Suddenly, Nero heard the voice of the Oracle.
However, instead of the usual unfeeling monotone, there seemed to have been a slight hint of... disgust?
***
{Despair, Heretic... You have caught the eyes of Mephistopheles, the ancient Demon God. You have been branded with the Mark of Mephisto}.
{Rejoice, Heretic. You have acquired the Relic, Book of Mephistopheles}.
***
'Despair?!' Nero trembled in fear.
However, something else caught his attention immediately after.
He frowned.
'Could this mean that not all of the ancient Gryghori are dead?'
He had never heard of this being called Mephistopheles, but he coul only assume that it was an ancient god, even though the Oracle didn't quite call it just a god.
Instead, it was a Demon God.
Nero looked up at the Defiled Cherub that had now assumed itself original position.
'So it's master must be this Mephistopheles.'
He frowned,
'Oracle, who is this Mephistopheles?'
