Nannia was dazed from what she just heard. She had half expected some ridiculous story of how Mike became the way he is. But nothing could have prepared her for this crazy story.
"So all the Angels aren't aware that they are experiments?"
"Nope, Angels don't even dream, so it is still a mystery to me how my mother was able to dream"
The story had visibly taken a lot out of Mike, despite how nonchalant he narrated it, he was visibly dejected, eyes unfocused and a long face as if finally getting something he had kept locked for so long on his chest.
Warmth enveloped him, the once cold world gained colour and the gloomy mood was nowhere to be found, when he checked where the warmth was coming from. He saw Nannia's arm.
He never got a good look before but she was beautiful, a smile to warm up a room and a voice to calm the sea.
Her golden hair rested behind her ear, big beautiful blue eyes and a small nose. She really is beautiful.
She doesn't look a day over 25 even though she has long passed 30.
"Thanks… Mom"
The once calm ocean was now bubbling. Nannia's heart was beating violently, visibly flustered by the rush of emotions, she hugged him tighter"
"I'm happy to finally hear you say that"
The two were in that positions for a long time
***
"How do you think the Gods would react knowing their little project succeeded but now its blade has turned against them"
Satan sitting on a leather couch, Sabastions pouring tea in his cup on the table on the Side.
"I'm certain they are aware sir. They just weren't aware how successful it was. They thought it was a defect"
Hahahahaha!
The hall reverberated with a belly full of laughter.
"Indeed, such a simple species, made to create but they took that simple command and believed themselves the sovereigns of reality. That kid was right. They really have little egos."
Sipping tea from the cup he turned and looked at Sabastian.
"How goes the academy preparations"
"They… Well you know how the head mistress is sir, She is a stiff old bang always looking to do things by the rules. I'm afraid your name also doesn't have much weight in the underworld"
Satan could hear the sarcasm dripping off his butler's words but still. Just think of the Headmistress. He felt his head get a little pang of pain.
"Of course, just when I thought things were going in order I have to deal with that old bag."
He placed his hand on his face while shaking his head.
"Why must it always have to be her"
Sebastian left his master wallowing in his own pity.
"You can do it master, the universe depends on it"
He left those words behind before he closed the door behind him.
Smash!
The tea cup hit the door.
"He seems to be enjoying my pain, am I a lousy boss?"
Outside, Sebastian was clearly enjoying teasing his boss's pain, he let out a small chuckle before he fixed back his serious face in case any of the maids saw him and continued forward.
Back in the room Satan just waved his hand and the once broken cup was back to its pristine self and the tea back in it.
He stood up, took a large amount of air in before he let it out slowly.
"Ok big guy, you can do it, you can definitely do it. This is not like the last time, people change, she might be pleasant to speak to"
He walked back and forth trying to get himself ready for what is about to happen next.
"Hah, who am I kidding, lots of things could change, she definitely not one of them"
He went back to his seat, then with a wave of his hand the cup of tea started to shake. The tea inside started to boil, quickly turning to steam. The steam was formed in a ball that floated right in front of his face.
Before long the steam turned dark, too dark to see what was happening behind.
Sssshhhh.
The ball changed shape once more, this time taking a humanoid shape.
'I'm surprised she agreed'
Before long the smoke dispensed, leaving behind a beautiful red skinned demoness with blue hair, an eye dark eyepatch wearing a simple shirt and pair of jeans.
"You sure are getting ballsy sending a conscious request after waking up Dave"
A seductive voice laced with a venomous lust threatening to strip you of your self control if it ever found your ear.
"Ahh, Headmaster Cassandra, turn down the seduction spell would you, how arrogant of you to think it would work on a Primordial God"
Hmm, She let out a light chuckle as if expecting it to not work.
"All men are weak, how can I see an improvement in my spell if I don't test it on the most powerful being I know."
Letting out an enchanting smile. Just looking at it could make a man weak on the knees.
"It is as I thought, you never change. Let's not waste…"
"No!"
He didn't even get to finish his sentence.
Frustration plastered all over his face.
"What do you need to make it happen"
She looked at him, this time she didn't even try to flirt or seduce him.
"This is not about what I want or what I can get. You know the rules, You even helped make some of them, you even entrusted me with the academy knowing full well that I am the only one who can deny you even when you make requests such as this."
He went back to rest his head on the headrest of the chair. He thought back to when he created the academy. A learning institution where kids of all backgrounds could go and have the same opportunities as the kids from big families.
Kids who grew up without anything gaining an opportunity to make something of himself. And to make sure no corruption took place at the academy. He made a claim that if a family, clan or organisation tries to influence the school in any way.
They were to be destroyed to their last bloodline. Of course not everyone believed this law. They were too big to be controlled, it just so happened that he needed an example and some of those who put their necks out were already on his hit list.
Killing two birds with one stone. 'A day of last day' that is what they called it as many families and clans ceased to exist after that day.
"Yes I know and it is why I put you there knowing that if I were to leave, you were someone I trusted to keep the rules intact, but I want you to see this"
He reached out and poked her head, She got sucked into a world she didn't recognise. The events she saw left her shook to the core.
The moment Satan took his hand off his head tears started to stream down her cheeks.
"Wha.. What was that, how could something like that exist, is that why you finally awakened from your slumber.."
She quickly started to throw questions his way. Clearly what she saw was disturbing enough to have this demoness frightened to the core.
"It still lives in the world of potentiality, Depending on how you answer me right now on my request, it shall or shall not happen"
She turned her seductive yet frightened eyes at him.
"You mean to tell me, that kid you want me to admit has the power to fight that, something you clearly don't have the means to stop"
She was a bit skeptical. She was one of the old Demons who lived at an age where consciousness was still a concept, intelligence a myth, the world ruled by pure chaos. She had witnessed Satan stand against Titans, Mammoths and being or pure totality and he still stood to even gain the title of a Primordial God.
"Hhh, your mind is still limited by the ceiling you see, your eyes never witness what true power is, what true destruction is. I am powerful yes, but that is in the world you witnessed"
Her eyes grew larger in size.
"How will a kid with practically no power do something that impossible?"
The devil stood up, walked towards her and reached out his hand.
"Well, why spoil the show when you could just sit down and enjoy the show. If it fails. Well, we don't have that choice do we Hahahaha."
Satan laughed, making the tence Cassandra loosen up a bit. She reached out and held his hand.
"You know, after that last stunt you pulled, many families have been looking for a way to get back at. You are practically sending this kid to a slaughter house"
A smug smile formed on his face.
"We aren't trying to raise a baby are we?"