[A/N : in italics : Kong's dream. In his dream, Kong sees himself as Singto the demon. ]

" Singto ..." Lucifer hissed, his eyes trained at the crystal ball which was currently showing beautiful landscapes of fairly new –planet earth. Snakes coiled around Lucifer's body that he had decided to use as today's apparel, hissed collectively, showing agreement with annoyance of their master, making the overall aura gruesome than it already was.

" Lucifer..." Singto acknowledged the snake clad demon King with a bow before taking seat in the courtroom which currently held all the demon commanders. Singto stared at the huge crystal ball floating in the middle of the hall, right at the center of their seating arrangements. Demons were currently being exorcised and hunted like pitiful wild animals.

Many demons smacked their palms in fury at seeing their brethern, being either butchered like vegetables or flamed like cotton balls. But Singto remained stoic, frankly speaking he was apathetic to the demon lord's fury directed at the gods and earthlings or demon's feelings of injust.

Although he was mockingly called 'angel of the hell', he thinks he is even more cruel and demonic in his behavior than demon king Lucifer himself.

Singto likes to play with his victims, he loved seeing them tremble as he unleashed his wrath upon them, cutting limb after limb as he cackled seeing them shivering in disgust and horror. In a way it was understandable as Singto feasted on fear, more fear he can induce more power he gathers.

Although earthlings believed demons eat souls, it wasn't  completely true. Lowly demons like ghouls, incubus and such were dependent on tangible sources like flesh, sex, soul and such. Highly demons sustained on intangible aspects like fear, greed, lust, gluttony or what those heavenlings called sins.

Thus Singto was known as 'hell' on battlefield. Because that's  what he was, pure hell in physical form.

Last war he physically fought was five hundred years ago when Gods had recruited their half earthling spwans, lovingly called demigods in to the war and they themselves sat on the curbs watching as Singto had a field day in tossing their hearts to ghouls. Battlefield was engulfed in Grey smog as Soul eaters flocked over the battle ground, strong and sweet demigod souls only lured in more and more foul creatures .

It was the most precious moment of his life, he had accumulated so much power from fear and horror gods felt, that he had challenged Lucifer himself when Lucifer called stop to the war.
Furious, King of hell had staked him to a tree for hundred years till Singto got control over the powers.

He wasn't angry at Lucifer per se, he understands God of hell had to do what he did.

He was furious with himself that he wasn't  strong enough to think clear through it. Although, those hundred years had made him realize many things and also helped him better understand souls and human realm.
He also developed powers to manipulate all five elements, he kept this discovery under wraps though. More power means more competition which meant more squirmishes with power-hungry demon lords. And Singto loves his peace.

People die to acquire it, people die by acquiring it. Such fickle thing power was! And as much as Singto loved taste of it, he tries to remain as far from it as possible. Thus, he had tried to stay away from wars. Also, since the creation of human females, Singto's  resolve to not harm females and children gets tested in each war. So it was better to stay away from wretched wars until their existence is threatened.

Although his so called noble resolve brings him jeering names such as angel of hell , Singto had no thoughts to act opposite.

Deciding he had spent enough time in his head, Singto focused his attention on Lucifer who was spitting fire with his speech.

" At the time of the creation of earth, It was decided that demons will have equal rights and influence as Gods, over the earth. Thus, we accepted to rule  earth along with heavenlings rather than acquiring it as our own. Yet ,those so called righteous heavenlings have decieved us again. They had taken control over earth, beguiled humans and produced those halflings with half angel bloods who keep killing our brethern.
Although they call us tricksters, tricks is all they have up their sleeves. Rather than ruling fairly and focus on earthlings, all they do is keep eliminating us. They had breached the peace treaty again and again yet we remained tolerating, now, they have dared to harm our kind, it is time to show gods that demons can protect themselves and their rights. "

" War..." the hall was filled with demands of war and war cries.

Singto pursed his lips in disdain. War ! How small these three words were ...but the consequences were such that neither gods nor demons escape them.

Lucifer raised a hand and the chaotic crowd of attendees fell silent .
" If my demons want War...War is what they will get. Conquer earth ! "

Singto felt his ear drums thrumming as the hall erupted in to loud cheers, shouting and applauding the Demon King.

Lucifer nodded in acknowledgement while raising his arms, palms outwards, signaling the crowd to tone down their excitement.

"Next week, we will be celebrating our victory over puny cheatling. Prince Singto and General Rega will lead the war of victory over the earth. " Lucifer announced, he noticed Singto raising an eyebrow at the sudden order yet decided to ignore it for Singto was best strategist and fighter that will win war for them with lowest casualties as possible.  " To the demons. " Lucifer snapped his fingers and an ornate gold glass filled with blood red wine appread out of nowhere, he took a sip and his demons followed.

Not keen on partaking in demon enjoyments that he was so graciously offered, Singto , along with his trusted demon underling 'Noha', went to scourge the divine army troops and their leaders.

He was keen on seeing firsthand if the rumors about human commander Rojanapat were true ? Poor soul ! Singto already felt bad for the humans who was pitched against unmerciful demons.

Their majestic black wings on full stretch, they flew over the beautiful mountains and rivers on earth, till they reached a clearing called ' Key valley ', as the name suggested, it was a key — to outer realms. The ground was potent with supernatural energies lurking around it, especially when blue moon was just a week away,the day when the portal would open for some minutes and any supernatural being, good or evil can travel to earth without using their energy or power.

Lucifer had planned to pass his army through the portal. And that is why Singto came to inspect the grounds, best place to open the portal that would also serve as their shield until army could assemble together.

Landing swiftly on his feets, Singto swept a gaze over the vast clearing at the foothill, bending down, he smirked feeling a pinch of soil in his hand, loose soil — good material for a storm !

Reaching for his hidden pocket in leather coat, Singto brought out the deep black seeds and a vessel of hell's water.

Emptying his treasure on the ground he watched as the seeds wriggled and dug themselves deep under the earth.
Grow well my loves. Singto started watering each seed made hole on the ground and filled it with soil.
Singto caressed the wet soil where seed had just wriggled ...

" Master " Noha interrupted him before he could share parting words with his favourite fauna–spawns.

Singto turned his gaze towards the man Noha was pointing at. " Human ..." the demon hissed. The revelation peaked Singto's curiosity, he hid behind the oak tree along with Noha.

The human commander had his back towards them, " something is not right here, ask others to vacate the place " he heard the human commander asking. As if the vassal had heard this command regularly before, he answered with " te, commander Rojanapat " before ordering the men to vacate the place.

Singto's  curiosity peaked at highest when the human didn't  accompany his mate's but stayed behind, drawing his sword out of sheath, the commander looked skyward, pointing tip of his sword skyward he chanted something that made his sword glow blue, Noha gasped seeing divine markings.

Singto too gasped, simply at the ethereal beauty the human possessed. Fire of hell and glaciers of heaven put together couldn't forge a beauty like commander Rojanapat.

Singto leaned forward, not caring a  bit if human could see him, he needed to get a closer look.

Commander Rojanapat opened his eyes, glanced towards their general direction  before stabbing the sword right in to the ground with all his might.

Singto could hear the high pitched screams of agony from the dying devil's vines. The ground turned black as their blood seeped in to the ground.
Noah clamped his palms over his ears, Singto simply relished in the fear exuded by the fauna and his companion.

Beautiful ! Singto thought as the commander walked over the ground, fire following his trail, he looked like blazing sun ... Arthit ! He thought ...

........

"Master🥰😍..." A beaming Arthit shook Kongpob by shoulders until the dozing man woke up. Kongpob had dozed off on the side of the bed while Bright was educating Arthit in the centre.

" Master😖😑 ..."  The impatient merman kept shaking his master's shoulder until the latter reluctantly opened his eyes.

As soon as Kongpob's  groggy eyelids parted enough to very considered a slit, Arthit shoved the small portable whiteboard in range of Kongpob's vision.
" See, Arthit is so smart😎. He can write sentences now, only after 2 hour of learning human language🤴🐕. " Arthit wagged his nonexistent tail, obviously proud of himself.

Kong squinted his eyes open and could barely make sense of what was written in a crawly, barely legible handwriting.

" I m Arthet . I was leveng in d c. Den I kum here on d land. Arthet find master gud. Kongpob is buteful"

" How is it ? Good right . Arthit wrote 5 whole sentences🥳 , so he can get five ice-cream desert as reward right 🐣🙃? "

" No. " Bright answered for Kong " half of what you wrote is wrong. "

" Is not.😐 " Arthit countered. " Is it, master😮 ? This human keeps confusing Arthit😖. He says paid and laid are pronounced same but then Arthit should say Said like bread🤷‍♂️ . Does it even make sense 🤦? And not to forget , he taught me, C is said like see but Sea is written with S ? Why? 🙇‍♂️" Arthit folded his hands , his cheek puffed in mild anger, lips curled in beautiful pout , he declared to two baffled humans " Arthit will write ' C ' for see. And CT for sit. It makes sense. Education should be logical🤔 . Isn't it master🥺 ? "

Kong's sleepy brain had only produced a slacked jaw as response to Arthit's rambling.

" see merman, " Bright addressed through clenched teeth " I have been explaining you since last one and half hour , these are the rules here, okay? You pronounce and write it as it's instructed. "

" You are teaching rules to a prince😤?" Arthit fumed, turning instantly towards Kong, he pleaded with best puppy dog eyes he could muster " Can I please eliminate him, master 🥺? Pretty please. He is getting on my nerves since last two hours.  "

Bright's eyes widened at this, as he had firsthand seen the disaster this merman could wreak.

" Arthit..." Kong calmed the merman ruffled feathers by gently caressing his shoulders, " You can't do that to anyone. Besides, Phi Bright is your teacher na ..."

" But, he doesn't  even know who started A B C D😠 ..not even why there are only 26 alphabets in English language🤖 ..."

" Even your master doesn't  know " Bright quipped.

" So ? My master is not a teacher 🤷‍♂️. You are🧐 " Arthit pointed accusing finger at Bright.

" Arthit, This is how languages are. Some things doesn't make sense at first. There are bunch of rules you must follow. "

" But, Arthit doesn't  like rules that makes no sense. Why is it that there, their, they're sound same but spelt differently . And read and read are spelt same but not pronounced same ? Can't  we write different and speak different ? Sometimes letter suddenly become silent , but didn't  anyone tell them to forget anger and makeup among themselves ? Their silence is bothering to the people who have to learn it right ? "

Kongpob kept silent throughout Arthit's  rant, he was barely controlling laughter bubbling up his throat but laughing out
would hurt Arthit so he kept mum.

Knot, who was sleeping on the other side of bed had woken up somewhere mid banter.

" Arthit " he addressed the merman, " If you promise to let us sleep peacefully tonight, I will try to guide you to my level best so you can have easy time learning English. "

" Promise ? " Arthit asked , Knot simply nodded before closing his eyes again.

Arthit snapped his finger, all the humans in the room instantly slipped in to peaceful slumber.

Arthit smiled at the prospect of another day. He must learn the language quickly to start writing the journal.

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Age old magic swirled in the air, drawing the fallen angels and lower demons alike to the two storey apartment of the human housing the merman.

Phana dashed towards the emerald aura brilliantly radiating around the building.  Finally ! He had found the light and he will restore it to heavens where it rightfully belonged. Demons would not stand a chance . He will make sure, his efforts pay full unlike centuries ago...

😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇

A/N : Not edited / Not brilliantly written. But I am happy I could put something together to take a step forward towards completion of this story.

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