New chapter, sorry for not posting (for a month!). The next chapter will be the epilogue/aftermath of the HOLY arc. As always, keep enjoying the story!

The group stood in silence, contemplating the events that had just unfolded. The mood was tense, and everyone was aware of the gravity of what had just occurred.

The Helltaker broke the silence, looking up at the group with a determined expression.

"We've done it," he said, his voice full of pride. "We've saved (Y/n) and stopped Domiel from taking over. But there's still more work to be done."

"We need to find a way to get Domiel out of (Y/n)'s body," he continued, "and stop him from causing any more harm. And we need to figure out what's next for us."

The group nodded in agreement and headed to the hospital for (Y/n).

—Meanwhile—

In the hospital, (Y/n)'s stopped glowing and the halo that was forming stopped and crumbled away like ash.

The doctors who were in the same were baffled and speechless by what they saw, but as they checked his vitals, they were relieved to find them back to normal.

One of the doctors rushed outside to inform Malina and Judgement about the good news. The two demons breathed a sigh of relief and Malina even teared up a little bit.

"What a relief..." Malina said, with a small smile.

"I never thought I would say this but thank god."

"Indeed." Judgement smiled. "We owe him one."

They asked if they could see him and they allowed them to enter his room. The doors swung open and Malina and Judgment rushed in.

"We were so worried!" Malina exclaimed, throwing her arms around (Y/n).

Judgment walked over to his bedside and put a hand on his shoulder. "You had us all worried sick," she said softly. "But thank goodness you're okay now."

(Y/n) smiled weakly at them both. "Thanks for everything," he said, his voice a little raspy. "I owe you both a huge thank you."

The three sat in comfortable silence for a few moments, taking in the relief of the moment.

"But what happened?" (Y/n) asked, breaking the silence. "Why was I glowing?"

Malina shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "Well, about that..." she started, but she was cut off by Judgment.

"Don't be too hard on him, Malina," she said. "It's not important right now. What's important is that you're alright."

(Y/n) nodded, grateful for their concern and for their support. He was glad to have such caring friends by his side.

As (Y/n) lay in his hospital bed, he heard a commotion outside his door. The doors swung open again and this time it was Lucifer, Helltaker, Justice, Azazel, Pandemonica, and Cerberus.

"What are you guys doing here?" (Y/n) said, extremely confused.

Lucifer stepped forward, holding a bouquet of flowers.

"We're here to see you, (Y/n)," she said, gesturing to the flowers. "We just wanted to make sure you're doing okay."

Justice stepped up beside her, holding out a get-well card. "And we've all signed this card. Everyone is rooting for you, (Y/n)!"

Azazel beamed at him, holding out a small bag of goodies. "And we've brought you some treats too. You've been through so much recently, we thought you deserved a pick-me-up."

Pandemonica rolled her eyes at the sentiment, but still held out a cup of coffee for him. "Well, it's better to have treats than not," she said, offering a small smile.

Cerberus rushed over giving him a slobbery lick on the cheek. "And I've just come for some head pats," she said, looking excited.

(Y/n) smiled at the group, feeling grateful for their support. "Thank you guys," he said, taking the card and flowers from Lucifer. "You're all too kind."

"You flatter me, but we have lots to discuss and do after you recover." Lucifer said.

" Okay then, I'm looking forward to leaving the hospital soon." (Y/n) chuckled.

And with this, everyone eventually left the hospital, leaving (Y/n) alone in his room. By the time, the rest of the harem and helltaker were home, Modeus and Zdrada were relaxing on the couch.

"And were the hell have you two been this entire time?! After the shit we went through..." Malina said, scowling hard.

"We just drove around the city for some fresh air, we would have gotten home earlier or at least notified you, but a certain someone wanted to make things spicy before we left." Zdrada said.

Modeus just looked away in embarrassment, blushing heavily as steam left her face.

"Something happen?" Zdrada said.

Malina explained to her what happened in the past few hours and her and Modeus' eyes widened in surprise.

"Oh... Holy shit..." Zdrada mumbled to herself.

"I was expecting something big, but I would never thought of something like this." Modeus said in slight shock.

"Thankfully, all is well now and (Y/n) is recovering at the hospital." Azazel said, smiling.

"So what are we going to do about Domiel and Uriel?" Zdrada asked.

"Uriel already received punishment from heaven thousands of centuries ago, so we don't have to worry about her." Lucifer said.

"Domiel, on the other hand, is still something we're trying to figure out."

"We stopped the transformation for finishing, but Domiel still resides in (Y/n)'s mind" Justice exclaimed.

"So why haven't you removed him from his mind yet?" Modeus asked.

"Did someone cut off your ears and make you deaf? We just said they were waiting for him to recover until then it's too risky to try anything." Pandemonica snarled.

"My bad! Sorry..." Modeus said, whimpering a little.

"That bastard better recover well, damnit!" Zdrada said angrily while smoking.

She fidgeted with her lighter, sparking a flame then turning it off repeatedly. She stared at the flame in deep concentration.

"You're usually not one to seem so concerned about most people. Is there something special about (Y/n)?" Lucifer asked.

"Mind your own business, he's just a friend" Zdrada said bitterly.

She walked to her room blushing as she went upstairs.

—Meanwhile, in the hospital—

As (Y/n) was reading a book before going to bed, he heard a voice that sounded raspy as if it were whispering.

"Free... almost free..."

(Y/n) froze and his eyes darted around the room in confusion and panic.

"W-Who's there?" (Y/n) stammered.

Suddenly, a white angel arm slowly slipped out of (Y/n)'s skin as if were paper. The whole body nearly came out except his legs which were latched onto (Y/n)'s leg's like glue.

Eventually, the angel turned around and it was none other than the one who started this all.

Domiel.