The boy flinched as the group of children stared at him, a girl stared scornfully at him, spat at his face and laughed before walking off. The other children just laughed and followed the girl.Â<br/><br/>******<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline">Eleven years later</span><br/><br/>The duke of Asmodin sat in a inn, his attire contrasted with his surroundings like a diamond in a haystack. He had come back, with his ever-present bodyguard, to his hometown to visit and to meet her again. Guminia Glassred.Â<br/><br/>He had met with the villagers and they had welcomed him, as expected when one was an aristocrat. He let out a breath before pouring himself another glass, his sheathed sword laid perpendicularly over his lap. So he could not find her and he would return to his manor after finishing the bottle of spirit. The sound of cheering an clapping outside caused him to stand up, prop his sword up on the chair and walk over to the window. That was when he saw<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>, Guminia Glassred with a trio of companions. He frowned and walked out so that he could see her clearly, leaving his bodyguard and sword inside the inn. She had grown into a fine young lady, the crest upon the shoulder of her cloak showed that she was an aristocrat of the Belzenia Empire, the strongest country of the decade.Â<br/><br/>He smiled bitterly, for he thought she could at least see how better off he was compared her. But he was happy for her for a fleeting moment, until she saw him and her face twisted into a slight sneer before looking away. His insides boiled, and he stormed back into the inn. He walked over to his bodyguard, only to find him holding his sword, it was the first time he had even touched anything belonging to him. He was about to say something to get the sword back when an unearthly voice came from the other man's lips, "Was that disappointing? You came here with the intention of finding your love from your childhood but instead, get put down by her again." Ragged giggles issued from the man's throat, " 'A failure I say, always a failure.' Remember those words? She said that five years ago."<br/><br/>"Who are you? And what do you want?" If this was a prank, he would have his bodyguard sacked and beaten up to an inch from death.Â<br/><br/>"I'm the Devil, and I have come to offer my assistance to you, to make your wish come true and...<span style="font-style: italic">expand</span>on it. If you wish, I could make a pact with you, to make you have the ability to enchant any woman who looks upon you. For a price of course."<br/><br/>"I don't believe you. Prove it."<br/><br/>"Hmmm, let's see... if you would return to your mansion, I shall meet you there again." The strange light in the man's eyes faded and he looked snapped his head, looking around, "What is it? I- oh! Here's your sword my lord, don't know how it ended up with me though..."<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Lust allowed the downdraft to carry it deeper into the depths of the dungeon.Â<br/><br/>"Yes,<span style="font-style: italic">any</span>female. You can release them from the spell if you wish."<br/><br/>"And they will do anything I want?<span style="font-style: italic">anything?</span>"<br/><br/>"Yes, anything. Even..." The Devil seemed to be amused, "you would have plenty of...<span style="font-style: italic">practice</span>for Glassred by the time she falls to the spell, I guarantee it."<br/><br/>It felt curious, there were two shadows but there was only one man in that room. It felt His eyes upon it for a second before it found an interesting object. It was shiny and sharp, pointed at one end and left on it's own upon a table. It approached it and allowed itself to be sucked into the depths of the object.Â<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Elluka looked at the impette, Â words rising from the back of her throat when a raven-haired spirit spoke.<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>"I shall join this hunt, as I have already had the interest in removing troublemakers, count me in. At least I can help." Nyx's eyes snapped upward at the spirit flying overhead.Â<br/><br/>******<br/><br/>Elluka looked at Nyx for a moment before turning her eyes upward to Mariah, "Yes, join us, we require all the help we can get, so if you wish, join us."<br/><br/>"Bah! I won't waste my time on such stupid things! The mortals still die in the end anyway."<br/><br/>"Elluka should be able to handle it by herself. She's very powerful."<br/><br/>Elluka sighed, leaving the congregation of spirits and walking away. Nyx followed noiselessly, phasing through the trees and keeping her hands tucked in her sleeves.Â