

But something happened, even in this broken state the demon raised his hand up in a reaching motion towards Mephistopheles ≈Archdevil≈ the demon called to him in a hoarse, shaky and broken voice. His soul was weakening and would soon vanish completely, but even then he still forced it.

Mephisto opened his eyes and stopped Cerberus's advance as he turned his gaze to him "yes" he flew up and levitated above the demon, looking at it with a gaze of detached interest.

"fight me" he said clenching his fist and gazing strongly at Mephisto, his eyes burned with infinite determination, so much desire emanated from him and yet in front of such overwhelming passion Mephisto had only just puffed his cheeks and burst out in laughter, curling up and rolling around in the air as he laughed hysterically stopping only a minute later and wiping the invisible tears from his eyes still chuckling uncontrollably from time to time.

He finally settled down and looked at the demon "Is this a joke, in the state you are now ? With your broken body and almost nonexistent strength. Do you even know who I am at all kid" he asked the dying demon who silently gazed at him still with that intense passion "Archdevil Mephistopheles, the Archdevil of combat, possibly the cruelest and most terrifying amongst the Archdevils. Has crimson red hair, mostly stays in his Chibi form and has been missing from the underworld for thousands of years" the dying demon described forcing every single bit of his willpower to speak for this long.

"Hmmm" Mephisto moved his shifted his lips upwards to the side as he made a look of unsureness while looking to be in thought as he looked down at the demon "so you very well know what i am yet still have the guts to call to ​​​​​​me in such a state as this, most beings tend to run away or avoid an Archdevil, you were already dying and yet you call to me. You should know very well what I enjoy, and you can't provide that to me" said Mephisto looking at the demon.

The demon closed it's eyes as tears began pouring out of it's eyes leading Mephisto to raise an eyebrow "what the hell, why are you crying" he asked him but the demon laughed *kukuku* "I'm sad you know, I so very much want to fight you Archdevils and the Angels too. It was my greatest luck that I get to meet you today Archdevil, something I do not intend to let pass me by" said the demon as he grit his teeth, and with his most utmost strength and through sheer will he forced himself to get up on his one knee, his missing arm and leg bled profusely but still with this his gaze never faltered as he stared straight at Mephisto, "It doesn't matter how broken i am right now, I just want to fight you now Archdevil" said the demon.

Mephisto didn't say one word as just turned around as he began walking away from the guy who called out once more "Stop...." he squinted his eyes "I'm serious" was what he said as his ceasure from existence drew nearer and nearer, he was practically on borrowed time and stretching it even further.

Mephisto paused and turned around as he gazed at him calmly for a smile formed on his lips "Such desire for combat, and to show that kind of face even before an Archdevil.....let's see if you shall impress me in the future" said Mephisto as he opened the palm of his right hand and summoned a dark purplish black scroll with a thicknesses of 3cm and glowing words of an unknown language written on it. "I'll give you a small portion of the regenerative power of an Archdevil, unless your true absolute source/heart is destroyed you shall never die *{you're not an Archdevil after all so you still cant recover from that kind of destruction}* Mephisto said that last part inside while smiling on the outside "and, how about a little extra. I shall give you a small piece of my nature, that should be enough, but in return i get something of equal value" said Mephisto as he smirked and pointed at him "you agree to fight me whenever I feel like it, that is the contract" he said and Levitated the contract towards the demon who looked down at the contract and placed his finger above it, letting a drop of blood fall onto it.

In the next second the blood had vanished and on the missing part of his body the skin suddenly grew and became multiple tendrils that twisted together forming a full arm, leg and the remaining part of his body in just a fraction of a second. And on the left shoulder plate of his back, a black tattoo depicting a wing bone at a rested state was formed

Mephisto began flying up as he collected the contract and folded it in a wrap, he turned to the demon looking at him all recovered and so much better than even when he was alive "300 years, train like your life depends on it because it will, train until you're able to fight me on equal grounds....probably" said Mephisto as he flew atop Cerberus and continued his trip around hell.

The demon watched Mephisto until he was out of it's sight then clenched it's first as he turned around and left in the opposite direction...

[50years Later]

In a very wide open plain land with multiple hills and huge mountain peaks, a fire burned. Around the burning fire four underworld inhabitants sat, besides each of them were swords and these guys were quite different from normal demons as they all had elvish long ears with long black hairs and white pupils with no other color present, their skin tone was a light greyish brown. They each tore through meat as they jested amongst themselves. "Today was pretty fun huh" said one of them who was probably the leader as everyone else apart from him looked like a bandit and only he looked something of class.

*Chomp* *chew chew**gulp* *wipe* "yeah, those weaklings, how are they taking care of themselves right now i wonder" replied one of them as they laughed again.

But then they hear a foot step crunch something behind them and they look to see whom it was, a man stood behind them. He wore a collar up black long sleeve shirt with it's arms folded up and grey pants, he had light grey hair which was slicked back with some strands falling to the right and a faded stubble chin beard. His face outline was well defined and masculine a long medium teddy on both sides of his face.

He stood with an arm in his pocket and looked at them "you're the famous group of 4 that roams around these parts right, you must fight me" he spoke in a tone of cold finality and with a steel gaze.

One of them made a confused expression and pointed his meat towards the new comer "who's this guy" while another stood up and collected his sword "what the fuck, a demon?" he said as half of his arm which held the sword turned deep black but the leader smirked "a demon dares to come into our presence huh" he didn't even respond to what happened next because he was too busy dying as suddenly half of his head, chest and arm was blown off from the sheer pressure of them demons fist as it tore through the leader and the other fledgling besides him.

The other two weren't even half a second into their shock before they suffered the same fate too as half of their body was blown into oblivion all just dying at nearly the same and the demon just kept on walking with not one single change in expression, his hand still in his pocket *{I want to fight stronger opponents, one's that will take me further}* he said to himself as he continued his search through hell for more battles....

[230 years later]

The demon had come, he stood before a dark slim and tall castle on a hill with lighting raging just all around, he stepped into the castle with barely any form of security, there was barely any source of light inside and only the lightning storm provided some illumination. Not like it was needed as he could see and navigate through Just fine.

After finding his way through, the demon now finally stood before an awakened form Mephistopheles who was engaging in a most delightful of carnal activities, the female demon moaned wantonly her back was facing his chest and he had a hand gripping her neck, her voice hoarse and tired but so full of genuine joy as she bounced atop his huge monster cock of 14inches with a girth of 5inch thickness which spread and filled her beyond her limits her juices sprayed all around them and wetting the throne like chair they sat upon and also all around Mephisto's thighs.

Mephisto removed his fangs from her neck eliciting a huge gasp from her, he looked up at his new visitor and smirked, thunderclouds boomed as lighting flashed "why are you here, it hasn't been 300years yet. Are you that prepared to die" said Mephisto as he turned the woman's face to him and kissed her passionately while still projecting his voice "I heard the rumors, a demon running around in hell fighting all the strong guys. Heard you were coming so I let my lackeys off security duty, tell me kid. Are you prepared to die" asked Mephisto as he groped the woman's breasts and kept on grinding her Insides.

The demon looked at Mephisto and spoke "my objective is to fight the Archdevils and Archangels and... Survive. I'll be the first demon to do so, and my first opponent..." the demon finally drew his hands out of his pockets and clenched his fist as a massive black purplish aura rose out of his body "...is you Mephistopheles".

Mephisto smirked and gently lifted the limp and unconscious demon off his cock and placed her atop the throne then created a huge golden flame barrier around her that also restricted sound too.

He turned to the demon and smirked and whooshed towards him.

*Boooom*

The top part the castle was destroyed and Mephisto levitated in the air smiling and looking at the demon "what is your name" he asked finally bothering to acknowledge his opponent before him.

....."Gairon".

EnD.