𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒫𝓁𝒶𝓎𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉
𝘍𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦- 𝘐𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭 𝘓𝘢𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘢

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Sa dalawang linggong pananatili ni Leviathan sa mundo ng mga tao ay napadpad ito sa gitna ng dagat sa Pacific Ocean. He swam for three days in the middle of nowhere and battled with sharks and orcas that almost swallowed him alive until he arrived on a certain land they called Hawaii.

He was saved by the daughter of the owner of Waikiki Beach Resort, an iconic vacation destination nestled along the beautiful shores of Hawaii. Inalok nila itong magtrabaho bilang receptionist sa hotel dahil sa bukod tangi nitong hitsura, pero walang pag-aalinlangan niya itong tinanggihan.

"Ethan! What do you have today?" Sigaw ng babae habang kumakaway sa papalapit na fishing boat. Nang tuluyang makadaong ang bangka nito ay napakagat kaagad ng labi ang mga kababaihang naghihintay sa kanya sa pantalan.

They see Ethan—or Leviathan- in his drenched Hawaiian swim shorts. Bukod sa nakabalandara nitong matipunong dibdib at abs ay napapalunok ang mga ito sa kabakatan niya. How can a fisherman be this hot?

He brought his fishing gear and boxes to store the fish he caught. Kaagad naman itong pinagkumpulan ng mga babae na nagpi-prisintang bibilhin ang isdang nahuli niya sa mas malaking halaga. He gave them an expressionless face, and he was a bit confuse why these women still swarm over him despite his uninterested face.

In Infernal Regions, he was feared for his unfriendly behavior, the lack of interest in exploring things, and, of course, his unsettling blank expression—devoid of any emotions. But the women in this realm, the more you act cold and distant, the more they want to push themselves to you.

What is the underlying reason for the intense desire for male attention among the women of this realm? Maybe daddy issues.

"Ethan! Excuse me, let me pass!" From afar, Agatha ran towards him while waving her hand. She's the one who found him naked on the shore.

"Oh, bitch, fall in line!" Iritang sikmat sa kanya ng isang babaeng may blonde na buhok.

Agatha grimaced at her. "Fall in line? His catch is solely to be sold and served in our hotel kitchen! Fuck off!" Singhal niya rito pabalik bago makipagbangayan pa rito.

Walang pakialam na nilagpasan ni Ethan ang mga ito bitbit ang styrofoam box na may lamang malalaking yellowfin tuna, marlin, at milkfish. Saka lang napansin ng mga babae na wala na ito sa kanilang harapan nang makita itong naglalakad sa dalampasigan nang nakapaa.

"Ethan, wait!" Inirapan ni Agatha ang kaharap na babae bago tumakbo upang habulin ito.

"You walk too fast!" Reklamo nito.

"Blame your genes for being short." He calmly replied na ikinasimangot lang ng babae.

"Excuse me?" Tumigil sa paglalakad ang binata kaya bumangga sa likod niya si Agatha. Hinarap niya ito. "You came to get the supplies, right?" Aniya habang tinutukoy ang mga isda na hinuli niya. She nodded.

"Here, take it." Inabot niya ang styrofoam box, at sa oras na tinanggap ito ni Agatha ay kusa niyang binitawan—dahilan upang sumemplang sa kinatatayuan si Agatha dahil sa bigat nito.

"Ethan—"Napakurap ang dalaga nang pag-angat niya ng tingin ay umalis na ang binata. She knew Ethan has always been indifferent, but she expected him to at least help her from stumbling down because she was the one who saved him—feed him and clothed him. Pero imbis tulungan siya tumayo ay walang pakialam itong umalis.

Well, Leviathan is not a gentleman. Even if you limp and die in front of him, he gives zero fucks about you. He only cares about himself and his fellow demons. He loathes angels, and he detests humans who are nothing but empty shells with muddled brains only capable of making bad decisions.

"Fucking hell, when will I return to that darn garden?" Tiim bagang na tanong ni Leviathan sa sarili matapos makapasok sa maliit na apartment na nirentahan niya.

Pumunta ito sa may kalumaan niyang cabinet upang tingnan kung magkano na ang perang naipon niya sa pangingisda niya. It was only fifty dollars. The cost of living in this country is too high. Kahit maliit na apartment lang ang nirerentahan niya ay mahal pa rin. He still has to pay for his food and other commodities.

Agatha claimed to save him, but that was not the truth. Hindi niya alam kung ano ang dahilan bakit sila nagkahiwalay ni Lucifer at Ammon pero mas lalong hindi niya alam sa sarili niya kung bakit sa dinami-rami ng lugar ay sa gitna pa siya ng dagat tinapon ng portal.

Hindi niya mabilang kung ilang milya ang nilangoy niya para lang makatapak sa lupa. Nakipag-wrestling pa siya sa mga balyena at shark sa gitna ng dagat. He actually lost his leg and arm trying to fight, but of course, he regenerated it. Nang dalhin siya ng agos ng dagat sa dalampasigan ay hindi niya naman kailangan ng tulong.

Ang kaso ay paggising niya natagpuan niya na lang ang sarili niyang nasa hospital. They offered him a decent work that pays well, but he doesn't want to socialize with people. Ayaw niya rin naman magkaroon ng utang na loob sa mga tao kaya napagdesisyunan niyang ibigay ng libre ang mga isdang nahuhuli niya sa loob ng isang linggo.

Binalik niya ang naipon niyang pera sa loob ng cabinet niya at nagpalit ng shorts. Dumampot ito ng itak at nagsuot ng sumbrero na gawa sa straw ng dayami bago lumabas ulit ng apartment. Bukod kasi sa pagiging mangingisda niya ay suma-sideline din siyang magsasaka. Kung hindi ito nag-aararo ng ekta-ektaryang lupa ay nagtatanim naman ito ng palay.

The truth is, he enjoys it. For him, being a fisherman and a farmer is one of the very prideful jobs in this wretched world.

SA KABILANG BANDA, sa maingay na kalsada ng Tokyo, may lalaking dumekwat ng bag ng isang artista. "My LV bag!" Hiyaw nito. Kaagad na hinabol ng mga bodyguard ang binata—but they lost him. Sa bilis nitong tumakbo at panay parkour sa nadadaanang eskinita ay hindi na nila ito naabutan.

It's been going around these past few weeks: the notorious thief who loves to steal luxury bags and cars. They had multiple reports about him, but no one knew what he looked like because he wore an all-black cap, mask, leather jacket, and pants. Dahil sa kanya ay hindi na masyado gumagala nang walang dalang bodyguard ang mga mayayaman.

Isang ngisi ang kumubli sa labi ni Ammon habang hinahagis-hagis sa ere ang bag na ninakaw niya kanina. What he has in his hand is only a Blue Monogram Denim Hills Procette hand bag, it costs about 475,000 yen—around 175,000 in peso.

"Masyado naman mayaman yun, ayos lang naman siguro nakawan kahit ilang libo lang." Ammon whispered while smirking. He was particular with his targets. He makes sure they were greedy people who sold their soul for money and pleasure.

He entered an establishment where he sold his goodies. "What do you have today, Ammon?" Aniya ng isang babaeng haponesa. He waved the bag and tossed it in her direction.

"Ara, Ara! This is a limited edition! I'll wire the money in your account as soon as I can!" Excited na wika ng babae bago kilatisin ang bag na hawak niya.

He looked around. This shop was a boutique for class-A shoes and bags. But for some time, she also sold illegal collections of bags he obtained by stealing. "Yuki, do you have any suggestions on what fictional character would suit me?" Tanong nito sa babae habang nakapamulsang nakasandal sa pinakamalapit na pader.

"Oh? Are you joining the Cosplay Summit in Nagoya?" She beamed. Patakbo itong lumapit kay Ammon habang nagkikislap ang mata. She stood before him and formed her fingers into a box as if carefully scanning his physical features.

"Hmm. . ." He had black hair, a messy curtain cut, and an exceptionally 6'2 height. His face card will not decline and would fit in any character, but the maturity of his body build and personality type remind her of that one game character she plays. Bigla siyang pinamulahan.

"If you dye your hair white, trim the cuts of your hair, and wear a red contact lens, you would be him—straight out of the game!" Nakatulala nitong anas. He tilts his head, waiting for her answer.

Napakagat naman ng labi si Yuki. Now that she mentions it, their sense of fashion is the same. How can she not notice?

"Sylus! Love and Deepspace!" Tumili ito habang nagtatatalon. "I swear to God! You are just perfect! If you cosplayed him, everyone will agree you are him!" Kulang na lang ay magwala siya sa kilig habang pabalik-balik ang tingin kay Ammon at sa cellphone niya kung saan naroon ang imaginary asawa niyang si Sylus.

Hearing her say she swears to God gave him an ick.

"Sorry, Rafayel! Sorry, Xavier! Sorry, Zayne! I tried my best to stop myself, but Sylus—!" Muli ay walang awat na naman itong umirit habang hinahampas-hampas pa ang pinakamalapit na mesa kaya napangiwi na lang si Ammon.

Nakapamulsa itong naglakad patungo sa pinto dahil mukhang hindi na magpapaawat sa pag fa-fangirl si Yuki. Pero bago pa siya tuluyang makalabas ng pinto ay napahinto siya nang tawagin siya ng dalaga. "Ammon, wait! Can you say 'I like the look on your face right now' ?" Napalingon ang binata.

He eyed her with his playful yet piercing gaze, "I like the look on your face right now." Nang makita ang naninigas at halos hindi na humingang si Yuki ay natatawa na lang itong lumabas ng botique. He hopes she won't collapse in hyperventilating.

Napakamot na lang ito ng batok. How many weeks has it been since he spawned in this place? Tokyo, Japan. Unang salta niya rito ay puro pagnanakaw lang ginawa niya. Nagnakaw ng damit, nang-holdap ng tao para sa isang donut, nag-akyat bahay para may matulugan at shinave niya pa buhok ng pusa ng bahay na tinulugan niya kasi maingay.

It was only lately he decided to become a professional thief at sumaside-line rin bilang cosplayer dahil sinabi ni Yuki kikita raw siya ng malaki roon. He still needs to pay his rents and eat. Bukod doon ay nag-iipon din siya pera para makalipad pabalik ng hardin. Pikon nitong sinipa ang maliit na batong nakaharang sa daan.

"Putangina, parang noon lang pinagtatawanan ko pa si Asmodeus sa pagiging porn star niya e ako nga 'tong holdaper ngayon." Napaingos na lang siya dahil para bang kinakarma na siya.

Hindi niya tuloy maiwasang mapaisip kung saan napadpad si Leviathan at Lucifer. Could they be living more comfortably than him? O naghihirap din sila 'gaya niya?

MEANWHILE, Lucifer laid his back on the couch. He was topless, wearing his tight pants. May suot itong ghost mask na inspired sa isang character sa Call of Duty. In front of him was a camera, and he was recording while touching himself.

What for? He found an easy job. He has now become an NSFW content creator. Using his voice, he became a famous ASMRtist for uploading sensual content and selling it on Patreon for the full version. On the other hand, he also sells content only to fans, providing customized videos per his client's demands.

When did it start? When he was spawned butt-naked in Dubai, the cops put him in jail, thinking he was a perverted man who loved the exhibition. He was only detained for a few days. Ano naman ngayon kung maghubad siya sa gitna ng plaza kung saan maraming tao e wala namang kahiya-hiya sa katawan niya.

He has fine muscles, a broad chest, toned abs, and a seemingly perfect manly V-shaped waistline that honors his blessed godly length. With a face like him, who dare say he was a perverted asshole? He can read their minds, they wanted him to fuck them.

No lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, to the dining table, to the bedroom, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic. Until they can't walk, till they break, and cry, till the end of the universe—iyon ang nasa kanilang isipan.

When he left jail, the police gave him clothes. Habang naglalakad naman ito sa kalsada ay may nakita itong wallet at cellphone kaya kaswal niya lang iyong pinulot. Ginamit niya ang pera para mag-book ng hotel and while he was taking a bath, he decided to shave. While he was shaving his balls using his front camera, all of a sudden, he saw hearts and gifts appearing on the screen. Hindi niya namalayan na nag-ghost touch ang phone niya at bigla nag-live.

That accident made him earn money, and he realized he could use his body in such a way—kaya napagdesisyunan niyang gamitin ang magandang tindig ng katawan niya para magkaroon ng pera nang walang kahirap-hirap.

He only posted a few recordings and thirst traps along with his ten-second videos, and he already earned as much as three thousand dirhams for a day—about forty-seven thousand pesos. And he's not complaining. For a weak, he earned fifty thousand dirhams. He earned all that alone.

"I wonder how those fuckers are earning a living." He cursed under his breath as he stood up to stop recording. He quickly zipped his pants and made his way to the glass wall of his penthouse. From there, he could gaze at the towering Burj Khalifa, which shimmered and glowed in the darkness of the night.

Wherever they are, they are sure of one goal. They must earn money to travel back to where they are supposed to be—the Garden of Eden.

SAMANTALANG sa kabilang dako naman ay taimtim na nakatitig si Satan at Baal kay Lilith na nakadekwatro sa kanyang higaan. She was wearing nothing but a seethrough robe with a red lingerie underneath. Parehong napaiwas ng tingin ang mga ito. As soon as they finished subduing the demons overseas, they went back without thinking the time difference.

"We've heard everything from Asmodeus. What do you plan to do?" Tanong ni Satan dito.

When he said he heard everything, does that account for the mess they made in her mansion or her sister's existence, who desperately tries to snatch her title as the Mistress of the Circles of Hell?

"What plan do you mean?" Walang pakialam nitong tanong. Kumuha ito ng wine glass sa tabi ng bed side table niya upang magsalin ng wine.

Nagkatinginan si Baal at Satan. She doesn't plan to do anything? "Will you go back to hell?" Muling tanong ni Satan. He's trying to figure out what she's thinking, but to no avail—she seems not giving any fuck about it.

"Why should I?" Kaagad niyang sagot. Diretso lang ang tingin niya kay Satan, walang kahit na anong emosyon sa mga mata nito. All they could see was the determination in her eyes and the finality of her voice.

"But the throne—"

"Hell will remain as hell no matter who rules it. Do you think it will become less painful or less traumatic with me or her to rule it with Lucifer?" She pointed out. Tumayo ito at saglit na uminom ng bino. Inilapag niya ang wine glass sa mesa bago maglakad papalapit sa kanilang dalawa.

"But Lilith, you are the Mistress of hell—you are the creation of Nirvana and Inferno—the epitome of good and evil. You are feared by demons and respected by archangels." Satan paused, and his eyes landed on her lips. Napakurap ito. "It can only be you." He added.

"If she fails her responsibilities, imbalance will occur in the realms. Nirvana will not take things lightly, and the archangels will never let us off the hook." Baal appealed. Lilith's gaze switched to him. In contrast to his mischievous personality, he looks serious this time. She knew what they were trying to say.

Nang marating ni Lilith ang distansya nilang dalawa ay nanatili itong nakatayo sa harapan ni Baal at Satan. They look down on her, their eyes lingering on her body. Sabay na napapikit ang mga ito nang malanghap ang nakakaakit nitong amoy.

Hinawakan niya ang kanang balikat ni Satan. "The Mistress of the Circles of Hell can be anyone of the Lilim." Matapos niya iyon sabihin ay hinawakan niya naman ang kaliwang balikat ni Baal. "The archangels can never touch us as long as we are in this realm." She assured.

Namumungay matang napamulat ang mga ito. Kanina ay puno ng pagtutol at katanungan ang kanilang mga mata, pero ngayon ay tila naliliyo ang mga ito. Hindi nila alam kung dahil ba ito sa prisensya ni Lilith sa kanilang harapan o dahil nakakakumbinsi lang ang pinagsasabi nito.

"Don't you agree?" The simple question she asked felt like it was a command for them to agree. Alam nila sa kanilang sarili na maaaring maraming mangyari sa oras hindi magampanan ng maayos ang responsibilidad nito, pero—"What you're worried is not hell, but your fiancee to be?" Pagkukumpirma niya na para bang nababasa ang isipan ng mga ito.

Satan and Baal remained silent. That was, in fact, the real reason why. The Mistress of the Circles of Hell is the bearer of their heirs. They only wanted Lilith, not anyone.

"The ritual has not started, so you are not bonded by any contract. As long as you do not return to hell, she is not your fiancee." Satan and Baal looked at each other. What she said was true. Being the Archdemon's bride required many rituals and blood contracts. Even Lilith was not bonded with them, so it was only by title.

"So, don't worry about it too much." She gave them a soft shoulder tap before returning to her bed. "How about we redirect our discussion to other topics tomorrow?" Aniya habang tinitingnan ang wall clock nitong sumakto na sa alas tres ng madaling araw.

"Then, I'll leave first." Pagpapaalam ni Satan. Naiwan naman doon na nakatayo si Baal. "Is there something else?" Pag-aagaw pansin ni Lilith sa kanya nang makitang hindi pa ito umaalis.

"Lilith, I—" Kumunot ang noo ng dalaga. She had never seen him acting like this. It was as if he was stumbling to say something. The usually bubbly and funny yet annoying Beelzebub struggles to express himself now?

Napansin ni Lilith ang pagkislap ng tattoo sa kanyang leeg. A tattoo that proves he is the Sin of Gluttony, one of the Seven Archdemons of Inferno. Kasabay ng pagkislap ng tattoo na iyon ay napaluhod si Baal. Nakayuko lang ito habang humihinga nang malalim.

Confused about the situation, Lilith approached him. Lumuhod din ito sa sahig upang mapantayan ang tangkad ni Baal. She touched his left neck where the tattoo was etched. She felt his body tensed up upon her touch.

"What's wrong, Baal?" She asked out of concern. The tattoo was still glowing, at patagal nang patagal ay mas lalong lumalalim ang paghinga nito.

"This. . .has been going on for weeks. . .Lilith." Mahina nitong usal. She noticed the clenching of his fist. Sinubukan niyang salubungin ang mga mata nito pero nakayuko lang ito magdamag.

"What?" Hinawakan niya ang magkabilang balikat nito't kapagkuwan ay pinisil ang balat niya. "What is going on for weeks, Beelzebub?" Mariin na tanong sa kanya ng dalaga na tila ba inip na inip na ito at hindi makapaghintay para malaman kung ano ang nangyayari sa kanya.

His breathings became more heavy and unsteady. His shoulders were trembling, as if he was trying to control something. Dahil nauubos na ang pasensya ni Lilith ay hinawakan niya ang collar ng damit ni Baal at padabog na hinila ito patayo—dahilan upang pwersahan itong mapatingala sa kanya habang nakaluhod.

When his gaze met her eyes, she blinked. His eye contact was too sensual. His expression was something Lilith could explain. He was flustered. His eyes were needy like it was telling her he was lost in some kind of intoxicating lust.

Umiwas ito ng tingin sa kanya na para bang nahihiya at ayaw niyang makita ang mukha niya. "I don't want you to see me like this. It's embarassing." Bulalas niya habang tinatakpan ang mukha gamit ang braso niya.

Kaagad napabitaw sa kanya si Lilith. "What happened to you?" Seryoso nitong tanong bago madiing ipatong ang paa niya sa kanang tuhod ni Baal, an act of dominance to answer her question.

"Last week, when I was still overseas, I kept having this insatiable craving." Tinitigan nang mabuti ni Lilith ang reaksyon niya. Halata sa mukha nitong nagugulahan din ito sa mga nangyayari. "I kept eating and eating like I used to. I tried every exotic food I can to satiate my hunger, but—" He glanced at her.

"—I can't. I can't seem to satisfy my hunger. I am craving for something I don't know. It is making me insane that I could die." He confessed, looking so helpless with his situation.

"And it was only until I saw you today that I realized what I truly craved." Lilith's lips formed into a thin line. Wala itong maapuhap na salita sa bibig.

Then it hit her. Being a demon is a curse in itself. When an ordinary demon's craving is not satisfied, it dies. But he's not just an ordinary demon—he is an archdemon. He is not supposed to be affected by that curse.

Binalik niya ang tingin kay Baal. She can see surrender in his eyes as if it was begging her to do something. "I crave for you, Lilith." He admitted, face flushed in dark red blush.

"I hate how much I want to taste you every night of my craving. I hate how you make me think of the different ways to eat you. . .God damn, I want to know what every inch of your body tastes like." He whispered in a very low and seductive voice while kissing her leg placed on his knee. Lilith didn't move an inch when she felt his tongue tracing her skin, followed by a few nipping and sucking.

"Will you. . Let me?" He softly asked, almost breathless, continuing to lick her up to her thigh.

"Lilith. . ." Desperation, that's what she can hear. He wanted to satiate his hunger by making her body his food. If she says no, he'll suffer and die. But if she says yes. . .

"Please—" He pleaded. Pinatong niya ang kanang paa ni Lilith sa balikat niya habang patuloy na hinahalikan ang hita niya.

Although she hadn't seen Baal acting like this, she couldn't deny the fact that he looked submissively cute. Somehow, it was entertaining to see him like this.

Her expression darkened when she felt his lips on her inner thigh. Mabilis na dumapo ang kaliwang kamay niya sa buhok nito upang masabunutan. He gasped in surprise. Napatingala ito sa kanya. "You just need to taste me?" Parang bata na tumango si Baal. His eyes shaking in anticipation.

Walang inihibisyon na umupo ang dalaga sa kandungan niya. "Fuck." He cursed, his voice souding lustful and needy to her ears.

"Then help yourself, Beelzebub, eat me." Without any warning, his lips crashed on her mouth aggressively, sucking the air out of her lungs as if any second he could die.

He pulled her closer, pressing her body against him—his eyes tightly closed as he shamelessly moaned into the kiss while exploring his tongue inside her mouth.

Now, he would have to quench his hunger, and she would be his willing food.

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