132 Offering The Impossible
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He was indeed a stubborn bug. He wasn’t going to bend the knee. NEVER!
With that, I had to improvise on what to do with him. I cannot possibly let him be, right?
Well, now that I think about it, it took me like three years to convince Ignatius to become my ally and familiar. And that was because he’s a battle junkie. We fought all this time in here until I began to beat him on his own realm as he started to lose and recognize my strength.
Due to recognizing my strength and being a battle junkie, he slowly grew a certain form admiration for me. After that incident where my life and that of Aquarina were in danger, he decided to act. Alice had also told him that it wasn’t my fault he ended up inside my soul and that it was because of her own powers, allowing me to do something I didn’t even know I could do.
Well, I don’t really blame her. After all, I love her. She’s like my sister. I would never blame her for this. She has been helping me here and been with me from the beginning, the little voice that spoke to me since I was a baby in this new world…
In the end, she and Ignatius were getting along quite well anyways. Plus, Ignatius was too prideful to be blaming others at the end, saying that he lost because he was weak and that it was his own fault that he ended inside my soul. Though, he was confident that he would protect me from now on. He’s also quite motivated to “evolve” as he was given a hint by my mother that spirits could evolve if the user grew strong enough.
So there’s that!
And… back to the main topic.
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Beelzebub.
What does he desire? And what does he admire?
Ignatius admired strength and I made him admire my strength, which created the connection so we could get along.
But what does Beelzebub admire? Himself? Based on his own personality, probably.
He probably doesn’t admire anything else than himself…
“Beelzebub, what do you admire?”
I decided to just ask him directly.
“What? What do I admire? Well, the only being I admire is myself!” he replied. freewēbnoveℓ.com
Ah, the narcissistic type… I guess he really does love himself and only admires himself…
But seriously, though. Can’t he be less of a typical evil guy that I always see in the books I’ve read?
Sigh…
“Beelzebub, do you admire anything else? Something that you like? Nothing?” I asked.
“Only power and my own self! This is why I shall never budge to anyone… even in this situation, I will find a way out and one day come back to you and destroy you!” he told me in response.
“But that’s impossible, unless I die… though, you’ll die with me in that case,” I said.
“Ungh… I don’t want to die! I will fight to the very end for that purpose…!” he said after that.
“Then, you’ll have to fight with me and help me out… unless you want to die?” I asked.
“Eh? Well… that makes sense…” he said.
Wait, it worked?
“But that doesn’t mean I will obey your commands nor become your slave or something, you little twisted elven girl! I’m not a being that can be easily dominated by the likes of you! I am Beelzebub, the great Demon General! My power is capable of bringing famine and plague to everything!” he boasted.
“If you’re so strong, how come my parents defeated you?” I asked.
“Uggh… I knew you had something to do with them! So, you’re really the daughter of the heroes!” he said.
“Yeah, and we just killed your friend Hell. We also discovered a mysterious God of Space messing around with us,” I said in response.
“Hell? Ah, the skeleton? He died, huh? That monster that can revive endlessly actually died?! That’s… your parents are stronger than I thought… wait a second! A god?! Aren’t gods on the side of you heroes? Why would these idiots try to kill you now?! Hah! This is ridiculous,” he could not help but say with a stupefied chuckle.
“Yeah, he got crushed to death. His core was destroyed and he couldn’t revive anymore… Also, the god is a mystery, we don’t know who he was, yet, my father said that not even the Gods on our side, the twelve titans, knows what’s happening,” I told him.
“Hahahahaha! Serves you right! You stupid humans! You deserve this! You deserve this and more! I hope all of you die under the same beings that protect you so much! It would truly be the best comedy ever made!” said Beelzebub out loud.
“Yeah, sure. And what if he comes back and kills me? You’re dead too, you know,” I said, giving him another wake-up call.
“Unghh?!” he asked in surprise.
“You don’t want to die, right? You’re too attached to life, to your dreams of power…” I told him.
“What do you know anyways?” he asked angrily.
“Maybe I could bring you what you seek, the power that you want,” I said with a calm expression.
“Huh? Keep talking…” he said.
A smile appeared on my lips after that. A malicious, malefic smile that I had not shown in this life that much. A smile that only appeared in my previous life when I killed those that I hated the most, and when I was planning something rather devilish.
“Beelzebub, you’ll die if I die. You’re trapped inside of my soul and there’s no way out, and the way out will also kill you. However, you don’t want to die because that will go against your very instincts and your desires to become the strongest and most powerful, right? So, how about this? You help me survive and we slowly grow stronger together. You’ll help me reach the pinnacle and I will also bring you with me until the end. Once that happens, I promise you to sit down on the throne as the Demon King,” I offered.
“W-What kind of…? You know that saying such a thing is literally betraying your parents and all the future heroes?! What are you planning to do?!” he asked in surprise. Beelzebub couldn’t believe it. He couldn’t believe how cunning I could get.
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