That night, after they swore to end the chaos, Mundus and his allies tried to conspire. Sparda was summoned back to the old castle of Behemoth. Setting foot in that place after ten years surely has given him an ominous feeling. He would rather live in that succubus dungeon than return to his bastard father.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4lZdchDBzr
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGgYPzTC72o
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCDaKMLMrGc
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYt7wPoDbcX
He glazed his fingers over his silver-white hair, frowning against his ears as he looked around. Gripping against his weapon that was tightly leashed on his waist, with caution and silence as he stepped at that place. His footsteps twinkled, and the only sound after that was the burst of wind.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2tbzxaw882
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7fpVHMcFls
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2R7eIcPUyJ
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRw7VopkVi2
A wind blew on him from in front. He could feel the essence of the demons and devils that lingers. And the smells that came after. He winced as he moved forward, keeping himself grounded.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvuGuwrpZmt
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVwi2fFMmuU
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHiFWnk1pKV
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcRIx1HVjIp
Then silently, his steps reached the double doors in front of him, made of distorted wood. Flaunting its coat, he silently enters the room with a nonchalant look. He opened it with his hands placed on the knob of the door, then he pushed it forward and stepped inside.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO3dzz6D1CG
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsPrBoC6k5K
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqRJTDcm79e
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1XDnqA2MQP
As soon as he got inside. Words rang into his ears and piqued his interest. “For the rotten apple doesn't fall from its branch, a casket of roses that is never surreal,” the voice said, whispering or saying a poetic line he had never heard before. Sparda moved forward, dazing over the place until his eyes stopped at the demon leaning on the pillar next to the throne room.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmvV34ycgiS
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCbSA2fEuTb
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsjt3K5Weol
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfQ79zpkgPz
“Appeared like a star, hide like a battle cry, for such woven fate, the destined path is crossed, and for the deemed, only shall worthy can withstand.”
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcuhXGuNNMk
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuL4dr5nf3U
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJaeKNf2FCv
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0O2SNA4WWV
Sparda gazes at him. He is a demon, yet wears a human form like Sparda and Alucard. In this form, he was but a man, wearing black leathered pants, a thin shredded shirt and a book placed in his hand.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡefU0vfND4n
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhSK9PXM1Pd
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGTpwzISBeg
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbLQDeibecY
He took a few steps forward in a frown, watching that demon as he spoke. “Alas, we see the world in different shades–” the demon paused, feeling the presence lingering in the room. A flicker of smirk appeared on his face, and then he closed the book with one hand as he gazed at Sparda. “The son that had not been home for years,” the demon said mockingly.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS5OUdBK1tb
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpZQbTjy6SM
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVykjVYpY8u
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4dzYnAxTiu
At that moment, Sparda only grinned at him but without any emotions, as he began to step forward, ignoring the demons' every existence. Passing him like a wind made the demon slightly annoyed. “Sparda,” he called and then threw the book on him, which made Sparda’s reflexes immediately catch it mid-air. “One day, your arrogance is bound to be tarnished.”
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhEBAnHmUMc
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqhbBfRBxbs
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2Gdo8Kz07m
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD8xOuX0LS4
“Shut up, Bolverk, you don’t know me,” said Sparda as his fingers touched the book, feeling it’s texture before he threw it back at him. “And you don’t know anything about me.”
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGlAEf4aeDf
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqK2rLOTGvA
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlkXcWy2hjM
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvSz8ULG0UL
The demon, Belverk, was about to retort, but Sparda ignored him as he walked, distancing himself from the demon, which only made Belverk more frustrated.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0DpswmLLiA
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf6kfz2Cr3K
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJUyR56I4YB
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡorG4AbK4jR
Sparda knew that demon and would rather keep a distance from him. Belverk is a warrior with deep-rooted issues. He was formerly an ally of Argosax, the demon king of the other side of the underworld, but had taken the side of Mundus during that long battle.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzQ4eMgyuUV
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1BMyOYAGEz
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAf2R19HCpm
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwgr37X8yKf
He can’t be trusted, considering how many times Sparda witnessed his betrayal and his method of survivability. That demon is cunning, sly and a hustling misfit that his father, Behemoth, had been keeping as part of his warrior.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqNefy2sXmX
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtk9JhHmnWJ
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo7SMvNIUlg
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2YEAKf3vtL
To be exact, he is no better than a demon unmatched by this world. He probably thinks of his sides as being cool, capable, and overly confident. However, he also does enjoy using loose ends puppets or familiarity with battles. He's not someone who first tries to fight without actually risking the calculation of the battle.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Wrze5A0fe
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRHlNnpiavb
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi8GoYS3WAB
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgbb1yytqAW
As for what he's doing here, and within a human form. It might be regardless of how demons are shaping and evolving, but also their capability to shift the form of a human. That had been a technique which caused the humans to be unaware of them when they were roaming around and killing them in darkness or within the public's eye.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW25ecjFxgK
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFJeI5hMauc
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRsPq0z4zll
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡc43UttGMBB
Sparda shook his attention out of Belverk and back to the hallways. A long after that, a door once again appeared before him. This one was bigger than the last door he had taken. Two sculpted swords were woven on it, structured with silver lines. He inhaled the smell that seemingly had become strong, and the scent of a bloodlust.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRKhBFITU2w
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7iC7sWiAr8
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRBhEVHNsou
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4BkuQC3GMy
He grumbled a little, running his hand through his hair as he breathed in and then silently he closed his eyes. Focusing himself, and for a few moments. The seeming atmosphere had begun dropping, a vague feeling evolved at the wind.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrhVsSAMPz1
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS953x1SYog
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡasK1dcBfDT
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRrxG7r4q2w
The silent wave of the air was replaced by a tense, hot end glimpse of dropping gravity and for that a few moments replaced by an overwhelming presence.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3gEuRtNXiE
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhCyRtGev8t
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlvOlo8wjkF
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4qUhJpeqp5
Sparda's body evolved in fire, the edge of his human form slowly wavers, the once skin turned rock, covering it like a glossy lair. Face to toe began to transform from a human, with flesh now, to a devil with form. His size has slowly increased, from an average man to a larger structure.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDXNFYAIlw7
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa5FzvM2VqD
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdrHTMi9c7t
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvz3ft8ELeV
Holding his sword, clutches behind him. Once he landed, he held his neck, breathing in the smoke of a fire from his lips. Then, with a gentle touch, he began to open the door. Keeping his eyes cautious about what may appear, for he cannot trust his father's gentle greeting.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoOhavQbtTY
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWpJM7BX0AS
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5N9DcwCM2j
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE2LmL9K5IP
“Sparda.”
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqb6xNZblGk
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAO7WckPrH9
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5KrnLUQexl
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡARQzmh9mDV
He looked ahead at the throne room, his eyes darted gleaming in the dimly lit room. The only lights here are candles and fire from the side of the room. The stings of sexual desires lingered in the air, covering his nose with an unmistakable scent. He twitched and winced at it, as he looked ahead and gently took a step forward as he closed the door.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR6rydH9VKe
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFsrysNwR1j
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGLjxR4pkPt
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS5gTnv3LPB
“Father,” he silently whispered behind his wince. Wondering his eyes ahead with annoyance.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCiDO7U1Ps6
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhNyIHnQMJW
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNadFfBNUo3
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZlpTG1lPUN
There in front of him stood his father, the throne room, his sides were filled with succubus. The sight is unimaginable, like flaring and filled with either lust or uncontrolled pleasure. His father sat there as his harem surrounded him, flaunting their naked bodies, wrapping themselves around the devil.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcIi7DlyYyK
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9tMP5Lmgph
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSwtD4bAvX4
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWADd8covwS
“After a long time, finally you came home, son,” the devil in front said. His voice was low but dangerously cunning, making Sparda couldn't help but wince at him calling Sparda his son.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡndcMYF8hbs
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9cAgWpMOxy
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkIzzgEPtjL
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡunSWEDeCEF
This devil is Mundus' unmatched aid, Behemoth. The orderly devil won battle after battle under Mundus' army. He is the former right hand of Mundus, trusted and capable, who flooded the demon world with barbaric battles and territorial disputes.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAK30QRuU49
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡt0ht7rGf0w
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxNKZkbcHEi
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTA72sSm2nD
Behemoth is the villain behind the human torture games. He enjoys the entertainment of human struggle and demon hunger. This devil is ruthless like his master, one who can't feel empathy with his keenness. A goddamn bastard that is hated by his son.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh557m4ylMT
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3rmQkpHDpB
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG8czwFskMt
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaiUuuTm7Cg
“You asked my presence,” said Sparda, retorting his father's words. Then he clenched his fist. “It was by no means a volunteer decision.”
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrCRLlE5mE1
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGWVrKdMPmx
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvW44hOwyeH
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKybcE48xFX
The devil in front of Sparda sneered, and then it chuckled. Holding tightly that succubus beside him, gripping her breast with a force unforeseen. It seems Sparda's word had an effect, and at that moment, the succubus began to moan at the tightness of Behemoth's grip.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4xJMB4KMTk
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvBFujF46fe
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZZ9K26m1uk
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaQpcfJmH1E
“Oh, yes, that's right. I don't recall giving you a choice, didn't I?” He jokingly said to Sparda, while he also let go of the Succubus who hitchhiked and sniffed breathing heavily on Behemoth's lap.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeEHfL1UXXR
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpfQkpEB0sH
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBDZHROkd5o
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIUIAF9cjzt
“Father, I am not here for idle chats,” said Sparda with a firm tone. Ignoring the fact that he witnesses a lustful succubus at the peak of her orgasm. He knew his father well enough that he was sexually addicted.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKIQAOvceut
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡooSpwstOcl
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmtiQ1E7N9k
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYvaJ3nkxWh
Much more to any female demon or succubus be sees, but his addiction doesn't end only to demons… It was said he had taken a human hostage, a female human and sexually assaulted her till she lost her breath and died.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1RwvBEjOf2
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyUiKi2K5z3
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUwFJR3dAYZ
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0tb5vbi74t
Amongst his victims. His mom was one of them.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvRyszYC5Sb
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmjePRPUwss
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0P2WvJW7aQ
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC0bakJLnpa
Behemoth twitched at Sparda's cold remark, and then he pressed the succubus' waist, commanding her to step aside. The succubus didn't say anything as she flew off from Behemoth's lap. “You are as lenient as ever, my dear son,” the devil said.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgIzFbJMyyN
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIZRbNWnLlh
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5EsUEEtXQ8
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaGplQSnfJk
But Sparda coldly frowns at him as he spits a cold glare. “Spare me your humour. I am not your dear son.”
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoENEQ5Gqw7
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4dZ2je7gYF
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWWvx4E6MYx
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6gc2IRE2Qb
The devil narrowed with a mocking smirk. “Good, you still hate me,” he said as he chuckled. “Do something for me, Sparda.”
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRlFoVac7V1
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoDizcBD8Yi
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6xNWBdDsCn
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJiyklJAviB
“And why would I?” Sparda asked, frowning as he took a step forward. His voice was stoic, sharing no room for emotions. “What is it for me?” He added with a sly smirk.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz66aS1t7gF
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJxtd6kF5WT
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnI4BfDCK56
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTvQN3hPVtP
Behemoth pressed the tips of his teeth with his tongue as he grinned. “Cheeky bastard,” he annoyingly said, keeping his eyes locked on Sparda. Then he stood, crossed his arms and purred. “Do me this favor, and I'll make sure to free Lefia.”
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOGvVyUvwnH
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡN7ETHf8lnV
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4cPTMBxOsV
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhIDZrdH62O
At the mention of Lefia, his eyes darted sharply from cockiness to a sly grin. He gripped his fist tightly, trying his best not to show any slight reaction. Maintaining his glim with an eerie look.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJm4sJmIGaK
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJoXKkbepui
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm7ArwsArIF
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCPOvJpzINX
“Hahaha! Did you think that I don't know about that little shit you saved?” Behemoth said, laughing at how Sparda was trying to hide any reactions but failed to do so.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs4Q6YAYogO
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡouuHAoJQWe
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVnVMKioFlq
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRlNDDcF859
It has amused him, his son, who always shows a stoic expression and that poker smug face he shows. Now replaced by an overwhelmingly eagerly sharp stare, his icy blue eyes sharpening at Behemoth's threat. Feeling that plum of huff from Sparda's lip. And it only serves to increase his mischievous grin.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8fPN7XkNwC
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvnRsmopvhD
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbNiOmVnBts
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb3wY9nbpMx
“Son, you'll have Lefia back for one damn favor. Do you understand me?” This time, his voice that has a tone of mocking was replaced by a very cold and demanding sneer. Then Behemoth leaned in closely, laying his elbow on his tights with a sharp gaze on him.
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjbsA3293Qi
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQe2JgVmTsb
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡifrqhPFPHi
120Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaiGwmFTPcA
Sparda spit a smirk as he looked down, clenching his fist till it marked white. “Dammit,” he cursed under his breath as he looked up. “What the hell do you want?” He coldly asked. His gaze was the look of both determination and frustration.
ns3.144.41.223da2
