"I don't know why I came back here."
Yoshiko stands outside the door of Heavenly Hell in the dead of night. He looks around the neighborhood. It doesn't seem as menacing as it did earlier that day. Looking back at the door he noticed that it was still open.
"Strange doesn't this guy realize he could be robbed?"
Opening the door, he quickly felt a cold chill go down his spine. This place wasn't normal, but then again what happened a couple of hours ago wasn't either and somehow this place was at the center of it all. Yoshiko looks around the shop. No one seemed to be around, that is until he heard a crackling laugh.
"So you've come back huh? I figured you might."
The old man from earlier was standing at the counter flipping through the pages of a dark red book. Yoshiko rushed to the counter and was inches away from the old man's face.
"What the hell is this place? What was that sword? Who are you?"
The old man said nothing. He just kept flipping through the pages with a grin on his face. Yoshiko became enraged and tossed the book away. The old man looked at the boy and began to speak carefully.
"That book is older than the first human you know?"
"I don't give a damn about your book! What did you do to me?"
"I did nothing to you, you merely came in here and started touching things without thinking of the consequences and now you've come back and damaged the more of my stuff."
The old man sighed.
"Kids these days."
"Look old man I don't have time for your shit!"
Yoshiko grabbed the man by his collar and pulled him closer.
"What was that sword? It obviously wasn't some cheap antique."
"It is called Hells Bane, and for reason that I am trying to figure out myself, it reacted to you and now you're stuck with it."
"Hell's Bane?"
"Yes and one more thing."
The old man motioned for him to lean in closer. Yoshiko gave the old man his ear to listen closely. The old man flicked Yoshiko's chest sending the boy flying into the wall across the room. The force felt like someone and just smacked him with a sludge hammer. The old man lightly dusted himself off and walked around the counter, standing in the center of the store.
"Never put your hands on me again. And to answer the question of who I am, you mortals know me as Duke Eligos but you can call me Eli for short."
"Eligos? But that's the name of a greater demon from history. You mean to tell me you're the war demon of hell?"
"Is it so hard to believe I mean here you are asking questions about impossible events that has happened to you and not to mention the fact that you're on the ground because of a blow you received from an old man."
"Fair enough."
Yoshiko stood up and dusted himself off.
"So why are you here on earth? Some type of attack about to happen?"
"Well yes but I'm not the one heralding it. I am here to live a peaceful life and to hide that sword that you have."
"Hide it? So you stole it?"
"In a manner of speaking. It was originally mine, but when I refused to use it to fight in the war with the angels I was stripped of my rank and weapon. So I said fuck it and took my stuff and left. That is one of the only weapon in existence that can kill an angel."
"What about demons?"
"It'll hurt like hell but all it will do is hurt them. Unless they're here in which case it will send them back to hell."
"I see."
"Well now that I've told you everything I guess I'll have to kill you."
"Wait, why?"
"Because you obviously don't want the sword and the only way to get it back is to kill you."
"I never said I didn't want it."
"So you do want it?"
"If it means keeping my life then yes."
"So do we have a deal then?"
"What deal?"
"You keep the sword in exchange for your life."
"I'm not sure."
"Killing you now."
"Okay, Okay deal."
"Good."
Eli extends his hand to Yoshiko. Yoshiko hesitates for a second then shakes Eli's hand. A thunderous sound echoed through the shop and it was at this moment that Yoshiko realized he might have made a mistake.
