Out in the dark corridors of a Black Mansion in a complete silent hillside, far away from Dawnburry the town where The Hell Saint lives. He doesn't seem to know about the whereabouts of The Hell Saint, but the Man sitting in the dark doesn't need to as he is thirst for his powers. He doesn't need the information where he is, he wants to see on his own.
He reaches over his scars, the wounds from the past are starting to hurt once again. He groaned a bit as he presses the wound of his right hand.. Stabbed by The Holy Spear of Johnny Saint. He looks down in disappointment, as he can feel his weakness growing inside of him like a plant.
He leaves his throne to walk further into the dark, as his right hand begins to bleed, crawling down to his palm into the stone brick floors. The cold air enters the room as The Man in Dark, lightens a dark chamber. In which his flaming crimson eyes starts to reveal itself from the fiery light of the torch.
His demonic thick skin, long dark hair and his name, was called by a woman inside of the Chamber in which he has to unlock with a key. He doesn't know what lies in front him as he is keeping such an uncontrollable and unpredictable force inside of The Chamber.
He raised his hands up in the air as all of the torches on the walls begins to light up. He throws the torch that he's holding towards her, as she crawls widely to the corner like an animal. He looks down in her, disgusted by her actions.
He can barely feel the same emotion of this beautiful woman, it's not the same as it was before. And yet, within deep in his eyes are filled with desperation and guilt, but Rage and Greed are still in control of his actions.
He tried to stand tall in front of her presence but he couldn't kept a single tear from his eyes to fall down to his cheeks. As he slowly turns his body into a Human. His demonic flesh are starting to evolve into a more human-like skin, pale skin, with dark long curly hair and a top hat above his hair.
His eyes are dull, as it was before in his Demon form. Shows a lot of his emotions as he looks closer into the dark. He wears a dark coat, white T-shirt underneath the coat and black pants. It feels like he had lost everything when you look at his eyes, he holds his emotions together as..
A deranged beautiful woman, naked in the dark appears having a mental breakdown in the dark corner of her Chamber. She is chained up to the wall, like an animal. But when you look at her face and her body, she would seem to be just a normal woman. But no..
As soon as she saw him walking towards her, she acts widely and unpredictable like a wild animal looking into it's enemy. There are no such scars, nor marks of being beaten by her lover in front of her. He puts his hands on the top of her head, rubbing gently and softly.
He tries to give her a proper kind smile on her face, but she doesn't seem to be bothered by his smile at all. She acts basically like a dog, whom is trying to get out of it's cage to a bad owner. But no.
He shows no actions of beatings, he speaks to her as if she's a normal person. He softened his voice every time he talks to her.
"My love.. Are you hungry?" He asked deeply within his heart. He tries to lean forward to her but, the deranged mindless woman kept striking him with her hands. Her eyes are more demonic than what he has.
"You have to eat, Gina.. Please eat. I don't like seeing you get thinner." He said, as he hands over a clean plate of food on her hands. But she throws it away from her, giving him a wild look of anger. Not the same Anger as what in this Man's eyes. It was different.
She shows it clearly to him, no hidings no secrets of keeping her rage of her towards him. Just strikingly pointing her anger out of him. While he hid away from her, trying to cover it up with his expressions that he shows to her.
"Arrrrrrggggghhhh!!"
Her tone of voice was far different than it should be, a grounded distorted voice of a woman is what he can only hear every time she makes this noises. He couldn't kept but feel emotional as he hear her like this. He can't hold it any longer.
"This is my fault.. I should've let her rest.. I- I am responsible for this. This is ALL OF MY FAULT!" His mind doesn't help with the situation as he falls to the floor helplessly broke down emotionally.
"Without my arrogance of killing The Hell Saint, she would never be broken like this! I can't take this much. I have to do something with this. I have already sent my Demon Knights to Dawnburry where he should return some day." He told to her as he leaves The Chamber leaving her with plate of food in which is somehow been..
Fixed together into the Plate again.. The Man didn't even move an inch when he fixed the thrown out food on the ground. But it's somehow fixed together like what it was before he came in here.
But outside of the Chamber is where a winged man appears in front of the gigantic window on the walls of The Dark Mansion. Where The Moon is perfectly placed on the middle of the window.
The Winged Man looks out in the window, seemingly waiting for him to arrive in the throne room. He turns around to see him.
"I didn't expect you to be like that, Axsel. As I've known you for years I didn't think you'd be that mentally weak." The Man with The Dark Wings spoke to Axsel, the man who visited his own cursed wife inside of the dark chamber.
"She was my love, and my only humanity. She is the reason why I am still working with you, Lord Deron. Without the deal she would've been dead by now." Axsel replied to Lord Deron, the Devil with the wings of like those of an Angel but darker.
"Have you found a way to cure her? It seems that she could be a valuable weakness to our partnership, let me just remind you that to others we are still enemies. They still believed that your rebellion cost us our partnership, but no. It was only a cover-up. It was necessary now that you've branded as The Saint Killer of The 12 Tables. Nice title, Axsel." Lord Deron replied. As he looks directly to the moon.
"I did found a way to cure her. It would take a lot to remove the curse you yourself put into my wife. It wasn't easy to do, as the way that I found was to do The Black Ritual all over again." Axsel answers, as he walks closer to Lord Deron.
"You know.. You should've thanked me first. Without the Deal, she would've been dead by now. And you wouldn't find away to save her life, like what you did right now. So a reminder again.. You owe the life of your wife. Keep that in your little mind of yours, Axsel." Lord Deron flies away from through the window without breaking it.
Axsel looks at him, with such Rage and Wrath into his eyes slowly filling the dark void of his mind. He then closes his eyes as the light from the moon shone above his whole body, spreading his arms in the air. And whispers..
"Lewis.. Can you hear it? Can your hear my Wrath over my actions? This is for you." He ascends into a dark trail of smoke flying across the hillside of the mountain heading to..
Dawnburry once and for all.