Dance
Demon Berzelius and Asch walk the Caesars Wasteland. What there is, is an eruption of agonising cries, angry yells, and beggings. Listening to that nonchalantly, they walk on top of the bodies of people like it’s nothing.
“Ah, Asch. I found it”
Before long, Berzelius points his finger inside the collapsed soldiers.
“Hmm……I wouldn’t expect any less of you”
Patting the little Demon’s head gently. The Dark Magician walks to where a single soldier is.
“O, oi! Can you move? Help me”
Like he’s begging like his life depends on it. That collapsed man raises his voice shouting.
But, the Dark Magician ignored him and started feeling around the man’s breast pockets.
“……humph, it’s a repulsive sensation as I thought. Please just quickly let me find……it……here it is”
Making a grin. What he took out was one side of an earring.
“Do you want that!? In that case, I’ll give it to you. That’s why, help me”
“……I finally found it, you know. Good grief, you’re really a helpless girl. Make sure you don’t lose it next time”
The Dark Magician ignores the man completely and wears it on Mira’s ear.
“Tha, that girl is!”
A different man raises an astonished voice, and Asch turns around unconsciously.
“Do you know of this girl?”
“A, aah. That fellow, she was cut down by a man called Riddle. Look, those in the group over there. We stopped them”
“Don’t fuck around, are you telling him to help just you” “It’s the truth, right! It’s because you guys say things like let’s set fire to the village” “Are you saying we’re the only ones at fault! You guys were killing as well, weren’t you” “I didn’t do it! Hey, sir, I’m begging you, help me”
“Fuu……having a hideous dispute……how unamusing”
Sighing loudly. The Dark Magician, he closes his eyes and performs a chant.
＜＜Oh Darkness Oh Darkness Oh Darkness, Depart, From The Sheol, Invite, The Grim Reaper＞＞
At that moment, with Asch’s ground as its centre, a black light expands to the surroundings. That, expands all the way to every nook and cranny of the Caesars Wasteland, and before long, the pentagram moves in a rippling manner.
The one who showed its face was. A Demon clad in an aura so overwhelming that it’s ominous.
“Kukuku……nice to meet you”
Destruction Demon, Diablo. A devil that boasts an overwhelming strength in close combat, it is. Its physical strength is on par with the Joker Demon Lokiel, and it’s the highest-ranking Demon that humans can summon.
“……to think that there’s a human that would wake me up”
“There are two reasons that I chose you. Number one, the compatibility. Since I’m bad with hand-to-hand combat. Number two, the contract details”
At the Dark Magician’s words, the Destruction Demon makes a sinister grin.
“Are you saying, that you can prepare it?”
“I’ve prepared the sacrifices. Now then, devour, as much as you please!”
While spreading his arms wide open. Asch, he shouts delightedly from the bottom of his heart.
“O, oi, you! What are you saying?”
Amongst the numerous shouting voices, he picks up the voice of a single man. He heard it amidst the barrage of angry yells, not because that man was special. It was simply because it’s a question the Dark Magician wants to answer.
“Yeah, I’ve got to convey it to everybody as well”
Asch says that, and with magic, he makes it so that his voice can be heard by the soldiers in this Caesars Wasteland.
“Now then, everybody. From now on, you will become the food of this here Destruction Demon Diablo”
“Do, don’t fuck around!” “Help, help, help, help!” “What have we done to deserve that!?” “I’m gonna kill you, you bastardd!” “I beg you, I’ll do anything”
Numerous insults and pleads. Atonement and angry yells. Grievances and wrath.
“It’s fine, isn’t it”
“””Huh!?”””
The voices settle down altogether.
“I mean, you people. Anyway, you’re going to kill each other. Having the resolve to kill, means you have to have the resolve to die……I mean, this is my view though”
Of course, a tempest of angry yells.
However, the Dark Magician continues talking.
“For example, even if I were to be killed by you people, I’ll forgive you. For example, even if someone I love were to be killed. No matter what’s done to me, I shall be magnanimous and forgive you. That’s why, forgive me for what I’m about to do from now on. Well, what’s pitiful about you people is the fact that, since your soul will be eaten by a Demon, I suppose you probably won’t be able to go to heaven. Kukukuku……”
Comfortably.
With a expression of beatitude.
Asch continues to bask.
In those death throes.
In those grieving wails.
In those ardent anger.
A short while later. Around the time the Destruction Demon started devouring their souls happily.
“Mira……are you hearing these screams? They’re, just like music, aren’t they?”
Saying that.
He holds her shoulders and supports her body.
And the two of them dance to the waltz in the dark night.
