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Chapter 15 - Demon Lock

The sound of breaking objects and shattering glass echoed through the large hall of Asmodeus' manor as the demon vented his anger. Anuliel humiliating him was driving him crazy. Anovi's death didn't even matter to him as much as his disgrace had.

As he was about to break his bookshelf, his obsidian eyes fell on a book he had long refused to touch.

The Dark Hold.

" You should use it demon." a woman's voice spoke.

" What do you want here?"Asmodeus asked unpleasantly.

" Oh dear! Asmodeus! I get you into the Shadowfell Realm and this is the thanks I get?"she gasped in mock shock.

" What do you want here?" Asmodeus repeated.

" I came here to propose something."she smiled cunningly.

"What?" Asmodeus growled.

"You cursed Dante with a Rose Lock right?"

"So?"

"I want you to make it a Demon Lock."

"Are you serious?"Asmodeus cocked an eyebrow.

"Yes."

"And why would I do that?" Asmodeus gave a crisp laugh.

"Because I can take the Dark Hold back to the Soliel Order and kill you on top of that."

" You know a Demon Lock will bind our life forces together so why would you suggest that."he said and turned to face her.

"Yes, I know. That will speed up the plan. If you don't get killed by him first."she smiled and stepped closer to him. She put her hands on his shoulders and whispered:

"It's been three weeks Asmodeus. He already knows how to control some parts of his power. If you don't do as I say, you will definitely die."

With that she disappeared into thin air.

Asmodeus looked at the Dark Hold lying on the bookshelf and sighed loudly.

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Izalea's water whips lashed out at Dante, who managed to dodge them but lost his balance and fell. Izalea, taking advantage of his vulnerability, launched another attack at him but his reflexes were as sharp as a polished sword. He used his hands to propel himself upward and before Izalea's water swords hit him, he was already standing on her shadow , locking her arms behind her.

"And the winner is Dante!" Charles cheered loudly.

"Uncle Charles! You're a goddamn director! What the fuck are you even doing here?"Izalea reprimanded.

"Leave him be. He's being a supportive director. Am I right Charles?" Dante grinned.

"Yeah buddy. I sure am."Charles laughed and walked over to them on the training field.

"Don't encourage him. Both of you are morons. I'm out of here."she laughed and walked out of the training arena.

"You've come a long way since we first met Dante. You are much stronger now and I can feel that you will achieve great things one day."Charles said.

"Thanks Charles. It really means a lot."Dante smiled.

" By the way, Brane sends his regards to you."

"Is he okay?"

"Sure. I've known that right bastard for decades and if any one can defy the Soliel Order and still live after a month, it's Brane Dorus. "Charles assured Dante.

"You're right. Anyways..."

Dante stopped talking as a sudden wave of extreme pain washed over his body, making him scream in pain. He fell to his feet and Charles immediately rushed over to him.

"Are you okay?"Charles asked worriedly but when he noticed the tattoo on Dante's neck changing shape, he could only murmur one word.

"Shit!"

Charles closed his eyes and held Dante close. He released the Arcaneum in his body and covered it around them like a magical blanket. Slowly but surely, he started to take Dante's pain away giving Dante a sense of relief. After a minute, Dante opened his eyes and Charles helped him up.

"What was the? It hurt like hell."

" It's your curse. Asmodeus has changed it."

"Is that even allowed? And what did he change it to?" Dante asked, worry written on his handsome face.

"It used to be a Rose Lock but now it's been changed to a Demon Lock. A Rose Lock gradually drains the Arcaneum in it's victim whiles a Demon Lock binds the victim to the Demon who cast it."

"Meaning?"

"You're bound to Asmodeus via your life force. You're now on limited time Dante. When that time runs out, you're going to be a slave to Asmodeus. Mindless with no will whatsoever."Charles sighed.

"How do I prevent that?" Dante asked, a bit calmly.

"You need to kill Asmodeus before that time runs out. Or else you become his slave. If anyone kills him, you will also die."

Dante didn't reply but instead he nodded. He knew what he had to do.

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