'A half-breed', he thought as he picked up the orb and played with it. 'A fearful existence because of their chaotic natures and unstable energies. A pity that your demonic side is weak'.
He tossed the orb in the drawer losing all interest. The orb hit the drawer and gave her a shock. It felt like an earthquake.
He was about to pour himself a second drink when a knock sounded.
"What is it?" he said in an annoyed tone.
The man barged in he appeared to be in a hurry. It was Earl Asmodalius.
"Your highness, I apologize for barging in like that but the emperor has called for a meeting".
"Meeting? At this hour", he sighed heavily and said, "Prepare the teleportation circle".
Two of the men could be seen standing in the teleportation circle. Both of them dressed formally. A man outside the circle who looked like a butler bowed.
"Safe travels, Master".
The Earl mumbled something and different runes started to appear in front of him. They were then absorbed by the teleportation circle. It seemed to be the coordinates of the palace.
In an instant the two men were engulfed in a bright blue light. When the light subsided the two men were gone.
The emperors palace was a floating palace. It was gigantic. No form of transportation could be used to get here but only teleportation circle. The palace was immense and noble. Many towers stand stark giving a sense of power.
Outside the palace door a teleportation circle shined and the two men came out. They were greeted by the servants and were leaving when the teleportation circle glowed again and a pair walked out. Both of them were men.
They walked out from the teleportation circle and was greeted in the same way. The man had long dark blood red hair with horns that looked like a mountain sheep. His eyes were the shade of fire with a gold rim. He looked to be in early twenties and was shorter than Corson.
"Corson long time no see". The man shouted excitedly waving his hands.
Corson halted his steps and felt a headache forming.
"Corson~~". He was smiling and running towards him with open arms when he was stopped by someone.
"Greetings, Your Highness Gaap. I hope you're in good health".
"Oh, Asmodalius. It's you". His response was indifferent.
"Why don't we go inside the others are already there. we don't want to keep them waiting".
Gaap clicked his tongue and move towards the palace reluctantly. The man who came with Gaap mouthed a Thank you before running after him.
"Asmodalius" Corson called. "let's go".
They climbed the wide, particularly long and straight set of stairs. Reaching at the top they entered the palace through the heavy doors.
After a while they finally got to the throne room. The guards at the entrance announced them.
"Presenting, His highness, Corson Ashtar, the King of the west!"
"Presenting, His Highness, Gaap Agrithnaar, the King of the south!"
Both of them entered simultaneously while their assistants waited outside. The throne room was dark and huge but well lit. everything was in red except for the walls they were white. The throne was situated at the end of the room on top a flight of stairs. The stairs were draped in red carpet. Behind the throne there were two large renaissance paintings and in the middle of the wall there was a doorway without a door. The doorway was veiled with magma.
When they entered the room there were already two people waiting. A man and a woman.
The man looked like he was in his mid-twenties. He had short white hair that rested just above his eyes. He had grey eyes with gold rim around it. he was lean, tall with a bit of muscle.
The woman was tall and voluptuous. She had long dark brown hair tied in a ponytail. Her eyes were a dark gold like earth with gold rim around it. she was clad in black like she came to a funeral and her face was half covered with a veil. Only her lips could be seen.
Gaap after looking at the woman commented, "Were you attending a funeral? Don't tell me one of your human lover died".
"My personal life is none of your business", Ziminar snarled.
"Be quiet you two." Corson glared at Gaap.
"What? I'm just making conversation", he huffed as he crossed his arms and pouted.
Behind the throne the magma in the doorway split in two like curtains and a man walked out. He was dressed plainly in a white shirt and black jeans. His hair was a color of pure gold and shined brightly. His eyes were the same shade as his hair and held a radiance to them. He looked more like a saint and then an emperor of hell.
"Salutations to the Emperor." The four of them bowed deeply. They were standing in the formation of a diamond representing the four cardinal directions.
Ziminar in the north, Gaap to the south, Amaymon to the east and Corson to the west. These were the four crowned kings handpicked by Lucifer himself.
He sat casually on the throne and just before anyone could ask why he called the meeting so suddenly he dropped the bomb, "I'm going on a vacation".
They were appalled,
"What again?". Amaymon exploded. "You just went on vacation last month".
"No, you cant Your majesty, We have our hands full. We still haven't found the culprit for-----------" Corson reminded him.
Lucifer cut him off, "Shh, shh, shh. My ears are starting to bleed with your constant complains. I promise all of you this will be the last". He crossed his heart like child.
"I could've gone without informing you all but I didn't. Where would you find such a great Emperor". if he knew what the four was thinking he wouldn't be this happy.
"Well, goodbye. I will leave everything to the four of you". After listening to this all of their faces were ugly. They started protesting but all it fell on deaf ears.
Amaymon said hurriedly "We can't allow this. Absolutely not. Who will govern hell in your absence?".
"The four of you. I trust all of you will do a great job".
"If you do that I won't have any time to play". Gapp was panic stricken.
"Please rethink your decision. We already have a lot to handle" Ziminar Stated.
"You know how Gapp gets when you're not around. Who will babysit him", She sniggered at Gaap. He was shocked at the remark.
He retorted, "Babysit? Do I look like someone who needs a babysitter? If anyone needs a babysitter its him". He pointed at Lucifer.
Amaymon agreed and was seriously thinking about hiring a babysitter, "He's right at least the babysitter will be able to keep an eye on him".
"Yeah, it's not like we can be around him for 24 hours. There's too much work to handle for us". Corson was rubbing his temples all of this was giving him a headache.
Gaap looked at others, "So, what do we do?".
Corson stated as a matter of fact, "It's not like we can kill him. He can't die. And we can't imprison him".
"But we can decapitate him. He won't be able to move. We can just hide his limbs so he can't reattach them", Amaymon voice was emotionless.
"You know I'm standing right here. Right?", Lucifer was irked by their behavior. "I have already divided my work for the four of you to do".
"So, you have the time to distribute work but not the time to actually do it yourself". At this point Corson was frustrated.
Lucifer banged his hand on the arm rest, "All of you're getting on my nerves".
A void opened at his left and he entered it before shouting, "I'm leaving. Bye, bye. I will bring souvenirs". His voice faded with the void.
And he was gone just like that. There was no use of following him because he will just run away again.