After few hours of talk Belphegor told them that he would visit them again soon and went back to hell. He's been absent for few mo nth already and as a demon-lord he had a lot of things that needed to be taken care of.
Belphegor visited Deborah more and more as time passed and trained her in demon arts. They quickly became friends and their bond went deeper day by day. Everything was going fine between them and Belphegor was going to give them amnesty and they could return to hell, but that unfaithful day Guinevere was killed by Angels.
Angels didn't know about Deborah's existence till that day, but they got aware of it after her father Nekros asked God to give her permission to live in heavens. He missed her so much and wanted to see her, so he went to God and asked him to let her live in heaven alongside him. God declined the request and gave an order to kill both Guinevere and Deborah.
The moment when Belphegor was going to ask Deborah to go to hell with him, a demon appeared in the room and said:
- Guinevere was killed by an angel my lord. Also rumor has it that there is a rebellion going on in heaven. One of the angels started it after God gave out the kill order.
Deborah fell on her knees and started crying.
- It's no longer safe for you to stay here! You should come with me. In hell I can protect you.- Belphegor grabbed her hand.
- No. – answered Deborah.
- What do you mean no?
- I won't come with you. I can't. I should go to heaven right now and make them pay for what they did to my mother! – Deborah wiped away tears.
- Come on Debbie, only you and your father can't do anything on your own. You should calm down and not make decisions on clouded judgement. I know that you won't change your mind but at least let me help you. Let's go to hell, gather up an army, make a plan and in a week we can start war against Heaven.
- No Belphegor! I can't wait that long!!! –Deborah screamed and stared into Belphegor's eyes.
The innocent face that Belphegor saw the first day they met was gone now. The deep blue eyes no longer could consume anything because they were filled with rage. His name out of her mouth hit different, it was like someone stabbed him in the heart. He hasn't heard Deborah calling him that for over four years already. Her sweet " Belfy " was lost in a fog of rage.
- Come on Debbie, calm down. Come back to your senses.
- Leave me alone!!! – Deborah pulled away from him. – This is none of your business.
- At least give me one hour I'll go in hell, gather the army and come with you. I beg of you just one hour that's all I ask. – Belphegor kneeled as he was holding her hands, cold as ice. All the warmth Deborah carried all this time was gone.
- Okay. – She whispered.