Hell’s Consort

Newest Chapter of Highest Tier (July 2021)

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The Archdemon of Gluttony

Prince Ravin from the 1st Circle of Hell

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The next day after Ravin found out about Luna's escape from Satan's dungeons, he visited his brother to return the whelp that he had given Luna their marriage gift.

After all, the former High Priestess of the Vampire Realm was married to his two Archdemon brothers, Ravin and Luxen.

Until now, Ravin still wondered how his Amare got out of the obsidian walls of the dungeons when Archdemon Magic wasn't supposed to work in there.

In addition to that, Luna had lost her strength from the Grand Torturer's merciless torment, breaking her physically and mentally.

It was either her mind had finally reached the breaking point. It accessed that secret compartment in her brain to activate this colossal power within her--creating portals and jumping from one Realm after another in that short period of time.

It was almost an impossible feat for a fledgling Archdemon.

If that was the case, then King Satan was right to choose her out of all the fledglings because of her hidden capabilities... or it could be that someone powerful outside of the Realm of the Seven Circles of Hell had helped her. 

Ravin frowned as he followed Sloth's butler, Simone, leading him from corridor after corridor.

The dimly lit sconces were their source of light as they all aligned in the castle's walls.

Finally, they turned into a dark corner and descended on the wooden stairs that creaked with every step to his castle's basement. 

He had been wondering about all of the mystery behind Amare's disappearance since yesterday, thinking about all theories he had formulated in his thoughts.

First, of course, the creatures who were responsible for Luna's jailbreak would be the Goddess Hecate, aiding her with the Mark of the Triple Moon Goddess tattoo above her chest, or it could be the Vampire King, her Amare's husband, who assumed he had claimed her first... but Ravin doubted that. 

 He was just a bastard who thought he was invincible just because he was the Vampire King.

Yes, he had great knowledge of Fae Magic--whether it was black, grey and white--stored in his brain for reading too many grimoires and other books from other Realms during his free time.

Now that he thought about it, his thirst for the lore of magic was similar to Sloth.

It was just that the Archdemon of Sloth could take things too far as an obsession.

The Vampire King had a lot of time in his hands, and he had a lot of gold coins to spend for book merchants.

He knew all of this because he had possessed him for a long time.

Unfortunately, that infinite well of facts stored in his rotten mind didn't mean he could be as strong as Ravin--an Archdemon.

He can still fall behind his Amare in terms of magical strength, who was already an Archdemon.

An Archdemon can only match an Archdemon when it came to the mating bond.

He hoped his Amare would get bored of the Vampire King soon and realize that Ravin was the only man in her life who was better suited as his mate. 

Ravin and Simone walked unhurriedly to the narrow pathway with tiny jail cells on the left just enough for angelic prisoners to be in a sitting position for the rest of their lives as a sick form of punishment. 

The Archdemon of Sloth also had a reputation as the best breeder of ferocious and vile monsters in the Seven Circles of Hell.

If he had given an animal as a gift to an Archdemon and the receiver didn't like it, the monster would be returned to the castle and trapped in this place along with the Angels; Sloth had captured for fun.

 Even if Sloth was the most mellow Archdemon of all, Ravin knew that the man didn't become a ruler of the Seventh Circle if he wasn't sick in the head to some degree.

He planned to force an angelic captive to establish friendship with his monster pets in Hell, suffering together like animals inside the tiny jail cell that can barely contain both of them.

Two creatures were forced to form a camaraderie with him, the Archdemon of Sloth as the villain, until the time where he would stop feeding the confined monster, forcing it to show its true colours. It would have no choice but to eat its friend to survive.

The angelic captive will also have no choice but to kill his pet to defend themselves and carry the guilt for the rest of their immortal life.

Sloth was sly and manipulative like that despite the innocent facade.

His perpetual hooded eyes from his lethargy shouldn't make other Archdemons underestimate him. 

'And the bastard said he was lazy?' Ravin smirked. 'Yet, how can he make someone suffer for so long for his amusement?'

 It was his deception.

He kept everything hidden and under wraps so that no one would know what he was capable of.

Unlike Lilith, the Archdemon of Envy.

She was a little insecure of her strength as a powerful Archdemon, so she compensated by chattering about all of her achievements to anyone who might care to listen. 

As they neared a dead-end, Simone stopped at a trapdoor that was large enough to fit a single person. 

"The Prince is here, Your Highness."

Ravin glanced down at it and measured the square with intense scrutiny.

Now, he wasn't sure if he would fit with the whelp sleeping at the knitted straw basket on his back. 

"If I finally reached the bottom, could you drop the whelp for me so that I could catch it?" Ravin didn't wait for a response.

He slid the strap of his straw basket from his arms and gave it to the butler.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Anyway, there was no point in taking care of the dragon when his Amare wasn't there to witness the progress of their baby.

As Rere grew bigger, it also became wild and disruptive.

There was no purpose in keeping it anymore.

Simone opened the trapdoor to reveal metal stairs down below. "I'm going to disturb him and his mushrooms."