Alastor wiped the sweat from his brow, voice trembling. "I… uh… I only told him that I would possess his body after I summon a soul to be reincarnated."
The entity regarded him calmly. "Hmm… not a bad idea, but do not possess him."
"But Master," Alastor began, desperation creeping into his tone, "I need a body to remain in this world."
"What happened to your Realm?" the entity asked, his tone calm but probing.
Alastor hesitated, looking away. "I… I don't want to be there. I am just… intrigued by humans of this age."
The entity sighed deeply. "You know, Erythos, you need to EVOLVE to obtain a body so you can stay in this realm freely. And to do that, you will require… approximately ninety-five thousand souls." His gaze sharpened, suspicion flickering in his eyes. "Erythos, are you planning on wiping out a country?"
Alastor flinched. "No, sir… I will only collect the souls in need," he said, avoiding the entity's eyes.
"If you need to evolve, you could have simply asked me," the entity sighed, shaking his head. "There is no need for this roundabout behavior of yours. Very well… I'll attend to you later." He turned his gaze to Raymond. "Human… what is your name?"
Raymond hesitated. "My name is Raymond… but is it really that important?"
"Yes," the entity replied, voice soft but firm. "Names define us. They shape who we are. Raymond… it sounds strong, fitting. Now tell me… what do you think of becoming a father?"
Raymond blinked, confusion clouding his features. "As how? I… I can't become a—"
The entity smiled faintly. "I'm helping you because I… love helping humans. Once, I fell in love with one, and ever since, I have dedicated myself to them. They are the most unique beings, and yet the most reflective of our nature."
Raymond shook his head in disbelief. "But you are clearly not human. You are stronger… more powerful… than I am. I am insignificant compared to you."
The entity placed his hand gently over Raymond's lips, shushing him. "Shush… You are not insignificant. You are unique, in your own way… and beautiful." He opened his palm, revealing a small glowing screen. "Look at yourself."
Raymond stared, seeing his polished hair, clothes refined, and skin flawless. He looked younger, more vibrant than before. "Wow… I never thought I looked like that… but why… why am I different?"
"That," the entity said, pointing to the reflection on the screen, "is how I see you. This is who you truly are, Raymond Rutherford. You only need to believe in yourself and see yourself this way."
Raymond's eyes widened. As he accepted this, his body fully transformed into a handsome man in a sharp three-piece suit, holding a briefcase. He marveled at himself. "I… I look younger than before. I've never dressed like this… in my life."
"Because you never thought of doing so," the entity replied with a faint smile. "Now, back to my question… what do you think of becoming a father?"
Raymond's expression brightened. "Well… if I am a businessman, I must have a family. Yes… I will need a child."
Alastor bowed deeply, murmuring in awe, "As impressive as always, my Lord…" His words continued silently, a muted song of praise.
Raymond glanced at him, puzzled. "I can't hear him talking."
The entity chuckled softly. "Don't mind him. I dislike people praising me—it feels fake. If you wish to thank me, fine. But don't treat me like some god seeking attention." He waved his hand and released Alastor, allowing him to speak aloud. "Hey, Ray… since you want a family, you will need the resources to support them, right?"
Raymond nodded. "Yes, sir."
"Well," the entity said with a chuckle, "I cannot simply make it rain gold from the sky or fill your account with money. Not that I couldn't… I just won't."
Raymond frowned. "But this guy was about to do that just a few minutes ago."
"Who, me?" Alastor squeaked.
The entity laughed, patting Alastor's head. "I know he did. Don't mind the sly dog." Alastor suddenly transformed into a hellhound, whimpering pitifully.
Raymond couldn't help but laugh, reaching toward Kauspeur's radiant hair. "Hahaha… can I touch it?"
"You want to touch it?" the entity asked, extending his hair toward him.
"Yes!" Raymond grinned.
"Sure," Kauspeur said. "Why not?" He chuckled. "Well, Erythos wanted to manipulate you… but I've got your back. Instead of showering you with money, I'll give you something that will be passed down to your generation."
Raymond's curiosity peaked. "What is that?"
"I am going to bless you, my dear. But first… wouldn't you want me to be reincarnated?"
Raymond smiled. "I don't mind, actually. You can be reincarnated… but Tiana's womb…"
Kauspeur waved his hand dismissively. "Don't worry. I've already healed her—at the very moment you agreed."
"Thank you," Raymond said, tears welling in his eyes. "I am eternally grateful. If you wish to be reincarnated, why don't you reincarnate as my son instead?"
Kauspeur nodded. "Very well, I don't mind." Then he turned to Alastor, pointing at him. "And as for you… I will let you off today. You summoned me and have served me well."
Alastor bowed low, head touching the ground in respect.
"From today, I give you a new name," Kauspeur declared. "You are no longer The Red Dark Arch-Demon. You are no longer Erythos. Henceforth, you shall be called… ALASTOR!"
The hellhound form melted away. In its place stood a more refined demon: humanoid skin, violet hair, elegant attire, and graceful hands and feet replacing claws. His refined coat shimmered, his presence regal yet approachable.
"Alastor…" he whispered in awe, joy radiating from him. "Thank you, my Lord. I vow to follow you, into the depths of Hell or the gates of Heaven, my Great King."
"You are welcome," Kauspeur said. "Please, take care of my new friend over there."
Raymond, still in awe, asked, "Wait… what is going on?"
"I would love to explain, but that will be another time," Kauspeur replied, stepping closer. "As for your blessing… open your eyes. What do you see?"
Raymond squinted, noticing a spring of oil bubbling from the desert sands. "I… I see oil? Wait… oil? But this is a desert!"
"I told you, Ray—believe it, and it is yours. I have blessed this land and gifted you gold. You only need to open your eyes to see it." With a graceful wave of his hand, he vanished.
"Wait! Don't go!" Raymond stretched his hands toward him, awestruck.
Alastor knelt, bowing deeply. "Master…"
Raymond waved him off. "Why are you kneeling? Ease up. We still have things to do."
"Yes, my Lord," Alastor said, the memory lane ending.
Johnson leaned forward eagerly. "What happened next? It was getting interesting!"
Rose chimed in. "Yeah… where did Kaus go?"
Mary smiled at Jerry. "You are Kaus, right?"
Jerry nodded. "Yeah, I am."
Angela grinned. "That's so cool."
Johnson smirked. "Yeah, but… you're kinda dumber now than before."
"Hey, that's not fair!" Jerry protested.
Rose leaned forward. "So… what happened next?"
Jerry's grin widened. "Well… my father found black gold and Xalenuim, a magical mineral mined in that same cave. He made trillions of Kuwaiti Dinar with it."
Johnson blinked. "Wait… trillions of what?"
Jerry repeated, exasperated. "Trillions of Kuwaiti Dinar. He bought Hub City and Smart City, and used his genius to build the AI we use today."
Rose gasped. "Hold up… how much did your dad make?"
Jerry sighed, repeating himself. "Trillions of Kuwaiti Dinar… selling oil reserves and mining the fountain of oil he discovered."
Mary asked, curious, "The money was just made in Kuwait? Nowhere else?"
Jerry shook his head. "He also exported the oil to many other countries."
Rose frowned. "Didn't the government try to claim it?"
Alastor appeared, calm and composed. "They couldn't, young master. It's time for us to return home."
Jerry flopped onto a sofa, exhausted. "I'm tired of chatting. And… since when did you become my mom?"
Alastor smiled. "Since your mom isn't here, I'll assume that role. Would you like me to dress in a maid outfit, or…"
Johnson, Rose, and Angela recoiled in shock. "Ayo… WTF is up with this dude? How did you even come here?"
Mary, tipsy from vodka, waved a hand. "Nobody leaves until I hear Jerry's story and we discuss our abilities."
Jerry grinned. "Agreed. Time can't stop me from having fun with my friends."
Alastor sighed. "Fine, young master. Let's continue."