This week has not been good for me. But this chapter was already done since last week so there's no reason to not update. This is the final chapter:

Have you heard this words: my life flashed before my eyes. That's happening to me now. I saw my life with Seth... our life full of setbacks, shenanigans, manipulations and lies. How I confused my need, my loneliness, my fucking misery with love.

How I let him belittle me because I didn't want to lose him. I became an addict, a shadow. I was shattered and had no self-esteem. I was an empty shell. And as a final gift Seth cursed me with the deadly disease.

And then I saw the three days I spent with Roman. The way he tried to seduce me without forcing me. How he overcame every obstacle to get my soul. The way he confronted his brothers to be with me. When he finally won my heart. The way he made love to me... and his ultimate sacrifice when he realized everything was lost.

He won my heart and I want him to be the owner of my soul too.

I stroke his soft face. There's a warm breeze moving the strands of raven colored hair that loosed of his bun. He's so beautiful, inside and out. I can see ashes flying around us. This is so magical. I love Roman.

"If you cannot decide, I will take my last son with me. This will be a lesson for every future transgressor." The demoness looks at Roman and then looks at Seth, "Come on you two, tell the mortal trash why you must be the chosen."

She points at Roman, indicating him speak first. Roman smiles at me.

"I wasn't part of your destiny, my love. I wanted to do something unheard, impossible, and now I'm paying for it. Save your soul Dean."

"Roman, without you I would never have had the opportunity to correct this." I say.

"You have a long life to live." Roman insists.

My smile is bittersweet, "No. Seth has HIV and he purposely infected me. I'll with die anyway."

Roman is stunned. "There's no way that bastard can save his soul, now."

The demoness growls and points at Seth.

Seth smirks, "I am not begging because is useless. You said you had sex with the demon. This demon has HIV."

Roman glares at Seth, "I'm not human. I can't be infected by human diseases."

"But you can't save him. He's gonna rotten in prison, because he will sacrifice his only chance for you."

Roman grins and snap his fingers. Seth falls on the ground crying in pain.

Great idea Sethie, annoy a powerful demon.

"I chose Roman. Let him go." Never in my life, have I been so sure of a decision.

"Roman is the name this human gave Asmodeus." Berith softly says.

Berith seems to be the only one showing some sympathy for his younger brother.

I stand up and walk right toward her. I want this to be done. Roman is still on his knees on the floor and he softly held my ankles.

"Please Dean no. Save your soul." He begs.

"This journey was for nothing," Astartea laughs, "You will return to your world and nothing will change."

"There's a lot of changes," I dare to say, "I met the love of my life here. I gained self-esteem and confidence. I will never again let any other person manipulate me. I'm a new person and I will change the short life I have to live."

"Your soul will be condemned anyway." She holds me by the arm as the two of us walk to the crater.

"Dean please." Roman is battered and hurt and he still stands up and keeps begging.

She leans a bit, ready to jump in with me toward the crater. The lava is pouring down the shore where it was the castle. There's a huge lava path going down at full speed. Destroying everything in its path, including a huge part of the kingdoms.

I offered myself to save Roman. My life is finally worthy. I lose, but I was destined to lose anyway. None of that matters, I had the chance to meet Roman, to love him and now to keep him safe and that is my victory.

Astartea leads me to the edge of the crater and I feel a weird calm.

"Jump and prove you want to save him." She says in anger, "Prove your supposed love for my last son."

I jump and something happens. Something I didn't suspect but I should because it was obvious. Roman with his supernatural speed runs towards me and holds me by the waist.

We fall together.

"I can't stop you. But you can't stop me either. I need to prove my love for you too."

I'm scared, "What will happen with you?"

"I don't know. I just need you to know that demons are not supposed to feel love and I love you with every fiber of my being. And the mark in your hand will be the proof of our love."

Oh Roman what are you doing. I hold him tight. I am the disgrace of the only creature I've ever love.

I kiss him softly. He kisses me back.

Everything fades.

…

I wake up with a massive headache. My body hurts like hell. I look around looking for the cold cell where I would fulfill my sentence. But what I find is my uncomfortable bed, the cold sheets and my shitty room. I shake my head, trying to focus my thoughts, which stir in my head threatening to take my sanity.

I take my head with my hands and all the memories invade my brain as sharp jabs. All at once. The ritual, Seth invoking that demon, I interposing my body. Even the lost memories of myself slashing the body of the man I believed to love. The police waking me up and as they read my rights while taking me to the cell where I met him...

I shout with all my strength and I feel something wet coming out of my nose. The pain is horrendous and I tightly close my eyes. I feel someone beside me putting a cloth on my nose and holding me. I shake so hard screaming as the powerful headache doesn't allow me to think. Those are horrifying moments until the pain becomes bearable and then I see Seth looking at me so angry.

"I'm trying to sleep here and you have the bright idea of yell like a possessed." He says removing the cloth of my nose, it's full of blood. "I don't know why I put up with your crap!"

"You're alive!" I speak in spite of my pain.

"Sure I am... why wouldn't I? I was about to punish you but is almost time to do the ritual so I don't have time to deal with your need to draw attention on you."

I look at the clock... 10 pm, October 30th.

"You didn't do it yet... The ritual." I whisper.

"You're really dumb Dean. Is still early. But is time to prepare this place to make the ritual. So move your useless ass and come with me."

Seth leaves the bed and I'm dumbly watching the room. This feels so unreal. I wonder if what I experienced was real or just a hallucination. I can't believe I imagined all... Roman, the valley of death... this couldn't be a dream. My love for Roman can't be a dream.

Then I feel it. A sharp pain in my wrist. I look at my hands... on my left wrist, that's the scar. The beautiful tribal scar.

That scar is the memory that will remind you that no matter what happens I'll be always with you supporting you.

The proof everything was real. The proof that our love was real. I'm not supposed to be here. I sacrificed my soul in order to save Roman.

And he threw himself into the abyss with me.

I look around, there are several needles. Seth, the heroine... HIV.

I feel dizzy but that doesn't stop the anger. Seth has fucked up my life for so much time. He destroyed me inside and out. He cursed me with a deadly disease on purpose. He's a monster.

"Dean move your ass and help me!" Seth yells.

Oh boy. This is gonna be amazing. Mephisto used my repressed anger to make me kill Seth. Right now it will be me who will use my own anger to take revenge.

But I won't kill him. If I'm back to this moment, I can still save my soul. But what was the real cost? Where is Roman? Was he punished?

"Dean!"

I breathe trying to recover from the dizziness and walk to the living room. I can see the shattered table full with the things for the ritual. The candles and the strange bottle, surely the bottle with the liquid like liquor he used to dilute our blood.

"Finally," Seth rolls his eyes, "The princess is going to be helpful."

I walk towards him and he's still bitching about my uselessness.

I smirk.

Seth quirks an eyebrow, clearly confused by my body language, "What's going on with you?"

"You won't do any ritual, Seth" Never in my life I've felt this confidence, "Much less you going to hurt your family. They don't deserve your stupid anger."

Seth is in awe. He looks at me confused.

"What do you think you are doing?" Seth is confused but he still tries to do the same things he always does: manipulate me. "Oh! Do you think you can inspire fear? The only thing you inspire is pity. You must thank that I had the patience to put up with your crap. No one will ever do that. Now, be a good boy and obey."

I remember the person I portray every time I'm fighting: The lunatic fringe. That's why I like pro wrestling. You can be the person you really want to be and nothing else matters. I am the lunatic fringe to destroy my enemies in the ring. I'll be the same here to destroy Seth's evil ways.

I take him by his worn tshirt and stamp him on the wall, "You fucking bastard. Never again, hear me now! Never again you will manipulate me. I'm free Seth. I don't love you. And you know what? I never did it. It was always you who belittled me and I thought I was in love. Now, the only thing I feel for you is despise. You're nothing more than a sick fucker!"

Seth kicks me in the ankle. Oh yes! A good fight. I love that.

"What the fuck did you smoke?" Seth is angry, "I don't care! I will make you obey even if I have to beat the shit…"

He can't finish his whine. I punch him square in the face. He falls on the floor bleeding. It's such a beautiful sight.

"This is what you feel. You feel powerful making me feel low and miserable. You're nothing. You can't destroy me."

Seth's laughs evilly, "I already destroyed you."

I smirk watching my fist bathed with his blood, "If you think HIV is gonna destroy me... Breaking news, Sethie! Your fucking curse can destroy my body… my soul is a different thing. Oh boy! You will die like some rat, alone in a dirty alley and I… I will go to the nearest hospital. I will receive treatment and I will have a decent life…

Because any life is better than life with you, Seth!"

Then I destroy everything in that table. The bottle, the candles. I feel like I'm dancing. I'm dancing, swaying into a symphony of destruction. Seth stands up and tries to stop me. I'm so empowered now that I strike again. He can't stop me. Every single item is destroyed.

"You fucking bastard!" Seth is crying and bleeding, "You did know about my disease! You're like my family. You deserve to be erased of this world."

Seth tries again to kick me but at this point his attempts are useless. Finally, I can see him for the man he really is. He's rotten, weak, broken. He should be trying to fix his mess.

I'm over him. I punch him on the face repeatedly, "Your disgrace is your fault. Your family is innocent. I am innocent. You did this to your own self and you are so weak and useless that you need to blame others. You want to take others with you. You miserable bastard. You're the scum of this world and your soul will rotten in hell!"

Seth is crying. His face bathed in blood. "No… no is not my fault."

I stand up and begin to gather my shit in an old backpack. He crawls to our bedroom and watch me pack. He can't do nothing. I have unmasked him for what he really is. He's trash and I'll stomp over him as I leave.

I'm leaving our old apartment and I glance at him a last time. I can't believe I let this useless man to manipulate for so long. He's looking at me and he tries to speak.

"Don't leave me! You have AIDS. Nobody will ever love you. People is going to be disgusted by you. Even Sami will abandon you when he knows. I am the only one you have. You can't leave me!"

I smirk, "Seth, that person you are describing is your own self. You are the one who needs me. You are the one that nobody will help you because nobody will ever forgive all the evil things you have done. Without me, you're nothing. But you know what? I don't care."

I leave the place. I see the street is night and I have nowhere to go. No money. I don't care. I run as fast as I can. I run until I can no longer stand. I don't know how long I've run and from where I've drawn strength. It's dawning and I realize I'm near the home of Seth's parents. I knock on the door. I knock several times and no one answers. I can see the sun rising and the door opens. I am so tired, so exhausted.

…

Apparently I fainted and Seth's parents received me. I told them everything. Every fucking shameful thing their son did to me. That he infected me on purpose. That he tried to make a fucking ritual to take revenge on them. That I left him. I told'em everything but my journey into the Valley of Death.

Seth's mom stares at me. She's not like Seth described her. In fact, his father is a good man too. They have money and resources to help his son. But he hates them for no reason.

"What my son did to you is so horrible. I can't believe he…" Seth's mom is crying and her husband holds her.

"Let us help you, Dean." He's almost pleading, "Let us do for you, the thing our own son doesn't allow to do for him. The thing a person like him doesn't… deserve that we do."

I softly nod. I began to cry and they hug me. They don't feel disgust on me. They are not the enemies Seth said they were. He doesn't deserve his parents.

…

"Deano. Have I told you how much I admire you?" Sami sweetly tells me.

"Every fucking day." I can barely speak.

I am in a hospital bed. I know my time has come. But my life was good. It was great. My life was even better than when I was healthy.

"You did what all the people back in our town said you could not do. Have a productive life, help others, the foundation of Seth's parents has worked and blossomed because of you. Even they were able to overcome Seth's death thanks to your support."

Seth died just as we all knew he would die. Alone, in a dirty alley because of an overdose. He never changed. Several people he infected were and are still being treated at the foundation. Seth died almost nine years ago and is surely in the Valley of Death, paying for his sins.

Roman said it. They are not the demons that punish humans. They are only the instrument by which humans punish themselves. We are the ones to blame for our misfortune. The souls in the Valley of Death deserve to be there.

"Roman..." I say softly.

"Who's Roman? You'll finally tell me." Sami takes my hand I can feel his voice cracking.

"He's the love of my life, the reason I was alone all this time. I could never love anyone else." I say with sadness.

"I never met that Roman guy. Was he good to you?" Sami asked curiously.

"He saved my life and my soul. I wouldn't be here receiving your admiration if not for him. I only hope that somehow, now that my life is fading away... I can see him. That our love overcomes the barriers of life and death. That in the end our sacrifice is worth and we will find the other and be happy."

"Is he dead?" Sami doesn't understand.

"He doesn't belong to this world." My voice is almost a whisper.

Sami is crying now and holds my left hand, immediately releasing it, "That weird scar on your wrist is burning..."

I look at my wrist and smile. "Maybe there's still hope."

…

I wake up with a massive headache. My body hurts like hell. I look around looking for the new place I'll be. What I find is a soft bed, warm sheets and a very beautiful room. I shake my head, trying to focus my thoughts, it's painful just like the time I left the Valley of Death.

I take my head with my hands and the pain subsides. I can see my body and I'm dressed with soft fresh clothes. Seems like Roman saved my soul. Even if he did that and I'm in a good place, I can't feel happiness. He's not with me. Maybe he's still being punished. Maybe he's alone in a lonely place as a wandering soul. All that because of me.

"The prince finally woke up!" I see Mythra yelling with happiness.

Other slaves gathers near the door, outside the bedroom.

What the fuck!

I leave the bed so fast that I almost fall because of dizziness. Mythra helps me.

"Where is Roman?" I ask, "How this is possible?"

"Our Lord is…" Mythra leads me to bed again, "He's been inside the volcano since that day. The great Astartea has been punishing him."

"What!" I can't believe this.

"I've been in charge since he left and… Lord Berith told me the great Astartea was angry at her last son, our Lord. But she was also impressed by the sacrifice you both did. So if you had an honorable life and corrected your mistakes and he endured all this long years of punishment. You both would complete the deal. You would be here as our prince and our Lord would return. You are here but he… we're still waiting."

I can't stop the tears. "We made it!" I yell and stand up again and hug Mythra. She looks at me amazed.

"We need to go to the volcano. We need to." I say and the earth rumbles.

Man, the volcano is doing the same weird thing it did the day I lost Roman. I go outside the palace. The slaves follow me and we all watch how a big wave of lava ascends to the sky. Then it descends and everything calms. I'm so excited, so nervous. I see my reflection in one of the windows and I cannot believe it.

I look exactly like the last day I was here. The same age. I approach the glass, incredulous of what my eyes see. In my final days I was extremely thin. I looked much older than I really was. I touch the glass as if the person in the reflection were not me.

"Waoo, you're just as beautiful as the last time I saw you half a century ago."

I'm petrified. I actually survived almost fifteen years, not half a century. But of course, the time here takes place differently. I begin to cry and look at his reflection in the glass. I don't even have the courage to turn.

Roman is being carried by several slaves.

"My Lord, you are so dirty and you look so tired," Mythra says worried.

I turn around and it's almost dejavu from the last time we were here. Roman wounded and weak. Being led by the slaves to his chambers. They lay him gently on the same bed where I woke up and I throw myself on him.

The slaves smile and leave us alone closing the door.

Roman hugs me almost without strength. "I missed you too."

"Roman, you have no idea, every day of my life in my world I thought of you. There was not a day when I wouldn't miss you." I'm crying like a child but I don't care, "I never stopped loving you."

"If you had stopped loving me, neither of us would be here now." Roman is as beautiful as I remember him.

"You endured all that suffering for me. If I had failed then..." I continue crying and hugging him.

"I never doubted you'd make it. It was worth it in the end." Roman gently strokes my hair. "My mother is quite temperamental, but in the end she saw that my transgressions were for a good cause. Still I am very weak."

"But I can solve that, can't I?" I smile and take his face in my hands and finally after so many years, I kiss him.

Roman responds to my kiss with the few forces he has. He's still the Lord of the Lust, and just as I did that time. I will use my body to heal him.

Roman whines and tries to stick his tongue in my mouth. I welcome it and we are both kissing passionately.

Then we both almost ripped off each other's clothing, fervent with desire to make up for lost time. Roman slowly gains strength while kissing my body. I can't believe I'm the same age as I was the first time I came here. But is very useful that my body is young, flexible and full of health.

"Fuck yes!" I groan when Roman bites my neck.

He's literally biting my body. I can see the marks of his bites and hickeys on my chest, on my belly and now on my hips.

"I missed you so much, Dean!" Roman licks my hard cock, "Mmm I'm going to regain my strength quickly."

Then it starts to suck me desperately. It was a long time of abstinence for a creature that survives of sex.

"Roman, I'm gonna." I say between groans.

And Roman speeds his pace. I feel his teeth and tongue touching every sensitive part and I can't stop the orgasm. My cum fills his mouth and he swallows everything.

He runs his hand through his mouth, "Delicious. I feel better already."

Then he turns me over and my stomach is on the bed. He lifts my hips and now he's eating my ass. Licking my most sensitive part. Fifteen long years have passed. It was all worth it.

I had never felt such pleasure. What Roman does with my body is indescribable. His tongue is so long and thick and he is tongue-fucking me as I scream like an animal in heat.

"Roman fuck me please!"

Roman leads his hand to my cock that is hard again.

"You're so wet here..." His voice is so guttural and masculine.

He lets me go and I feel his cock rubbing against my entrance.

"Stop torturing me and fuck me. It's been too long, we both need this." I say in despair.

"Your wish is my command, my prince."

The next thing that happens is Roman fucking me wildly while I try to hold myself in the headboard of the bed. I'm all fours, Roman's huge hands hold my hips as he penetrates me over and over and over again. I squirm in a sea of pleasure.

And so we stayed like that for a long time. Until we both came.

Now we're both hugging in our bed.

"How long am I going to be here?" I ask

Our deal included my time while I was dead.

"You're not going anywhere anymore. Like if I was going to let you go." Roman tells me confidently.

"I don't understand anything." I'm puzzled.

"We made a deal for your soul. Your soul belongs to me, Dean Ambrose." Roman kisses my neck softly, "But my soul is also yours, I gave it to you when I threw myself into the volcano. We threw ourselves together, sacrificing for the other. That's why we were able to meet again. We are free and now that we seal our deal, here in this bed. You don't go anywhere. You are my prince. You will reign with me here for eternity. "

I smile, "There is nowhere else I want to be."

We kiss. I think I'm going to spend a lot of time healing Roman. And I love that idea.

"I'll take you to see several places in the Valley that we couldn't visit the first time because we were in a hurry. This place was rebuilt after the eruption so there are lots of entertaining things to do."

"Nothing is more entertaining than loving you," I say and bite his shoulder.

"You're right, but we can't live by sex alone." Roman smiles mischievously.

"Do you want to bet?" I tell him.

All our sacrifices in the end worked and now we are together and happy. Roman told me that I don't have to punish souls. And that's a good thing, I don't want to do that. My only duty as a prince of this kingdom is keep the emperor happy. And you can bet I will.

I never asked for Seth. I know he's not in this kingdom. I don't care in what kingdom he is. I don't care what he is suffering. I forgave him a long time ago and there is no more resentment in my heart. But if anything I learned in this place is that each one reaps what he sows. Hopefully in his next life, Seth will be a better person.

I will never know it and to be honest I don't care to know it either. The only thing I care about is Roman and me. I'm going to be here forever with the man I love and we will be happy.

FIN

Another fic completed. Let me know your opinions about the final episode and the full story. Many thanks to the few people who read this fic. In spite of everything that happened, I enjoyed writing this.

It is also good that I have finished another story. It's like another goal accomplished. As for the other stories I am writing, as I always say, if I receive support I will continue updating.

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Thanks to all those who read this fic til the end. And thousand apologies for the grammar.

Have a beautiful weekend.