"Zero," Amon called out, interrupting Zero's practice session. The Demon Lord was visibly conflicted when Zero stared at him with clear, innocent eyes. A part of him knew that this might not be the best idea but the other part of him knew hope when he saw it. As a warrior, the saddest thing was to see a good set of martial arts and not be able to have anyone practise it.
The young doctor stopped what he was doing and trotted over. The Lord of Wrath took one look at the youth he'd already corrupted and decided that a little more filth wouldn't change anything. If the Great Gods wanted to end him, Amon wouldn't complain either. He would probably be able to have the best battle in his life if it should come to that.
"Zero, I have something in my possession that I'm conflicted about giving you..." Amon began honestly and that took Baal by surprise. He'd known Amon to be a very hot-headed Demon Lord who often ignores other people's feelings.
