It is still 398 AD. It is still the fifth of July.
What a disaster. It has been 10 minutes since my fight against the new witch Sermoff. He appears to be quite powerful which is very worrisome. I knew I needed help from someone who has dealt with this sort of situation. My father! Lucifer! Of course!
I threaded my way around the undead Army and stopped when I reached the middle of the field. I inhaled deeply, probably a mistake because of the ghastly stench which assaulted my senses. Yuck! I called out, "mighty Lucifer, my father. Dad. I humbly request your help."
A portal opened directly in front of me. I noticed that the rim of the portal was black, what else would it be, right? Through it I could view HELL, all red and ablaze with oceans of fires.
Standing in the midst of all the red flames, waves was Lucifer. I must admit that he was looking rather powerful and mighty.
"Hello Draven" Then silence. Lucifer gazed upon Draven like a child was asking him to buy a new teddy bear.
Well, that's a start, I plunged ahead. "Hi Dad, I need your help to defeat Sermoff." Even while I stood there looking at dear old Dad, I could feel Sermoff's power growing. How did I know this? I don't know but maybe I could sense the lingering energy from his soul. Not a good feeling I can assure you.
"Could you please help. I need more experience. I know that, you know that, and unfortunately, Sermoff knows that."
"Of course, I will help you." He paused then added, "sadly Lander is unavailable; however, in his place I will be sending you two of my strongest Demons."
As if on cue in some Roman or Greek theatrical performance two streams of black smoke appeared and moved through and landed on each side of the portal. Out of the swirling black plumes of smoke formed two human forms. One was wearing Egyptian armor holding a sword along with a spear and the other was wearing Greek armor holding a shield and a spear. Should I be worried?
"Son, I want to come but currently I don't have enough strength for this type of mission. I'll need a host, a very strong host."
"Not to worry," I replied. "I have a bunch of candidate hosts housed in a specific part of Easlum." I said this with excitement. I hadn't seen dad in this world since he had exploded centuries ago when he showed me Easlum. I looked around and directed, "Someone go fetch one immediately."
I then opened up a portal into Easlum that can only be opened by myself, the Generals or the Primaral gods. The portal glowed yellow displaying Easlum. Julius Caesar (the dead one) ran like lightning into the portal and returned in the blink of an eye holding up what appeared to be a 35-year-old male.
It was just a body but there was no consciousness inside. He put the candidate host in front of Lucifer's portal. The Easlum portal silently closed.
Lucifer nodded. "Thanks, this one appears worthy."
A stream of red smoke exited Lucifer's mouth, went through the portal and entered into the recipient host's mouth. Lucifer's body then turned into smoke; it merged into the original red smoke stream, lazily curled through the air and continued into his mouth.
When the red stream finished going into his mouth the man opened his eyes, they were pigeon blood red. The transfer had been a success! Lucifer's voice surrounded them. "This will do. Let's go kill that damnable witch."
That's when I got a really, really good idea!
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