The old man spoke, someone I knew as Paladin Shiro Fujimoto, the only one to resist Satan.

Douse the sewers with triple-C density holy water. Not a single one can be allowed to infiltrate.

Outside, demons and ghouls began throwing themselves against a barrier, trying to get in.

Come with me, he said as I followed

Fujimoto lead me down a hidden set of stairs.

I watched as he turned a key in a chest in the middle of the room.

The Koma Sword; also known as Kurikara, he held up a sword with a purple scabbard.

I have transferred your demonic powers to this sword.

Don't ever let it fall into anyone else's hands, I looked down at my own hands holding the sword.

This sword must never be drawn,

Your demonic powers will be awakened

And You can never go back to being human again

What about Yukio, Who was Yukio?

Too weak to sustain the power

I chose to say nothing at all about the secret of you and your brother's birth

Which brother? I had a few.

I heard a crash, the vision of

I jolted up from my bed in cold sweat, tail flicking nervously next to me. I narrowed my eyes to see one of my servants had knocked one of my swords off its pedestal.

"I apologize my prince. I did not mean to disturb you." The lower class demon cowered in shame and in fear.

"Hm?" I hummed questioningly.

I stood from my bed, my back turned towards him.

"It was an accident, truly."

"Well, if it was just an accident..." I said leisurely as I walked away from my bedside towards the center of my massive room.

"Really!?" The demon perked his head up in both relief and excitement.

"Never!" I sped towards him, blue flames igniting on my body, lifting him off the ground by his collar, "If something like this ever happens again, I'll see to it that I will personally have the pleasure of burning you into a crisp." My voice deepened as he looked into my neon blue demonic eyes.

"Ye-es-s Sire." I released his collar and he dropped to the floor. He moved to pick up my dropped sword when I stopped him.

"Leave it."

"But-t-t" He said, stuttering through his words.

"I said Leave IT," I answered sternly, glaring at him.

"Of c-course, milord." The demon ran for the door, escaping any remaining consequences.

As I kneeled down and grabbed the scabbard of my sword, the words from my dream flashed through my head.

The Koma Sword; also known as Kurikara

I have transferred your demonic powers to this sword.

Don't ever let it fall into anyone else's hands

This sword must never be drawn,

Your demonic powers will be awakened

And You can never go back to being human again

"I will never be human, and no one can strip me of my power," I reassured myself, lighting a small blue flame in my palm.

"Never."

I put the sword back onto its pedestal, reigniting the protective, and decorative, blue flames that held it.

I've collected swords for years, mine is of such a collection only fit for the Prince of Gehenna. I'd received The Koma Sword only just recently, and anonymously.

I moved my stare from the swords and begin to dress. My clothes had already been laid out by the servants, royal as always, but today's looked more casual. And less my taste. Still, if they were chosen, there was a reason and it had to be worn.

A slim, white, button up shirt with black pants.

I heard a short knock on my door as I fixed the top button on my shirt.

"Enter." I answered as I turned to the mirror to fix my hair.

"Sire, your father has requested your presence."

"Yep. uh-huh. Totally. Will do." I listed off random lackluster responses as the demonic butler continued rambling off about my father.

"Rin."

"AAaaah." I scrambled back in surprise as none other than Amaimon, my big brother, appeared next to e, look quite annoyed.

"Father said now."

"Fine fine, I'm coming." I grumbled as I walked out of my room into the dark palace hallways. Amaimon disappeared, likely going ahead of me.

"Father wants you now, do this, do that." I mocked my stupid brother as I walked towards the dining room.

As I came closer I could smell the delicious aroma of fresh food.

A butler handed me a folded uniform jacket as I entered the room, gazing longingly at the food on the table. I picked up the jacket from the tray, paying it no mind, and headed over to my seat at the table.

"I'm sending you to Assiah-" My father stated as I started to sit down.

"Whaaaat!?" I immediately jumped out of my seat, knocking down the chair.

"This is not your decision Rin." He said sternly, eyes flaring with determination.

"LIKE HELL IT ISN'T!" I allowed my blue flames to ignite, adding to my intimidation.

I watched as Amaimon, my other brothers and the servants dismissed themselves, slipping out of the room.

"MEPHISTO! OPEN A PORTAL!" Father yelled as he also got up from his chair. A pink portal was opened at the center of the room, the echo of Mephisto's Eins, Zwei, Drei still in the air. I fell back in surprise.

"You will go!" Father grabbed my collar and began dragging me towards the portal. "Listen and obey Mephisto, this is the only way that I can get back to Assiah and cleanse it! So don't FAIL ME!" Father threw me into the Portal, hands clutched around my jacket.

"Nooo!" I landed hard on the floor of an office. I tried to reach back to Gehenna but the portal was already gone.

"Why hello there, little brother." I looked behind me to see Mephisto looking down at me on the floor of his office.

"Welcome to Assiah."

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