Absolute Depravity: Reincarnated with a lustful System

Chapter 252 - The Outcast Amongst Angels

Being finally assigned a spot to build the coliseum, Deus was hard at work trying to get the structure completed as soon as possible. Even thinning out his army over his territory, he was playing a risky game by letting Dominion have his way for the time being.

"Master, are you sure you want more cyborgs working here?" Standing by him in the very middle of the construction, his demonic aide questioned his decisions. "We're barely hanging in on the theaters and those cyborgs are the only leverage we have against magic and the barbaric equipment of the general's army."

"Well, I'm not Asmodia, and not immortal either…" Thinking back to her sister's current state he rolled his eyes before correcting himself. "I guess she's not immortal either anymore. Anyways, fighting for that land that's flowing with rivers of lava, yeah, I have no interest in dying for it."

Dismissing his aide's concern, he scanned around the base structure that his servants had managed to put up. While taking it all in a holographic visor emerged in front of his left eye. Seeing through it, he could easily measure the progress of the construction as well as keep a count of everyone working on the project. And as if that wasn't enough, his visor listed everything in a list that contained all the information about the subject as well.

"Two hundred seventy-two?" Turning to his aide, he placed his hand on the hips and glared at him sternly. "We only have this many people working and you're already having problems at the border? Go and do something instead of embarrassing yourself in front of me with those useless reports!"

Holding two of his fingers towards the hunched-over demon, rotated his hands a little and instantly encased the demon into an eclectic cage. As the realization of what was happening set in, the man tried to scream for another chance but pressed his two fingers onto his thumb, Deus turned the aide into a tiny ball. Making it float over to his hands, he could feel the charge build up inside the small marble.

"Your stats may have been useless, but I guess it won't hurt to use your soul to power some of my cyborgs," whistling to get everyone's attention, Deus threw the marble in the middle of the ground and watched as the demon that had been turned to cyborgs with enhanced metal limbs and minds fight over it like rabid dogs.

'I should go back and play some games on my laptop.' Grabbing his headphone that had been hanging by his neck, he put them on like mufflers. Turning towards one of the many gates that were still being constructed, he passed right through and made his way to the temporary lodging that he'd been assigned in the kingdom of Dolatia. 'I'm tired of playing the same games though…Maybe I should've asked the creator to give me more digital items from my world.'

While walking towards the residence where a family of humans was still forced to live as part of the treaty, Deus felt a familiar presence lingering right over him. Swatting his hands as if he was swatting flies, he tries to get Reya off his tail so he could relax and play some games again.

"I'm working, okay? I still need rest though," making excuses to her, he managed to get her off her seer and not spy on him from afar.

Getting to his lodging, he was greeted by the family of four that was still living in the house. Ignoring them completely, he let his eyes wander over the structure of the dainty yet cozy-looking building. Noticing a chimney on top, he felt slightly excited to see if they even had a fireplace inside.

"Alright then," clasping his hands, he ordered. "Let's head in."

Anxiously smiling back at the demon lord, the two parents were somewhat frozen in place, their kids on the other hand, not knowing any better, were a lot more excited to welcome the weird-looking stranger.

"Come in!" Said the ginger daughter, jumping enthusiastically.

Moving closer to Deus with her red-headed brother, the both of them grabbed onto his gloves before dragging him into the house. Their parents., terrified by their children's rash action, tried to make them stop, but with only a gaze back at them, Deus let them know that he didn't mind. Although terrified and reluctant to let their kids play with a demon of the highest order, they had no choice but to listen and adhere to his every order.

"I-I'll bring you something to eat!" The mother dressed in an apron headed in before Deus could be taken inside.

"I'll fix up a fire," following behind her, the father left as well.

Still being dragged in, Deus wasn't too sure if the two were planning something, however, given that they were both only humans, he didn't feel any need to stay on guard around them.

'Anyways,' looking back at the kids trying to drag him in, he saw a flicker of his past life from way before the creator snatched his passing soul from the sea of cosmic consciousness. 'Why does this feel, familiar?'

Seeing the playful two, he began to wonder, exactly who he was and if he had siblings or kids that these two reminded him of. Yet with the creator now gone, none could retell his story, not even his soul as it had been wiped clean just like Asmodia's memories of writing the records of the world.

'Fuck it, who cares?' He thought and followed the two deeper into the house.

"You two wanna play a game?" With a gentle smile, he kicked back into a chair and made his laptop emerge through thin air. "I have a lot of cool games that I'm sure you two would love."

Even though his heart was frozen with apathy, staying in that house and playing with the kids, his heart melted from the warmth of the fireplace and the hearty stew made by the loving mother. With his belly now full, and his mind relieved of all stress, Deus laid down on the lone sofa they had in the living room. Despite the desperate attempt of the parents to have him lay down on the bed instead, he was far too sleepy to move an inch from the place.

Lodging on top of him, the duo of human devils were also deep in slumber, making the parents worry even more. However, since there wasn't much they could do, doing anything at all to prevent him from being upset was the best and only option they had.

"That's a demon lord?" Watching him sleep on the couch like a drunken teen, the mother couldn't reason how such a child can turn into a demon lord.

"Yeah…I'm shocked too," looking at him drooling as he slept, the father was reminded of the time when Haruki's demon took over. "To think a lust demon would be more troublesome than a demon lord, what strange times we live in?"

Huffing out a tired sight, the father decided to keep watch on the demon while the mother got some rest. After a while, they would shift places to make sure neither of their children act out in sleep or that the demon lord starts freaking out through the night. Defying their expectations, the night went on without any trouble, and by the time the two woke up they noticed that Deus was gone, but he'd left behind a pair of matching apparatus.

Picking up the handheld item with a luminous screen, they noticed a small note right under which read but a few words.

"Give these to your kids, I've taught them through my magic how to use them since I needed more people to play with me, or maybe against me?" Reading it all, the father had no clue what any of it meant, but he dared not to test his luck by defying one of the strongest entities in this world.

Back in the Colosseum, Deus entered the site while stretching his arms and yawning out loud. Using his visor, he scanned to see if the number of workers had increased, and sure enough it seemed like whoever ate the last aide had taken charge of the situation and ordered more demons as well as cyborgs to work on the colosseum.

Taking a moment to just admire the work that had been put in, Deus knew that something was missing from the charm of the place.

"Neon," he mumbled, smirking to himself.

That single word was enough of an order to whoever the new aide was, and after what happened to the last guy nobody dared to question him even though Asmodia had provided them the land only after Deus promised not to use neon.

"Deus lo vult people, Deus lo vult," reminding his servants that all will be as he wills, he started to work on the new plans that had to be put through.