"You're perfect for this! You're men respected and looked up to you Meliodas" he explained.
"You want me to overthrow Lucifer? Why? What do you care what goes on down in hell?" I asked, trying to still make sense of all this.
"See this is why I like you. I care cause Lucifer; if he gets his demons trained enough, can and WILL try to take over heaven." He explained further. I nodded slightly, it would make sense that he would have to or does care about something like that. Who knows what would happen to the people in the world if Lucifer had control over heaven AND hell.
"Why would Lucifer want control of heaven and hell? Just to get back at you for sending him there?" I asked, curious
"Of sorts, yes but also no. He does want to get his revenge for me casting him out of heven, but at the same time he wants power. If he had control over both, there would be a disruption in the balance of good and bad. There would be no good, but all bad." God explains
"How would I overthrow Lucifer? I'm mortal, I have no powers or anything to help me with this." I reminded him.
"I have a demon down in hell, he's also agreed to help at least, overthrow Lucifer. Once you get into hell, you become a demon, from there… well that's all up to you on the strategy and the way you proceed." He replies, and as I think, I only had 2 more questions.
"How do I know the power of being a demon will be enough? Lucifer will be the strongest demon in hell with him being the ruler of hell." I asked
"You'll have some of my power with you, it doesn't make you an angel but it'll make you stronger, and no one, not even Lucifer will be able to detect you're "god power" if you will." He explained further.
"One more question. What happens after?" I asked quietly.
"Well then you would be Demon King. You could do whatever you wanted, you're the King of Hell; you could even visit earth if you wanted to." He explained.
I started to think, a life as a demon king doesn't really sound bad, visiting earth at different stages of development. I could definitely see me spending some time at least a little, in the world. Maybe I could do what I didn't do in my mortal life, meet a woman and start a family.
"Alright fine, I'll do it." I said confidently.
"Wonderful. Good luck Meliodas." He said as he placed his hand on my forehead and I felt a surge of power go through me and I wasn't in heaven anymore. As I looked around, it was red everywhere I looked, screams of pain and agony filled your ears but in a quiet whisper.
I was bound in chains and sat on the floor, the were chains eerily cold against my skin, though I was dead so I shouldnt really be able to feel hot or cold..
Right?
Oh no. I could feel it alright, the heat emitting from this place was enough to make a normal person die almost instantly from a number of reasons. Maily being too hot, pretty sure this is how hot we burned the bodies after a battle.
I had helped countless of times to pile up the bodies after each victory, didn't really matter if they were friend or foe, that was just how it was done in my day. Though as you got used to it the heat wasn't so bad anymore.
I looked down, I was wearing what looked like a brown rag, it went to my mid thigh and I immediately was uncomfortable.
There was no door, just an empty dark void on where I assume the door would be. Someone walked through it.
"I'm Leroy. I am the one helping you get used to being a demon."
His cold demeanor was a stark contrast of the hot environment.
"We have you bound because some people don't really take being a demon very well, especially if it's here."
"Here? What's the difference with here and just being a demon?"
He chuckled, amused.
"The difference is if you're a demon, you get free reign. You can pretty much do whatever you want as long as it doesn't break the most important rule which is: don't kill anyone unless necessary.
Whereas here: you're a part of Lucifer's army, his demon army if you will."
I raised my brow.
God was correct in his statement of Lucifer growing an army.
"What does Lucifer need an army for?"
I had decided to test the waters, to see if this was in fact the demon supposed to help me on my journey according to God.
"Now, now. That is calssified information. You are place on just a need to know for now. The only reason you're here is because of you're extensive battle knowledge. He finally turned and set me free.
I rubbed my wrists, and he turned again.
"Now lets get you some clothes picked out."
I stood and tried to make sure I was covered in my most intimate parts, and followed the demon throufh the voided door.
It teleported us to a room full of clothes, ranging from my time to whatever all those other things were.
"What is all this."
"Oh, right. You've been dead quite a while, the wold has evolved, moved on and technology has been improved. These are jeans, these are shoes, course you know underwear and socks, shirts. Trash can is there, you can through your current shirt in it." He pointed towards the pile of blue clothes he called jeans and then the pile he called shoes and finally the thing he called a trash can.
I looked around, chose a black pair of underwear and socks, quickly putting on the underwear. I went towards the jeans as I skimmed over them I picked a deep blue pair that held the name Wrangler on them, they fit perfectly, not too tight but they showed off my ass and I'm sure wouldn't do much to hide my buldge if I got hard.
I took off the sack like fabric and placed it into the trash can he pointed out. I heard him gasp behind me so I turned to look to see what the issue was only to find…
There was no issue.
Except for him.
He was biting his lip, checking me over and a grunt of approval came from his throat.
I cringed.
"Damn, maybe you could just stay like that."
I shivered, and not in a good way, don't get me wrong I'm sure the world has moved onto the place where people are more open with that and I applaud them.
Admire them for it.
It's just…. Not my cup of tea, I like women and thats all there was to it.
I picked a red short sleeve shirt that had some bad called ACDC on it and some combat type boots that Leroy helped me with. There was too many styles.
I stood, crossing my arms, making my muscles buldge, i towered over poor Leroy and I was much bigger than he was, and that seemed to turn him on more.
He led me through a different door that teleported us to what looked like a training ground.
"This is where we train, and right now I want you to train hand to hand with our best fighter."
He walks to a crowd that had formed, cheering one name…
Get em Vance!
"Who is Vance?"
"He's our best fighter, just watch."
I looked out into the area that was made for spars, it was just a flat piece of red dirt that held a white line.
"If they go out of the white line, they are out of boynds and they loose, if they are held down for 5 seconds they lose. If they get knocked out, they lose."
Seems easy enough.
I watched as these two men basically wrestled each other, one: stood about 5'8 and around 215, blonde hair, souless black eyes, and a tattoo of a demon on his left shoulder.
The other one: stood about 5'11 around 250, brown hair, the same souless black eyes, the muscles popped out as he managed to get the blondie in a choke hold.
The croud counted.
1!
2!
3!
4!
5!
You're out!
They all cheered.
"That's how it's done Vance!"
So brown hair was Vance.
"When they have the black eyes, they are using their demon strength."
I nodded, noticing blondies eyes went to blue and Vance's went to a emerald green.
"Who is next?!"
"The new guy!"
Vance looked in my direction, and since I was hunched over to hear and talk to Leroy, he smirked.
"Well common new guy, let's see what you got."
I stood straight and walked to the center, taking a stance I would normally take with a sword except I kept my arms at my side. Glaring at Vance, I seen him visibly swallow with one look at me, that smirk long wiped off his face.
I smirked now.
"You guys know the rules"
We both nodded.
"Go!"
I didn't move, I waited for him to fuck up, waited to see him move.
He did, he just lunged forward, going for my torso. I grabbed onto his wrist, then the back of his neck, swept my feet underneath him, tripping him; then I slammed his face into the ground.
Hard.
Gasps were heard as I let him go and held up my hands. Leroy rushed to Vance, checking him over.
"He's fine! He's alive but he's knocked out cold."
The shock in his voice was noticeable, people looked at me, mouths gaping, Leroy motioned me to follow, so I did. I walked over to where he was rushing to make an exit.
People followed me with theor eyes wondering over my body.
We went through another door, transported to a room. What I assumed was my room.
"This is your room you'll be staying here."
I looked around, the red walls and dark woods looking floors was followed by black furniture, black counters and a big bed that had red blankets on it.
"This it the kitchen, it has a stove, fridge, microwave and dishwasher."
"Ok thanks."