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A floating image of a medium-looking town with only a few high buildings made from glass and concrete, surrounded by countless pretty modern houses can be seen.
While levitating above the city, the image suddenly moves, floating toward one of the town's streets.
This street looks like any other street in those medium big cities on Earth.
A few houses here and there, some are small, some are big but one of them looks different.
This house looks pretty old, crappy if anyone wants a better description, surrounded by a small garden with a few colorful flowers.
The facade of the house is light brown with cracks here and there while the roof looks pretty poor.
As the image continues to flow and a slight night breeze enters one of the house's rooms, a twenty-year-old boy can be seen lying on a shabby bed in the highest room of the house.
Out of nowhere, a powerful blast of black-and-white flames hits the boy's chest through the open roof window and he suddenly opens his azure blue eyes.
As the moonlight falls upon those eyes through the window, the azure-blue-colored irises suddenly change shape and color, changing into a full blood-red with a lizard-like shape.
"Ugh..." a tired groan escapes the boy's mouth, followed by: "Gabriel, I swear, when I leave hell, you are- "
The boy stops speaking as he notices the unfamiliar ceiling above him.
Instead of seeing his favorite, black-and-crimson-red ceiling, he formed himself in his palace in Hell, he sees the basic white ceiling with a few cracks.
"Eh? " the boy's eyes narrow as he sits up and touches his hurting forehead, but to his surprise, his skin is soft ...like baby-soft.
Feeling the softness under him as well, he looks around the room in panic as he finds himself in a small bedroom with countless posters about humans with different superpowers.
One pictures a man controlling animals, the other shows a woman with big bumpers while holding two holy swords, while another one shows an old grey-beared man with a wooden magic wand.
Taking his eyes from the posters, the boy looks around again.
As the image of his sight wanders through the pretty small bedroom, he sees that it contains only an angular mirror in a nearby corner, opposite the bed, a small drawer right next to the mirror, a small closet, and a table with a small lamp standing on it.
Next to the bed, a small bedstand is placed with a cup of still-warm tea.
"Uhuh... What... the fuck is this?..." the boy stands up as he looks at the mirror in the nearby corner of the room.
Deciding to go there, he quickly approaches the mirror, but to his surprise, instead of seeing his majestic Demonic appearance, he sees his newly acquired appearance.
The appearance of a young and handsome human boy around twenty years old.
Touching his beautiful face, then his short black hair which is covering one of his eyes, followed by his hands, and his developed body hidden under a blue-striped pajamas, he ends up being drowned in disbelief.
"I... I have a BODY?! A real body! " the boy shouts as he almost chokes upon seeing his eyes suddenly changing color.
One turned black and the other turned white.
No iris, no pupil visible, only the color of white and black as if his eyes are made from completely different energies.
Looking deeply into his eyes through the reflection, the boy's eyes narrow as their color and shape suddenly return back to the lizard-like shape with blood-red color.
"What was that? " he asks out of curiosity as a sudden reply startles him.
"That, my user, was a sign that your demonic powers of corruption have partially returned," a male-like A.I. voice comes out from the boy's ring that appeared out of nowhere on his finger, replying to his question.
But as the boy didn't feel anything, nor see anything, he asked:
"Who said that?! " as he instinctively jumps backward, but instead of landing on the floor like he expected, he now stands on the ceiling of the bedroom.
"Eh? " the boy looks "up" toward the ground as the A.I. voice speaks up again.
"Oh, I'm sorry if I startled you. Let me introduce myself, my name is Vega, your personal Demonic system."
"Demonic system? " the boy asks.
"Yes, but to set things right from the start, I can do a lot more than just the basics regarding your Demonic or Archangel origins. If you make a great effort, I can make you as powerful as you can possibly become." The A.I. voice replies, adding:
"That's why I prefer you to call me either Vega or The Darkness system, which is a true indication of my abilities... as well as my origin. Is it a lot to understand? "
"Ugh, no... Vega-" the boy says with some confusion, adding: "-if you explain to me where am I right now..." while with a slight push, he bounces off the ceiling and lands on the floor hidden under a brown soft carpet.
Feeling the softness of the carpet, a feeling he never felt hit his now-existing heart as the system replies.
"It is my pleasure to welcome you, Mister Raphael Castiel Gremory in Nenktese. A planet that is part of a realm where magic blooms on every step~" Vega says as Raphael walks toward his open bedroom window from where a dark night sky with countless glowing stars can be seen.
Looking outside, he sees a middle-sized town with only a few people walking by.
"Nenktese, what a shitty name for a planet..." Raphael mumbles.
"Vega? " he suddenly asks.
"Yes? " the A.I. replies, awaiting Raphael's question.
"Mind explaining how I ended up here? "
A silence fell upon the room for a few seconds until Vega started explaining:
"I don't have the entire intel needed for a 100% confirmation, but what I can comprehend from my knowledge and from your partial memories, I think your soul, for some unknown reason, transmigrated into this world when you died by Archangel Michael's spear," Vega explained vaguely.
"Interesting... but also impossible due to my existence being bound to Hell! " Raphael replies with slight irritation as he explains his knowledge because he studied it with Lucifer as one of the possible escape ways if things in the prepared war against Heaven went south.
Reading countless books about reincarnation, remaking, reborn, and transmigration, Research, or just Stories and Novels, he found out that due to him being previously an Archangel, a being without a soul, transmigration was in his case impossible.
Also, by becoming a Demon, he particularly lost his "freedom" because every newborn Demon became immediately bound to Hell and its dimensions.
Even Lucifer himself was bound by it.
Therefore, he is confused...
"Do you have any theory of how that might have happened or how I managed to bypass the control of Hell while still being connected to it? " Raphael asks with a playboy-like smile while eyeing some pretty women walking across his street.
"Honestly, I can't," Vega reveals.
"Huh, but why? Do you not know, or you don't want to tell me? " Raphael asks as he turns away from the window.
"I'm sorry, but my software is not authorized enough for this information to be leaked..."
"Hah, I see..." Raphael sighs in annoyance as his gaze focuses on something else.
Wielding his left hand, he notices an angular silver ring with a black also angular gemstone inserted into the ring.
Upon the gemstone, a silver sign of a rose enveloped in a fire could be seen with the word G in the middle, a sign representing his demonic surname and demonic house.
The House of Gremory.
"Hmm, but how did you appeared here? " Raphael suddenly asks as he tries to pull the ring out of his finger.
A task almost impossible for some reason...
"Vega, why I can't pull you away from my finger? " He asks.
"The user is not authorized enough to decide to throw me out of the window..." Vega replies.
"Eh? But I would never do that..." Raphael lies like a pro as he scratches his cheek.
'How did he know? ' Raphael thought.
"Right... By the way, how shall I call you, user? " Vega suddenly asks but when Raphael is about to answer, the bedroom door suddenly flies open and in the doorway, a sinful-looking woman in her mid-thirties can be seen, holding a baseball bat.
Dressed only in a short and sexy red nightgown with a pretty wide decolletage, her black hair rests upon her left shoulder and the left side of her chest.
While her brown eyes are fixed upon the boy, Raphael can't help but gulp in front of a beauty like this.
Watching her developed, sinful body hidden only under the thin red layer, Raphael feels how his lower heart is being drowned in a desire to tear that nightgown out of the mature beauty in front of him, while completely ignoring the bat in her hands.
'Even when I rather prefer maidens... this is just... DAMN! ' Raphael thinks, falling deeper into the perverted imagination he gained upon becoming a demon.
More precisely, upon becoming a demon of the Gremory House.
"Michael, my sweetheart, you are alright?! " the woman suddenly screams, dropping the bat on the ground and making Raphael wake up from his dreamy stupor.
'EH? Who the fuck is Michael? ' Raphael thinks when a sudden flood of random memories and information about Michael and the woman in front of him hits his mind and POV.
'Michael Allstar was the previous inhabitant of this body.' Vega speaks in Raphael's mind, showing in Raphael's point of view an image of a sickly but handsome-looking young boy with a few basic information like the date and year of birth, his name, his likes and dislikes, etc.
Right next to him, a picture of the woman in front of him appears, as Vega explains further.
'And this is Kate Allstar, Michael's mother...'
While looking through the memories and the information about Kate, the woman runs at him, pulling Raphael into a tight embrace which pulls him out of his mind once more.
'So Michael, huh... Not that I'm complaining... Whoever you are Michael, thank you. I'm going to take care of this woman, don't worry about that anymore~' Raphael thinks as Kate pulls away.
"I thought I lost you, my dear son," Kate says with a sad tone of voice as she falls to her knees in front of Raphael.
While the woman starts crying, thanking her God for saving her son's life, Raphael forms a wide smile on his handsome face, enjoying the view.
'This sight will never get old~' he thinks with a devilish smile as Kate looks up, fixing her eyes directly at Raphael's.
"But... my dear, what happened to those beautiful blue eyes that I loved so much? Why are they... red now? "
Deciding he should finally say something, Raphael improvizes.
"Blue is boring, red is mood~" he casually replies, extending his hand to the woman with the same devilish smile that caught the woman off guard.
Hearing no stammering or hesitation, instead only confidence and some flirtatious energy, while looking into those demon-like blood-red eyes, the woman opens her own eyes wide.
"Wh-wh-what? W-who are you?! " Kate panics as she now clearly recognizes that the being in front of her is probably no longer her son, only uses her son's appearance.
'Ah, what a shame... Our Kate is one of those annoying types, huh...' thinks Raphael as he points at himself.
"Me? " he asks, adding: "Do you really need to hear that from me? "
"..." The woman turns silent as she slowly pushes herself closer to the door... and the bat.
The door which suddenly slowly closes itself, trapping Kate inside the room with Raphael while the bat slowly dissolves into shadows and disappears.
"EH?! " Kate turns her head after hearing the door being shut, but when she turns her face quickly back, Raphael's face is already just a few inches from hers, almost touching her lips.
"AHHH-" the woman tries to scream but Raphael swiftly covers the woman's mouth with his hand.
"Shh, stop... Mother~" He says with a sensual tone, almost whispering while sensually looking right at his hand covering Kate's mouth as the woman's eyes widen once more, but this time, from a pure surprise.
Her heart starts beating loudly, her hands start sweating, and her eyes start watering.
"Please, don't kill me..." Kate suddenly mumbles from under Raphael's hand as he narrows his eyes, pulling his hand back.
"Kill you? Oh woman please, why would I kill my own mother? " Raphael replies to her as he crouches and touches the woman's hand.
At first, Kate tries to pull away while squinting her eyes but feeling nothing, she slowly opens them again, only to see Raphael closely holding her hand to his lips.
"I would never hurt you, Mother~," he says, looking directly into Kate's brown eyes as he kisses her hand, a gesture that again takes her off guard.
"B-But what about your eyes... And your appearance? " Kate asks as she lets Raphael help her stand up.
"That's a gift from Gods~" Raphael smiles as his gaze remains fixed upon Kate's eyes.
Hearing Raphael's words, Kate's eyes widen as she asks: "Gods? Which one? "
Now, it's time for Raphael's eyes to widen.
"Well..." While he tries to bring up something, he thinks:
'Vega, I need a little help here. What Gods does this planet have? ' Hearing:
'Only one, and his name is Xerex, a God of Magic, Fertility, Love, Life, and so on... He is the God of all the Light concepts...'
'First, the planet's and now even God's name sounds like shit? ' he thinks, but asks: 'And what about the Dark ones? '
'There are none known Gods controlling the Dark concepts. It's like the Darkness is not even present in this realm...' Vega explains.
'I see...' Raphael nods.
"Michael? Are you alright? Who was the God? " Kate suddenly asks.
"Hah... it was-" but when Raphael is about to say the God's name, he stops.
And with a mischievous smile, he says:
"His name is Castiel, Castiel Gremory. He took me as his son and even renamed me~" Raphael explains, taking Kate aback by this sudden revelation.
"What? What name did he give you? " Kate asks, feeling slightly jealous.
"My name now is Raphael..." Raphael replies.
"Raphael? That's... That's actually a nice name..." Kate says as she repeats the name of the Demonic Angel in her mind.
And despite feeling all that bitterness and jealousy, she likes the sound of the name.
A thing Raphael clearly sees.
"Yeah, I'm Raphael... Raphael Gremory, and you mother-" he looks into Kate's eyes as she stops thinking bullshit and returns her consciousness back to the bedroom.
Touching both of her hands, he looks deeper into Kate's eyes, into her soul, and says words Kate never forgets.
"You are Kate... Kate Gremory... My mother~"
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