This takes place around the same time as the end of The Circus. Enjoy!
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At Blitzø's house, Y/n and said Imp are seen on the couch asleep. However, Y/n slowly stirs awake and looks down to see Blitzø asleep with his face in the prince's chest. Y/n shakes his head a bit before picking Blitzø up as he stands from the couch and makes his way to Blitzø's bedroom.

Once inside, he sets the sleeping Imp down on his bed and goes to walk off, only for something to grab his arm and making him stop. Y/n turns to see holding onto his arm, and worried expression on his sleeping face. The hybrid sighs and gently pulls Blitzø's hand from his arm before placing a hand on his head, calming him down.

Y/n: "Rest well, Blitzø."

And with that, Y/n walked off and left the room, quietly closing the bedroom door behind him as Blitzø grabs a stuffed animal horse and holds it closely to his chest. Y/n sighs as he walks away, heading his way back to Loona's room to go back to sleep. However, as he walks by a window, he looks out and sees the pentagram moon up above. He then sighs as he knows what he has to do.

Soon, Y/n had left Blitzø and Loona's home and is seen flying through the air. He flies through the sky, powered by each flap of his wings. He soon nears his destination: the Goetia Palace.

He quickly flies down and to the entrance where he lands right on the stairs. The reincarnated prince approaches the front door and rings the doorbell. He waits a moment before the doors open to reveal a small Imp butler.

Imp Butler: "How may I help you?"

Y/n: "Yes, hi. I'm Y/n Morningstar. I would like to see Stolas."

Imp Butler: "Morningstar? My, it has been some time since you have last visited the Goetias."

Y/n: "Yeah. Reincarnation is a pain, isn't it?"

Imp Butler: "I would assume so. You may come in, your highness. Master Stolas is in his chambers."

Y/n: "Thank you."

Y/n smiles at the Imp and steps inside the palace, and the Imp closes the door behind him. The butler walks off to do whatever else he has to do as Y/n walks off and into the palace, using his magic to locate Stolas.

The prince of Hell makes his way through the palace as he tries to reach Stolas. However, he accidently bumps into someone as he turns a corner and stumbles back.

Y/n: "I'm sorry, I wasn't look--"

Stella: "Watch where you're going, you little--!"

Both of Hell's royalty stops when they see who they bumped into, and their eyes go wide with surprise.

Stella: "Y/n Morningstar? You're back in Hell?"

Y/n: "Oh, great. It's you."

Almost immediately, Stella composes herself from he earlier enraged self and puts on a smile as she gets an idea.

Stella: "Well, well, well. You're looking well, your highness."

Y/n wanted to barf. Why was Stella talking to him like that?

Y/n: "Thank you, Stella. Now would you please excuse me? I have to go see Stolas."

Y/n tries to walk past the much taller Goetia princess, only for his arm to be grabbed and he gets pulled closer to Stella. He scowls at her.

Stella: "What's the rush, Y/n? Can't we talk~?"

Y/n almost audibly gagged at this. What was Stella trying to do? Y/n didn't like the idea that came to his mind.

Stella: "I mean, that limp dick Stolas isn't going anywhere. We could have some... alone time~"

Stella says as she trails her hand across Y/n's chest. However, instead of getting flustered like Stella hoped he would, the prince seemed disturbed and uncomfortable at this action. He smacks the Hellborn's hand from his chest and pulls away from her.

Y/n: "Don't touch me. I don't know whatever game you're trying to play, but it's not going to work. Whatever fantasy you're having isn't gonna happen either. And, by the way, I'm taken."

Stella's eye twitches for a moment, but she keeps her composure.

Stella: "Well, no one has to know, now do they?"

A low, animal-like growl emits from Y/n's throat as he glares at Stella.

Y/n: "No, they won't, because it's not happening. Now, I don't know who you think you are, but I'm Y/n Morningstar, prince of Hell. You're little seduction methods? I've seen them countless times, and they don't work on me, "princess"."

Almost immediately, Stella's composure shattered as her anger quickly returned.

Stella: "Excuse me?"

Y/n: "God, now I know why Stolas perfers to be with Blitzø. I mean, he has issues, but you're just some prissy, spoiled brat."

Stella: "What the fuck did you just call me?!"

Another low growl comes from Y/n as his eyes turn red and yellow.

Y/n: "You heard me. Jesus, I remember when the previous me babysat you for some dumbass reason. Man, you're voice is even more annoying now than when you were a child."

Stella's eye twitches and she steps forward to yell, only for a voice to stop her.

"Mom? What are you doing?"

Stella freezes for a moment before turning to see Octavia standing behind her. She begins to stutter, and Y/n only huffs out a breath.

Y/n: "Nothing's happening. What I believe what was happening, though, was that you were leaving, yes?"

Stella turns back to the prince of Hell. However, instead of responding, she simply grunts in anger and walks off. She passes by her daughter, not giving her anymore acknowledgement, and left. Y/n sighs as his eyes return to normal.

Octavia: "What was that about?"

Y/n: "Not entirely sure. Though, it is a pleasure to see you again, princess. How are you, Octavia?"

Octavia: "I-I'm fine. How are you, Y/n?"

Y/n: "I'm... fine as well."

Octavia: "What are you doing here so late?"

Y/n: "I came to see your father, actually. I want to speak with him."

Octavia: "Why?"

Y/n: "Something had... happened earlier in the Lust Ring, and I just want to check on him."

Octavia: "Oh. What happened?"

Y/n: "It's not really my place to say. You can ask your father once I leave it you want."

Octavia: "Alright. Goodnight, then."

Y/n: "Goodnight, Octavia. Sleep well."

Octavia nods and turns to walk off to her room. Y/n lets out a breath and continues on his way to Stolas' own bedroom. He soon makes it to a door where he can sense Stolas behind and knocks on it before opening it, poking his head inside.

Y/n: "Stolas? You in here?"

Y/n steps inside and closes the door, and outside on the balcony, Stolas lifts up his head in surprise. He turns to his room.

Stolas: "Y/n?"

Said Devil spawn makes his way over to the balcony, smiling at the Goetia prince. Stolas becomes confused.

Stolas: "What are you doing here?"

Y/n: "I came here to check on you. After everything that happened at Ozzie's... I just wanted to see how you were doing."

Stolas: "Thank you, Y/n. I appreciate it. But--"

Y/n: "If you say that you're doing fine, I'm gonna throw an ember at you. 'Cause I know it's BS. I just bumped into your wife as she was leaving. Man, is she something."

Stolas: "She's actually my ex-wife, now."

Y/n: "Really?"

Stolas nods in confirmation.

Stolas: "We're getting a divorce. About time, huh?"

Y/n: "Yeah. Definitely."

Both demon princes laugh with each other at this.

Y/n: "You sure you don't wanna talk?"

Stolas: "I... actually would, thank you."

Y/n nods and walks back into Stolas' room, and the Goetia prince follows. They make their way over to a couch by a bookcase and sit down together.

Y/n: "Alright, let's start, shall we?"

Stolas somberly nods and takes in a breath to ease his mind.

Stolas: "I fear that I may have done something wrong. To Blitzø."

Y/n: "You did hide your face when Fizzarolli and Asmodeus called you two out. With how proud and happy you are with your relationship with Blitzø, that was something that was bound to hurt him."

Stolas: "I know, and I feel terrible for it. I-I tried to make it right, but Blitzø didn't want anything to do with me. It's was the first time we were out together, and when I was called out like that, my mind went blank. All I heard was my father... and I just reacted."

Y/n: "Your father?"

Images of a tall, mighty owl with dark feathers came to mind. You recognized him from your previous life.

Y/n: "Paimon?"

Stolas: "Yes. He's spoken of you, you know?"

Y/n: "I would guess so. He is one of my father's most loyal partners. But we're not here to talk about me. We're here to talk about you and what happened at Ozzie's."

Stolas: "Damn. Okay."

Stolas sighs as he brushes back his hair.

Stolas: "My father taught me that Imps are just... lowly beings. He wasn't exactly kind to me during those lessons, either."

Y/n: "And that made you react how you did."

Stolas nodded and dipped his head in shame. He felt terrible for what he did to Blitzø.

Y/n: "You still can make it up to him, y'know?"

Stolas: "Maybe. I have an idea, but I'm not sure."

Y/n: "Blitzø may not exactly seem like it, but he's more complicated than he looks. He broke down earlier and held onto me like a baby. Whatever you do, it's gotta be something that means something to you as much as it does to him."

Stolas: "I understand. Thank you, Y/n."

Y/n: "It's no problem, Stolas. It's a pleasure to help you. I still have to talk to Blitzø soon as well."

Stolas smiles at the prince of Hell and stands to his feet.

Stolas: "Would you like to stay a little while longer for tea, Y/n? I have a wide selection, and you must be tired after everything that has happened."

Y/n: "I... appreciate it, Stolas. I would like that."

Stolas: "Then follow me. We can continue talking over drinks."

Y/n: "Alright, Stolas. I'd like that."

With that, Y/n followed Stolas out of the room and towards the kitchen where the two would have tea. However, outside the window, Stella watched the two with glares. She then turns to walk away as she takes out a phone from her dress. She opens up her contacts and calls a familiar country assassin.

Stella: "Striker? It's me. I have another target for you."