Mykel was smoking his cigarette in front of the Lucifer Tower. He watched Zherlthsh walk up the stairs into the tower on her own, in the middle of the night. It was the only tower that nobody dared to enter, and it was the most unwanted tower of them all.
"I just have to kill demons to raise my skill level, right?" Zherlthsh asked as she stared at the endless hallway in front of her. "But, why here?" Zherlthsh turned around to look at Mykel.
"Are you scared? Knowing that you're no longer immortal?" Mykel asked as he puffed the smoke.
"I don't fear death, I fear the ones who can kill me," Zherlthsh answered.
"I will make them occupied, just go," Mykel said as the chill night wind hit his face. "If you die, I will bring you back to life. There's nothing to be fear about," Mykel continued.
Zherlthsh exhaled deeply as she nodded her head. Before she could take a step forward, she felt the presence of her sisters. She turned around and saw Beldathield, Vixelleths, Glasya, and even Mazikeen come out of the portal.
"I heard you turned her into mortal, Mykel," Beldathiel said. "Do you care to explain why?" Beldathiel asked as she walked toward Mykel.
"Because I want to make her stronger. Is there another reason?" Mykel asked back as he turned around to look at Beldathiel.
"By turning her into a human? Are you sure she can become stronger than what she was?" Vixelleth asked with her eyebrows raised. "No matter how I look at this, this is ridiculous. Especially sending her into this tower,"
Mykel didn't say anything as he stared at the four of them.
"I want this," Zherlthsh said. "I want to try this first and see if I can become stronger," Zherlthsh continued as she looked at Vixelleth and Beldathiel.
"Do you believe that you can become stronger in your current state?" Beldathiel asked as she walked past Mykel. "You do realize that you just lost everything by turning into a human, and you think this is worth it?"
"Mykel said so, and I'm convinced that this is worth the try," Zherlthsh answered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"So you believe in him?" Beldathiel asked, and that question made Mykel glance his eyes at her.
"Yes, I believe him," Zherlthsh nodded her head.
"Then go, and proof us wrong," Beldathiel said.
Zherlthsh nodded and then she entered the Lucifer Tower with confidence. Mazikeen, Glasya, and Vixelleth on the other hand, they were surprised that Beldathiel wasn't bothered by it.
"If there's nothing else, I have another place to be," Mykel said as he flicked the cigarette into the lake.
As Beldathiel spoke with Zherlthsh back there, Mykel was talking with Lucifer and he wanted to meet.
Mykel warped to the Empyrean World and was welcomed by a heavy atmosphere. He looked at the sky and multiples of whirlpools of clouds were spinning with thunderstorms inside them.
"Looks like I'm not the only guest here," Mykel said to himself.
"You should wait here," Luciel's voice could be heard from behind him. "They're in the middle of an important meeting, and sensing your presence here only makes them feel threatened and furious," Luciel showed herself from behind the apple tree.
"Don't you think this is a perfect opportunity for me? I can just get in there and kill them all," Mykel asked as he kept staring at the big palace in the distance.
"I'm not sure if you're trying to make a joke are you asking for real," Luciel replied.
"People who didn't take my words seriously always ended up regretting it," Mykel said as he turned around. "What are you doing out here?" Mykel asked.
"Accompanying the unwanted guest under his order," Luciel answered with the sword in her right hand behind her back.
"I'm surprised that you haven't told him about what you heard from me. Are you afraid that I was telling you the truth?" Mykel asked with a smile. "But I'm glad that you didn't tell him anything," Mykel continued.
"I have something that I want to ask. You said that I'm not one of them, so what am I?" Luciel asked.
Mykel hesitated because even in Luciel's [Character] screen. The system wrote her race as [Unknown]. Although it was written as [Unknown], Mykel could replace them with many things, [Empyreanian], [Human], [Demi-God], [Demon], [Angel], and lastly, [Celestial], the race of the nine divinities.
"That's for you to decide, Luciel. Right now, you're none of them, but that doesn't mean you can't do anything about it. You can be whatever you want, and that includes becoming the same being as your father. You can be whatever you want to be," Mykel answered.
"You said that as if I have the right to choose," Luciel said.
"Then, do you want freedom? If that's what you want, you know what you should do," Mykel replied as he walked toward her.
"Betray him?" Luciel asked quietly.
Mykel smiled as he shook his head slowly. He then stood right in front of Luciel, and slowly put his hands on her shoulders. Luciel was a little taken aback by that, but Mykel didn't let her go as he slowly leaned his head to her right ear.
"No, kill him," Mykel whispered.
Luciel pushed Mykel away, and she was so ready to cut him up, but she held back because she didn't want to make a scene. Doing that would only make Lucifer curious, so she didn't want that.
"I'm not telling you to betray him, but it's your only choice, Luciel. Whether you kill or be killed. In fact, your fate is to die, and nothing else," Mykel said with a serious expression. "Remember, if you don't take my words seriously, you will regret it,"
Before Luciel could say anything, she saw the Demon Kings fly away into the whirlpools in the sky. She suddenly slashed her sword at Mykel, but he dodged it easily. She then slowly walked back and flew away into one of the whirlpools.
Mykel watched Luciel leave, and then he could feel a breeze of wind coming from behind.
"It appears, she really doesn't like you. Also, there were matters that I need to handle, of course, that included our deal," Lucifer said.
"I didn't wait long," Mykel replied as he turned around. "In fact, sending her just to entertain me, that's really something I wouldn't expect," Mykel continued and watched Lucifer pluck an apple from the tree.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLucifer ate the apple as he chuckled and smirked.
"I saw it, and I was surprised that you didn't get summoned by her," Lucifer said. "How did you do it? I was sure that you would disappear the moment you kill Bartoth, but turned out I was wrong," Lucifer continued as he chewed the apple.
"To put it simply, Mara can't touch me anymore," Mykel answered.
Lucifer crushed the apple in his hand because he was shocked when he heard her name. He was dumbfounded and anxious as he stared at Mykel in disbelief.
"How?" Lucifer asked.
"Thanks to you, I gained something that protects me from her," Mykel answered with his hands in his trouser pockets.
"That doesn't make any sense. There's no such a thing to protect you from her, especially from just clearing low floors in the towers. What did you get, and how's that possible?" Lucifer asked, and this time he was intrigued by Mykel's words.
"Why would I tell you my secret when you did backstab me even though we already had a deal?" Mykel asked back. "If you're angry, then you're the only one to blame, for breaking our deal, and now you have to live with your big mistake of joining hands with her," Mykel chuckled.
Lucifer didn't say anything, but Mykel could tell that Lucifer was furious since he could hear the cracking sound of bones from Lucifer's fingers and the gritting sound of his teeth.
"I'm not here to show off or to rub a salt," Mykel said as he sighed. "I'm here for something else," Mykel continued.
"Since you did risk your life by not interfering because of our deal. I came here to show my thanks, and you would love to hear it," Mykel said.
Lucifer raised his eyebrows as he leaned on the apple tree.
"I'm not going to clear any tower for an indefinite amount of time. We both know that I'm the only reason why the breakout no longer exists, and so, I will let this one out so you can get what you have been looking for," Mykel said.
"And what that would be?" Lucifer asked as he reached out an apple above him.
"Aersland, the last Empyreanian," Mykel said with a smile.