It was night, and the Birthday had started. We see Zalmiuth as he is putting his clothes on.
Zalmiuth's attire exudes sophistication and grace. He wears a tailored black tuxedo with satin lapels, perfectly complemented by a crisp white dress shirt and a jet-black silk bow tie.
Zalmiuth looks at himself in the mirror and sighs. He saw behind the reflection the black book. Since he came back to his room with it, the aura of it was still highly present.
Zalmiuth look at book and slowly touch the cover. A chill ran down his spine as he heard the low and slow murmur in his mind making him tremble.
He put the book on his desk, for now…He need to focus on the birthday and most importantly…The Blessing.
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We see Zalmiuth walking along with Selena at the huge hallway.
Selena: Hope you are ready! It took us a while to make everything so I hope you will enjoy it.
Zalmiuth nodded with a happy expression on his face "Yes, I promise to have fun, thank you Selena"
They both stop when they stop at the huge throne.
The throne stood as a majestic centerpiece, adorned with intricate carvings and embellishments that spoke of regal authority. Its grandeur commanded attention, drawing the eye with its opulent detailing and imposing stature.
Surrounding it were throngs of familiar faces, a bustling congregation of demons and beings from the realm and some who were from different ones.
At the heart of it all sat Zalmiuth's parents, framed by the magnificence of their royal seat.
His father exuded an aura of strength and wisdom, his presence commanding respect, while his mother radiated grace and warmth, her gaze filled with pride as she beheld her son. She had Ayla on her lap as she waves at Zalmiuth.
Zalmiuth smile walk up to them, ready to enjoy the night before the explicable.