"How many years, you want to spend on your grave, Andras." A despicable voice grumbles Andras from his deep slumber. 
"What do you want?" He frustrated say to the man wearing a fine suit. Along his doe brown eyes staring at him as the annoying still frustrated glance only the answered.

"Balam, what on earth. You are doing here~"

"Satan and Lucifer calling all demon from the higher rank to the lowest rank." This is the first time Satan and Lucifer call a meeting. The last time they did that; At the beginning of the time.

"This is new, how come?" He asked the demon in front of him.

"I don't know, this is also new for me. Satan just asked a favor to take you there." Balam shrugs the response. After the Dark Age, Andras fought many battles from the Persian war until World War II. afterward, he took a break from battle and linger on his grave with his beloved's corpse who already ash. 

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At Lucifer Banquet.

The place where nothing new for him. A luxurious and deluxe party along with the higher and lower ranks who discuss their nevertheless accomplishment and achievement. Andras ignore around him, he only considers is to return to his grave and have a deep slumber along with his beloved. 

"It is been a while, Andras." He stares at the man who wore a nice black tux with a shining shimmering smile and eyes. The demon, he admires before promoted as an Earl.

"Belial," Belial offer him a glass of blood in the champagne glass.

"So, It is true. You're invited to become a marker." 

"Marker?" Andras frowned in Belial statement. 

"Dantallion mention to me, a while ago." He sips the lasting moment of the blood from hell. "He informed me, about this banquet." He continues. "You see the child holding by Lucifer."  Belial pointed the child in Lucifer arms. "That's the offering chosen by the father, whoever choose by him. Will have the right and power to claim him." 

The offering is the distinctive mortal from the demon world whoever choose the offering as a Marker. The marker will possess a divine power, not any other powerful seraphim or higher rank will claim.

Suddenly, a scream of frustration lingered in the banquet and everyone cannot believe about the chosen demon. 

"Lucifer, how come!!! I'm not the marker!!!" Baal shouts in disrespect in front of the ruler.  "I'm the most powerful demon in the world, how come I didn't select as a Marker?!!"

"Baal, exclusively the Offering has the power to decide, whose suitable for the position as a  Marker and it is beyond my power," Lucifer answered, however, Baal charged his ruler by power. Azazel protects his power by his claws. 

"If I were you, you shouldn't put your pathetic dirty hands on my master and your gonna face the consequence of my fist." Azazel declared and position for the incoming brawls. 

"I'm the most powerful demon of all and your just a weaklings brat under the pants of your Master, how come you pick as the Marker?" Baal releases a poisonous purple energy ball ready to strike.

"Enough!!!" Satan voice roars in the banquet hall that makes both demons halt their attacks. "Baal, if you don't surrender, I'll make sure you're going to suffer to the lake of fire as for you Azazel back to your position." Azazel nodded as he obeys to the one who higher than him. Baal bequeaths the premises with disappointment as he lost his sanity to the place.

Lastly, Andras asked the name of the child before he touches it. 

"Seokjin." He smiles and finds a thing caught on his attention. 

"What a beautiful name for him." He clutches the wrist of the baby as he giggles filled around the banquet. The Marks came out on it, Lucifer announced another Maker and that is Andras. 

"We're going to meet again my Seokjin," Andras smirks as he moves to the altar including a huge and light on his heart. 

"At last, you return unto me." 

The demons stated on their mind.

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This chapter dedicates for the cute meow meow...

Birthday boy...

Min Yoongi...