Chapter 432 – Pain
In the deepest pit of Hell, Asaemon sat still, facing the Lords of Hell. Asmodeus, Progenitor of Demons, was no longer gracing them with his presence.
One didn't need to be a Sphinx to guess where he went.
Now only the seven deadly sins were left, and each one of them was looking at Asaemon with a different kind of gaze.
Some mocking. Others neutral. Others, still, curious.
Asaemon's eyes had never been this cold since the day he had opened his eyes to the world. He was always playful and relaxed, perks of being atrociously talented.
Still, that day his heart was pierced. Like anyone inside the universe, he had heard and witnessed the demise of Noah and his sisters-in-law.
How could he not? Their deaths were loud. So loud that a part of the universe went with them.
And that left the Elysiari of Monsters reeling.
So he sat there, head lowered, unable to properly process what just happened.
