Mammon yelled at Asmo and Belphie who were holding to each of my arms.

"Oi! Let go of Pamy already! Can't you see she's uncomfortable."

Belphie retorted.

"You are the one making others uncomfortable."

Asmo joined in.

"Now, shut it! You've been yelling like a mad dog ever since Lucifer disappeared."

The sudden memory of Lucifer and him going against the Hell monsters alone, took hold of my mind. A sudden ache came upon me, but glancing at the quite Solomon, reminded me, that I had someone to interrogate about the present events.

I directed myself to Solomon.

"Why did Beel refer to you as the 'GOOD' Solomon before? Are the things happening your doing?"

Solomon closed his eyes as he sighed.

"Yes... It is..."

Mammon exclaimed near my ear, making me winze and grin in pain.

"See! See! But he doesn't say much after he says 'YES'"

Asmo rolled his eyes.

"He has stupid Mammon! No matter how many times he repeats the story, your low intellect level would not be enough to understand it."

Levi laughed.

"Huhuhuhumm~"

Belphie nodded in agreement.

"Mhn. That's true."

Mammon felt attacked.

"Why ya' gotta' take it against me?! I'm not the bad guy here. Take it all on HIM!"

All the bickering of them all, passed my level of patience, making me yell as the consequence.

"GUYS, WOULD YOU GIVE IT A REST?!"

After making Mammon whimper like a scared puppy and the rest stare wide eyed at me, although they didn't release me from the grip on me, I concentrated on getting to know the truth behind today's craziness.

Solomon noticing my desperate state, started explaining himself for the twentieth time.

He stated the spell he used to make Cerberus fall into deep slumber; a spell he bought from a red cloaked stranger. After making sure the monstrous dog was knocked out, he proceeded by magickly clearing out the poison ivy that protected the grimoire from intruder's hands. He spoke of, how he closed himself inside his walls and spoke the ancient forbidden incantations of the Devil King's Litia demon spell, of the "Three Realm Rupture".

The invisible walls that divided one world from the other broke and they started to collapse unto one another, disrupting the normality of the life in each.

That explained why those with shadows on them, acted as either their life had been sucked dry, or they had lost their marbles.

Solomon arrived to one of the most bizarre events from them all.

"Once I finished chanting the spell, I felt my head like it was about to explode. My eyesight spun and I became breathless as if my lungs had shrunk over themselves... I was terrified..."

He continued hesitant.

"My vision started to falter as my heart stopped beating for a short thirty seconds. After that..."

Asmodeus's hold on my arm tightened as he looked anxious and apparently, excited by the story.

"AND?! For Heaven's sakes Solomon! Stop with the suspense! Hurry up and get to the part where your other self, placed a paralyzing spell on you and as he summoned all fiends, went straight towards the Devil King's castle and demanded for Lord Diavolo to hand over the crown."

I thought, that Asmodeus was even better at spilling the beans more efficiently than the one responsible for it.

Satan joined in the conversation, adding up the building up tale.

"Let us not forget, the other Solomon sealed Diavolo's demon powers, not even God knows how, and chained him up with magic I've never seen or read before. No one, in any of the realms has defied us the great Avatars of Hell AND the future King. It is truly amazing."

Belphie, even after being asleep five minutes ago, added,

"He even made us run away and hide in this house..."

Mammon interjected.

"We ain't hiddin' Belphie. We are just..."

He cold sweated as he tried to come up with some excuse.

Satan went ahead and leveled up their dignity.

"We are trying to come up with a plan worthy enough to guarantee success."

Levi,

"So, we agree that we are worthless wight now and that 'EVIL' Solomon is stronger than us."

Belphie frowned at that.

"I can't help to disagree with that. That guy is just a materialization of this other guy's ulterior desires. Isn't that right Asmo?"

Asmo hummed in affirmation.

"Ever since I made a pact with Solomon he has always had this thing of him; this sinister inner personality, that made him one special and interesting person."

Belphie continued with his explanation.

"Solomon, even if a sorcerer with exceptional practice in magic, isn't a big issue when it comes to be compared with us elite demons."

Levi,

"Then... What made the 'EVIL' Solomon better than us?"

Belphie sighed in annoyance.

"Would you stop indirectly labeling us as losers Levi?"

Satan followed, pointing at a page on the book in his hands.

"Maybe, it was Diavolo's sacred center piece jewel that he obtained from his father? Says here, that the pioneering self-rising demon clans from the past, used to connect their most precious treasures with their spell reservoirs. This amplified the spells and the objects magic."

Solomon nodded.

"Yes. Indeed. Once, the other me had his hands on the jewel, the object labeled him as its new owner, lending him its power and guaranteeing the success of the vast majority of his plans. That's of course, taking in consideration, that he would put into work all the plans I had been lining out in my head."

Belphie glared at him.

"Very nice of you, trying to take over the World and making everyone your slave. Such a good friend you are."

Asmo felt betrayed.

"And here I thought we had a chance Solomon dear."

Once everyone calmed down, I commented.

"If I put everything together, to my understanding, you thought all of this, but never really intended to put them into action and then, when your spell backfired, those emotions and ideas just got glued together and voila 'EVIL' Solomon was born?"

Solomon nodded again.

I cupped my chin as I started brain storming.

"That means... It's just like how Satan was born right? Satan was born from Lucifer's resent and negative emotions towards his father, right? Satan were emotions and ideals materialized into what he is now, a full-bodied demon. But our concern right now is not knowing how this materialization happened, but if there is a possibility to break them down back into what they were before; just emotions."

Satan smirked as he realized something that just might help them, but it required them to throw themselves into danger.

"I've heard about a secret library hidden under Devildom grounds. A library of forbidden books, band by the first demons themselves because of its capability to destroy not only magical creatures and humans, but also... The Universe. There, just maybe, we may be able to find what we are looking for."

My face showed how much I was pleased to hear what I was listening to. We still had time. We had to think positive. We had to...

Beel came up to me grinning and offered me a dozen of chocolate chip hell candy corn cookies.

"Ish u eat efur ettn hur? (Did you eat before getting here?)"

I warmly smiled while giggling and taking them all, even if I wasn't going to eat them completely.

We had to keep on eating as if things will go our way. We can do this, I thought.

I was smiling and laughing with everyone as we caught up a little on the things we missed from each other, but as soon as I heard a crashing sound behind us and saw what it was, my mouth closed into a straight line and the blood in my body became cold.

I started to tremble as my widened eyes took sight of a beaten and bloodied Lucifer. He was on all fours, with his clothe disheveled and shredded, breathing heavily and coughing up blood; feathers falling here and there.

Mammon was the first to exclaim,

"Lucifer?! What...?!"

I rose slowly from my seat as our eyes met, those beautiful striking red eyes fondly stared at me and as soon as the side of his mouth rose a little into a smile, he collapsed.

Without worrying about getting covered on his blood I rushed to his figure followed by the rest.

"Lucifer! Lucifer, answer me! LUCIFER!"