A female demon walked through a dead silent and dark corridor, the smell of the burning torches lighting the way pierced her nose as she walked in front of two large doors. As she opened the door she was surprised as she had blinked once, then twice, then a third time, just to make sure what she was looking at was real—it was her first time being here, after all.
The room was like a ball room with dim lights and all blue. The floor made of an attracting blue diamond, a diamond stage stands in the center of the room, draped in beautiful blue curtains. The place was fancy and sparkling. "Overly-Elegant" would be a way to describe it. The lights shone on a demon. One who looked like an attractive male, about 5'9", with deeply pale skin, blue eyes, white pupils, white hair that fades to blue, black horns that fade to blue, and biker gang-esque clothing.
But that's not the surprising part. The demon was sitting on a throne, which was a sparkling and fancy diamond coated toilet, with his pants down to his ankles—genitals on full display like he didn't have a care in the world. He sat with his head resting on his hand. His expression bored, apathetic, disconnected, and soulless. The addition of his half-lidded eyes sold that fact completely—he's either bored, emotionless, lazy, or all of the above. She thought he was a realistic statue for a second, that's how apathetic he seemed just from his body language. He looked so lost and out of touch with reality—so much that he didn't even notice the demon come in.
"M-Mr. Baal Peor." The female demon says in a gentle tone as she walks a bit closer to the glamorous stage. The demon named "Baal Peor" seems to not hear her and is still in the same position.
The demon walks closer. If this was the stadium of a concert she be at front row seating position, "Mr. Baal Peor." She says—and Baal Peor gives no answer. The demon then gets irritated and walks on to the stage, her heels clicking sharply across the diamond glass floor.
Once she is right next to Baal Peor, she taps him on the shoulder, "Si-" She was about to shout but Baal Peor cuts her off,
"'Belphegor'." He mumbles.
"E-Excuse me?" The demon questions.
"Call me 'Belphegor'." Baal Peor, or should I say Belphegor, mumbles in response.
The female demon is more irritated at his words—her face a scowl as she sharply glares at him. She's not wrong though, he ignores her—then proceeds to cut her off mid sentence. But what can you expect from a Sin/Demon Prince.
Surprisingly, Belphegor smirks, he felt her scowl and glare on him, "Don't look at me like that." He mumbles in a chill but teasing voice with half-lidded eyes.
Her eye and head twitches a bit but she takes deep breathes and says, "I have a message from the Sin of Pride, Lucifer."
"Oh, I see..." Belphegor mumbles in response, "Lucy sent me a love let-" Belphegor is then cut off as someone throws him off of his throne and onto the rest of the stage, "ow..."
"I told you not to call me by that name," A commanding voice shouts, "Sin of Sloth Belphegor!" It continues.
That voice is coming from a cosmic being in humanoid form, an avatar of Lucifer's. It stands over Belphegor with it's fists clenched.
Meanwhile the female demon kneels immediately, "My glorious king, Lucifer!" She says with praise while blushing and smiling.
Meanwhile, Belphegor is just tapping his finger with a disinterested expression—he doesn't even feel like getting up.
Meanwhile, Lucifer's avatar looks at the female demon and shouts, "I didn't say to speak to me now did I!?" This makes the female demon scared for a bit, "N-No sir." She responds immediately with urgency while shaking.
Lucifer's avatar turns to Belphegor, the tension in the air reaching an all time high. Lucifer is quite furious, while Belphegor just looks "out of it" as they say.
The avatar slowly walks over to Belphegor, the tension in the air getting thicker and thicker. Then when it's only a few inches away from Belphegor, it stands there, silent for a moment as it's fists clench.
"Baal." Lucifer calls out to Belphegor in anger.
"What?" Belphegor emotionlessly mumbles in response.
"Stand." Lucifer commands.
"I don't feel like it..." Belphegor mumbles.
Lucifer then gets angrier, "Now!"
"Fine..." Belphegor stands slowly, when he's done, he looks like he could flop over any minute. His posture even indicating that he doesn't even want to stand, "Happy?" He mumbles, his eyes half lidded.
"Good." Lucifer says, "Now, Belphegor, I have a job for you. You need to something anyway it seems." He continues, muttering that last part.
smirks, "Alright then, Lucy." He mumbles in a chill tone with half-lidded eyes as he's pulling his underwear and pants up, then buckling his belt, "Hit me with it." He continues to mumble.
"I need you to go up to the mortal realm, and convince some mortals to sin." Lucifer says, his anger seeming to have subsided, "Understand?" He asks.
Belphegor puts up a weak thumbs up, his expression is emotionless bored and tired. He didn't feel like it, but he also didn't feel like dealing with Lucifer.
"Good, now go!" Lucifer commands.
Belphegor nods and then looks up to the ceiling. For a minute there is silence but then a cosmic blue portal leading to the Mortal Realm opens. Black feathered wings that fade into blue sprout from Belphegor's back as he then flies up into the portal.
As the portal closes, the female demon speaks up nervously, "P-Permission to speak, S-Sir." She says while sweating and shaking slightly.
"Permission granted." Lucifer says.
"W-What do you see in him?" The demon asks curiously but nervously.
"Belphegor is a good asset to the forces of Hell." Lucifer answers, then for this next part he smirks, "That and he's quite the entertainment."
"B-But he didn't even do anything to be here, let alone get the title of "Prince of He-" The demon responds.
"First of all," Lucifer says as he cuts her off, "don't ever in your days raise your voice at me."
"I-I apologi-"
"I didn't give you permission to speak, either!" Lucifer shouts in pure arrogance, making the demon go silent, "And second," Lucifer says, "the simple fact that Belphegor is slothful is exactly what Hell needs to rack up more sinners." He continues, "I swear on my life, someday I'll over throw those swine's up in the heavens and overthrow the ones above!" Lucifer yells with pride, determination, and ambition, "They will bow at my mere presence and worship me and the true divine one!" he then laughs maniacally, "HAHAHAHA!!!"
Calling Lucifer "crazy" or "delusional" would be fitting. His overwhelming ego and pride makes him ignorant to reality. But at the same time, who knows, Lucifer might overthrow the heavens. Even if there is a slim chance. A very slim chance.
Chapter End!