Devil Slave (Satan system)

E666’s words made Lenny pause and he raised a brow.

A lot of things suddenly made sense yet they did not.

However, she further explained what she meant.

“The Magistri is the head of the Order of Gladiators. I only found this out by mistake.”

That day, E666 had waited back after the meeting was over.

From the time she came, she had always wanted to leave this place, but more than anything else, she also wanted to get stronger. Because she knew that it was only with strength that she could truly have her Fate in her hands.

It was that simple. More power equalled more possibilities.

However, the Order of Gladiators was a body of the greatest fighters in the entire arena.

Which meant that to a certain extent, they were quite disciplined.

They had rules that were not allowed to be broken. Rules that the penalty for breaking them could only be death.

For example, bullying of those of the lower class was not allowed.

Secondly, sexual intercourse of any kind was not permitted.

If one desired a particular person in the lower classes, then one would have to wait for that person to climb to one’s class or simply wank out your sexual urges to the image of the person in your head.

But no matter what, sexual intercourse was not allowed.

For this reason, even though she was in a hall filled with very strong gladiators of different classes, she could not use them, as her ability to be able to use a person was strongest when she had done it with him.

Also, she could steal some of his strength and turn it into hers.

The goal of the Order of Gladiators was to come together and find a solution to the problem of staying under the Thumb of the demons, and not enjoying the expression of their sexual urges

However, E666 was willing to find a way about this problem.

She tried many things and even tried to seduce many of the other gladiators.

They were many that wanted to have her. Many had fallen for her charms but there was never an opportunity to do it with them.

And so she wanted to do better.

If she could not get the body, then maybe she would be able to get the head.

After all, the darkest place in the room was underneath the lantern.

However, she got to understand the literal meaning of those words.

It was one fateful day after the meeting, and everyone was gone. She had stayed behind hiding in a very little space she had found inside a big rock.

Even those of the A Class had left the hall.

She had previously noticed before that the Head of the order was always the last to leave. 𝘰𝑣𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

She did not know why this was so, but for the longest time, it was.

However, just when she wanted to leave her hiding spot, she saw it.

She saw him remove the mask on his face.

The shock of it fixated her in place.

He had looked in her direction, but she had hidden fast.

He might have still caught her that day, however, just when he was about to check her hiding spot, a demon appeared and reported that he was being summoned by Cuban.

Lenny nodded to what he had just heard.

Now that she had explained further, he understood a broader version of the picture.

Then again, why did he not think about it?

After all, no matter how smart human beings were, without formal knowledge, it was a waste.

A not-so-smart person could trick a very intelligent person if he had access to the right knowledge.

These demons had hundreds and thousands of years of knowledge. Especially about the human race.

There was no way in hell that they would not know that human beings with their tenaciousness for life like cockroaches would not find a way out of this place.

After all, they were literally training them to become strong. Even if it was just for entertainment, preventive measures were to be taken.

However, human nature was such that the more oppression, the greater the hope for salvation.

It was quite Ironic but that was one of the incredible things about this race.

Therefore, the demons thought of an alternative.

It was one they were sure that they could control and would not bite them in the back later.

It was simple. Control the Hope.

If you control the Hope, You control the people.

This was in fact an ingenious plan.

And so controlled stories of a better world was allowed to be spread amongst humans.

It allowed them to be relentless in their pursuit of strength and at the same time, to bring greater entertainment to the Demons.

This was killing two birds with one stone.

But that was not all.

Those that had become very strong would definitely have more hope.

And so the Order of Gladiators was formed.

This order brought the strongest together with the hope of an eventual solution.

Meanwhile, unknown to them, it was all a scam.

This was just the demons still in control.

The Magistri never had any ability to sense where they were when they escaped.

No!

He just so happened to know what their plan of escape was and that was how he had caught them every time.

Those that were caught were used as examples to the other gladiators in other to trim their Hope with Fear.

Lenny thought so far and felt the need to clap for the demon that thought of this idea.

Then again, he had known something was a bit fishy about the Order of Gladiators. However, he had not known it was such a massive secret.

After all, it is said that the Order of Gladiators was formed by the first person to have ever escaped the Arena.

However, Lenny had met the first person to have ever escaped the Arena within the ant colony. It was old man buckle, and did not remember the old man ever saying anything about forming an Order f gladiators that wanted to escape the Arena.

The only thing old man Buckle did was to make sure he arranged the gladiators that had made it to the colony as meal for the Chimera Queen.

Thinking thus far, Lenny could not help but crack a laugh.

He couldn’t help but imagine the look on the faces of the Gladiators when he crashes their hopes and dreams by telling them the truth.

It would be so priceless to watch their dreams revealed to them as illusions.

Lenny massaged his chin a bit and then he turned to E666, “So if you knew that from the beginning, why did you give support when they were trying to eat my flesh?”

“That’s because the Magistri has been looking at me funny for a while now. I had to play along to hide. Besides,” She frowned, “you rejected me.”

“Huh!?” Lenny raised a brow at this. He could not believe that he was sentenced to death because he refused to screw a woman. If he had died, that would have truly been a punchline for the ages.

“When is the next meeting?” Lenny asked.

“It is tomorrow.”

“Good! enough time to get some plans done. Just one more question, is food allowed?”

E666 nodded, “yes it is. Sometimes, the Magistri brings snacks that helps to encourage our hard work. No one knows where he gets it from, but it is well appreciated support.”

Lenny smiled to those words as chaotic thoughts appeared in his head.

E666 could not help but swallow hard the moment she saw the smile on his face.

She could tell that evil things were cooking in his head.

….

At around the same time, Lenny was unaware that Potty had made a short visit to the Colony.

Potty was indeed a low life, but he was still a demon.

Once in a while, demons would make a short visit to the Chimera queen’s colony.

Most of the time, it was to bring back Gladiators that would be set as an example and other times, it was just to check the Chimera Queen’s work on duplicating the Human gene.

The Chimera ants were already aware of this and made way for him to pass.

Then again, even if they didn’t, Potty was not weak.

However, just before the Chimera Queen’s Chamber, a host of Ants stood before him.

This made him frown, “Leave my sight! I have business with your queen.”

However, the ants did not move.

Just then, Crusher stepped out, “I am sorry demon, but our queen is a bit too busy at the moment. She asked me to receive you and pass on her message.”

Potty frowned a bit. He had been here a few times before and had never seen Crusher. The only human he had seen in this place was old man Buckle.

“Who the fuck are you!?” Potty asked.