" I don't know the story about that, only Big brother Mammon knows the whole thing because Joe and him are close friends ". Asmodeus response.
< Hmm >
" So I'm the second person on the hell you got a nickname huh? ".
Beelzebub stated with a smile on her face.
Asmodeus looked at her and questions himself why she's smiling all of the sudden, but after some thinking he quite have the grasp of the situation.
" Lust really is weak against love haha ". He stated to himself.
{ Marco, do your best } Asmodeus thought.
.....
* And so 3 months have passed.
Marco trained his body to withstand the harsh environment that Belphegor created to his consciousness, all day he trained until his body gets injured and exhausted just to achieve their goal.
Now, It just come down to one more thing.
And that is-
" Are you ready to enter his consciousness?". Asmodeus asked.
" I've been waiting for this day Asmodeus ". Beelzebub stated.
Both of them are standing on the center of the room; waiting for Marco who's on the bathroom changing his clothes.
Belphegor is sitting on the table and bitting his nails out of boredom.
" Hey faster! ". Belphegor shouted.
" Coming ". A man with a deep voice spoken.
The wooden door opened and a man with a ripped body exited the bathroom.
He has a stern look on his face and a calm smirk, His body has some deep looking scratches all over his torso. His arms are pumping veins and his slender body has a masculine build.
He has a long black hair and the ends of it is sitting on top of his shoulder.
" Let's finish this, I want to go home ". Marco stated with a stern look.