Devil Slave (Satan system)

"What? I know you are thinking it!"

"You don\'t know anything. Just because we had sex, you presume you know me?" Perseus stated this aggressively as he put on his clothes.

"But it\'s true, he treats you like a side piece. You are nothing to the story he is building, and he does not see your worth."

Perseus frowned. "And you do?" He raised a brow at her and said, "You were not there with me when I suffered at the hands of demons, fighting for my life day and night. The reason you can feel me inside you today is because of Lenny."

Perseus walked towards the door to leave.

She hurried after him, still nude.

"Where are you going?"

"Back to training!"

"Wait! To torture yourself with the sun\'s uncle. That is not training, that is punishment."

"Well, punishment is the easiest way to learn. Like I said, you do not know me." He waved his hand lightly, but it was enough to fling her back to bed.

Just when he was about to walk out through the door, her words stopped him.

"I can help you get power! It\'s power, isn\'t it? If that\'s what you want, I can help you get it. Instead of going through hell, there is another way, an easier way."

Perseus paused and turned to her. "What are you saying?"

Carefully, Sam stood to her feet, and then she picked up her large glasses from the ground and wore them.

"Come," she invited, "let me show you." She stretched a hand for him.

Perseus looked at her and then at her hand. He was obviously skeptical, but then he stretched his hand and reached for hers.

She led him along a wall.

Her hand revealed claws.

She made a runic symbol on it that had a resemblance to a cylinder.

The cylinder shone in a blue light, and then the rune expanded into a door.

One look at it, and Perseus knew that this was a portal of some kind.

Still in her nude, she led him to what looked like an empty space surrounded by all kinds of mirrors.

The ground was made of mirrors, as well as the sky and all the sides, left and right.

In this strange world he had been pulled into, the two of them were the only people, and the rest was a world of mirrors that reflected themselves back at them.

Perseus was at a loss for words. "Where are we?"

"This is a pocket space. MY pocket space. I found it floating about in the Ethereal, and with much effort on my side, I took it for myself. I had wanted it, my mother and my sister, but for these things, there are her expression looked grave. "...rules attached. Unfortunately, neither of them would ever see it. I call it the mirror room."

"Pocket Space?"

"Yes, let me show you!" She placed a hand on his head, and then his vision suddenly changed.

It was like they had suddenly been plunged into space, surrounded by little, tiny dots of stars on all sides.

But that was not all, there were rectangular boxes that looked to be made of crystal.

 

"This is how I see the world, at least for the most part. It\'s a gift I and my sister used to share."

"Used to?" Perseus immediately remembered about Victor\'s mother, "I never had what you call family, but still, sorry for your loss."

"Thank you," she nodded, hiding her shy expression. "I can see the Ethereal. It\'s a dimension far ahead of our own. This gift lets me see incredible things beyond our world. Like a solar eclipse many years before it is to happen, a person soon to die or a king about to be born

She waved her hand, and a mirror appeared.

In this mirror, Perseus could see himself with robes heavily decorated with gold and silver. He looked dignified, and on his head was a large crown made of gold and decorative stones, the like of which he had never before seen in his life.

Subconsciously, he stretched to touch it, but like water, his hand went through it.

"I have seen your future, our future..." An image of her standing by his side also appeared.

Like him, she was also adorned in incredible jewels and clothing, sitting beside him as a queen.

Suddenly, the image was stained with blood, as a long blade appeared from Perseus\'s chest.

The moment Perseus saw that blade, he recognized it.

After all, it was a Katana. There was only one person he knew who used that blade.

Instantly, the king in the mirror fell to the ground, and blood flowed over his robes.

Lenny suddenly appeared from the shadows behind.

He had on full body armor made of the skeletons of people.

However, there was a broader skeleton made of solely ribs about his body.

His smile was menacing as he slowly bloomed into a chuckle.

"Everything Lenny Tales touches is fated to be ruined. Even you can see this. He does not care for you or anyone else. Is this not true? After all, back at the arena, he was willing to sacrifice even innocent babies for his goals."

As she talked, the image changed, and a familiar scene of the battle that day played out through the mirror.

"He is not trying to create a better world. No, he is trying to destroy it."

She waved her hand again, and the city of milk and honey was shown from a large point of view.

Everywhere was either on fire or smoking.

The buildings and streets had been destroyed, and as far as the eyes could see, many places had the corpses of people.

Blood flowed like a river, and on top of a hill was Lenny, his body soaked in blood and stained with...