Captured alive by the devil, I would rather die than submit

I am still conscious, although I dare not emphasize this to anyone, but I still... At least to myself, I am still conscious.

I know that we have come to the hell of the past, I know, I also know, what Asmodeus did to me in the past hell, and I know what Lucifer did to me in order to protect me, and now, my body is asleep, but my spirit is not.

I was like a ghost wandering in the darkness of myself.

Lucifer seems to have found Beelzebub as his ally again, and the other me seems to be entangled by a boy who looks like a girl.

I always feel that the other me is very nasty, and always attracts the opposite sex to surround me, and although it seems to maintain the purity of an angel, I always feel that it is just her disguise. In fact, she enjoys being surrounded by the opposite sex. This kind of desire, enjoying the desire to be loved by the devil, even though it looks awkward, but he is very happy in his heart.

If I say that, it means that I have such a character in my original self.

Now lying next to me is a thin girl, and she is sleeping peacefully while calling my fingers.

I don't know why, but I ended up being assigned to sleep with Beelzebub.

The palace built by Lucifer is obviously very large, why there is only one bed, why not make some rooms, why must we learn the style of Asmodeus.

More importantly, why the other me didn't make such a suggestion? Is it because I can sleep with the Demon King openly.

I'm so scared.

Although I do have a fear of another me showing a side that's too...depraved.

But now I am more afraid of Beelzebub sleeping next to me.

He is obviously a gluttonous demon, why is he so thin?

The slender legs clamped my lower body, leaned close to my side, wrapped my arms around me, and put my fingers in my mouth, feeling very sticky and warm.

It's a good thing she didn't bite, otherwise I would be really... scared.

But at the end of the day, why did Beelzebub and I sleep together.

A huge bed is divided into several different spaces, which can be regarded as a room.

That being the case, why don't you separate me from Beelzebub.

Why do you have to sleep with someone?

Even so...but it's useless to say any more now.

With such a fearful "incomplete" mood, I felt the warmth of the devil girl's saliva and the softness of her tongue. The tender tongue kept slipping between my fingers, and I was sobbing.

It's not a matter of resentment, and I'm just too scared.

After all, this is the demon of gluttony.

But compared to Lucifer, Asmodeus, and Leviathan, Beelzebub always feels less like a demon...Because it feels like she doesn't do anything other than like to eat, and basically doesn't say anything, and doesn't even have any emotional reactions.

Her body is really warm, although she is very thin, she seems to be full of vitality.

"Mmm..."

Oh no!so terrible!Beelzebub stuffed my whole hand into his mouth.

Although the body is so thin, why can the mouth grow so big? If I had to describe it, it would probably be like a shark, and the teeth are also very sharp.

Is it too hungry? It seems that Lucifer and "I" went to find something to eat, but in the end they only brought back a naked teenager.

Although that young man was indeed very beautiful.

Sure enough, Beelzebub is what I am most concerned about. If I want to say why, because she is sleeping next to me now, calling for my hand, and it seems that she has swallowed the part of my wrist.

If I was really bitten to death or eaten by Beelzebub, that would be a kind of destination. It would be better to be killed by a demon than to fall.

The other me is now a fallen angel, and I seem to be very happy with the devil, and I can talk to both Lucifer and Leviathan.

Although I am a little disgusted, I still envy her somewhat, not because of anything else, but because I feel a little lonely, why is she so popular, and I can only stay by myself, no one cares about me, and no one cares about me.

I still remember that when it split, it was in the ocean of the human world, and Goloy threw me into the sea casually.

Is it because of gender?

But isn't the essence of an angel a spirit body?

Is it possible to inherit the main part of the original "I" just because that is a woman?

Is it just because I'm a man that I'm treated as an accessory?

In this way, lying with Beelzebub doesn't feel very bad, at least it's better than lying alone.

"Well……"

Beelzebub has already swallowed my wrist. I am really curious about the structure of her body.

That's why she got closer to me.

But they have already swallowed so deeply, and the teeth are so sharp, but they didn't bite me. I always feel that they are intentionally treating me so gently, although the word "gentle" is a bit strange.

Looking back, since the separation, it was the first time for me to be treated so intimately. Although I don't know if the word "close" is appropriate, I still feel better about this feeling...

I'm just a broken spirit that no one cares about, and now I can't even control my own body.

Thinking about it this way, I'm actually not that scared anymore.

But how long will this kind of thing continue...

Chapter 44. A sense of immorality

After a lot of fuss, Lucifer built another palace just like before, although I always wanted to ask why it was built so big but empty, imitating the style of Asmodeus’ palace. There is only one bed inside, but the entire huge stone bed is indeed separated by a stone wall, so why not just build some rooms separately?

In the end, Lucifer slept alone, Goloy slept with Leviathan, Beelzebub slept with Samieri, and I slept with Famda.

Lying on the hard stone bed, I can't fall asleep. First of all, I feel that someone is thinking about me all the time, which feels weird.

Secondly, it is about my adaptability. It has been a few days since I came to this hell. Both Goloy and I seem to have gradually adapted to the harsh environment here, and I have to lament my strong adaptability.

My legs are half-bent and I am lying on my side, but I have no intention of going to sleep now, not because of anything else but because of Famda beside me.

My back is facing him at the moment, I don’t know if it’s because of the habit of the dragon, Famda seems to be very excited, and keeps making "snoring, snorting" sounds, really looking forward, rubbing his head on my back from time to time , but I don't want to talk to him.

However, Goloy seems to be a little dissatisfied with me sleeping with Famda, but he has no right to speak to make changes. Sometimes he really feels that this guy is so weak.

After a while, the sound of "snoring and snoring" disappeared. I thought this guy must be tired seeing me ignoring him all the time, so he fell asleep.

But not long after, I suddenly felt heat coming from my cheeks, and I subconsciously opened my eyes, startled, Famda poked his head over from behind me, and looked at me motionless.

If it was Goloy, I should have beat him up long ago, but Famda... is a dragon after all, it feels more like having a pet than a person.

And even though he was male, he couldn't tell from his appearance at all, his delicate and lovely face was like a succubus.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, before I could say anything, he suddenly laughed, showing his sharp canine teeth, and then threw himself on me.

Strangely enough, I didn't yell out loud, not that this is normal, but something lurking in my mind and inside me that prevented me from doing so.

The dragon is on top of me, wrapping me under me, and in retrospect, the person who did it last time is now sleeping with the Leviathan.

Famda gently raised one hand, showing a curious expression, and carefully touched the side of my face with his warm fingers.

My heartbeat is getting faster and faster, what is going on, what is the situation now, it should be an urgent matter, but I am unusually calm, even as if I am expecting something.

No, not anticipation, but the acknowledgment of the fact that it is not just what is happening on the surface at this moment, but something that is already destined in my soul and life.

Seeing that I didn't resist...or didn't express any dissatisfaction with his behavior, Famda slowly bent down, his long red hair fell from his shoulders, little by little, he completely leaned against my body, and I felt his temperature, which was the temperature of evil, the temperature of a dragon, and the temperature of a demon.

is the temperature of death.

The moment it stuck to my body, Famda took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

My body was very hot, it must be because of the environment, although I was a little reluctant, I still raised a hand hesitantly, put it on his back, and hugged him gently.

What the hell am I doing, I shouldn't be doing this kind of thing, the other party is even an irrational beast.

I can feel that my reason is very weak, and some kind of strong desire is circling in my mind.

The dragon invaded my chest, as if it wanted to immerse my soul from there, but some green and rough movements aroused a feeling in my heart that I had never felt before.

It was completely different from Goloy back then.

The greedy nature of this beast can be seen at a glance. As a spirit body, angels can't feel this kind of feeling at first, but now I really feel the instinct of the evil beast.

This reminded me of something hazy in my mind.

Yes, I remembered, it was Stura, the evil beast and big bird who wanted to catch me back to satisfy my desires when I first arrived in hell. It was so scary back then.

But now, unknowingly, my arms have actively embraced this slender body.

Where is my fear of the beast? The dragon, the king of all beasts, represents lies and evil, the most vicious of all beasts... yet so soft and delightful.

The dragon raised its head slowly, and at this moment I looked at it with half-closed eyes, Famda's appearance changed a little, and he looked more wild and dissolute, no, this description is inappropriate, accurate Said it became more dragon-like, the serpent I saw invading Eden.

The eyes are so bright in such a dim environment. They are the eyes of a snake. The slender needle-shaped pupils made me stunned for a moment. It licked its lips with its tongue. The length of the tongue is much longer than that of a human, and there are things like scales on it, no wonder it is so rough.

That intense restlessness is even more violent now...

Looking at the appearance of this dragon, I swallowed the saliva in my mouth, and I can feel why the human beings fell back then.

this is how...

how……

What a wonderful beast.

I believe this is a masterpiece from the hand of God, not some evil beast. If God wanted to create an evil beast, he would not have made it so soft and beautiful.

I raised my hand and stroked his cheek.

Famda seemed to understand what I meant, and didn't indulge his desire, but posted it again with a slightly disappointed expression.

What happened to me? I can feel that my sanity and purity are dissipating, and my body is gradually replacing me as everything. Things like this...

I can feel that something is wrong with me, but I can't stop. What is the reason? Is it because of Samieri? Because I was split into two, so I also became vulnerable.

The dragon let out a low moan.

No, I'm not wrong, Samieri is just a weak part of me, the pure part of me is still in the body, it has not been split, and I can't have some strange thoughts anymore.

But now, I have not only tasted the taste of the devil, but also tasted the taste of the beast, which makes me afraid, can I still be regarded as a pure angel? This question is something I have never forgotten, and I always have to ask myself.

Forget it, for sure, I still have the purity of my body, my most important place has not been defiled, what I am doing now is just... a kind of...

As if someone was sighing in my ear, the lamenting voice made me even more irritable, why did things become like this, didn't I do enough, so what if I indulged myself a little bit.

Where did this dragon come from, what can it give sinners, did sinners create dragons or dragons created sinners, at least physically it gave sinners enough desire without making sinners feel guilty.

Because he is a beast, not a human, so I don't need to feel guilty.

"Slow down, don't worry." I whispered in Famda's ear in a breathy voice. "Nights without time... are long."

Chapter 45. The Demon King's Meditation

I couldn't fall asleep, not because of Leviathan lying beside me, but because of Lipatia.

I have a premonition, this is my premonition as a descendant of Lucifer, my premonition as a demon king, and my premonition as a demon.

It's also my hunch as Lipatia's companion.

Looking back now, I was too careless and didn't pay enough attention. After coming to the hell of this era, Lipatia's situation seems to have deteriorated a bit.

Yes, I realized that after Lipatia split, that is, after being split into Lipatia and Samieri, the feminine half felt distinctly wrong.

Lipatia's original character was stubborn but cute, and her heart was very soft. She often disagreed with her heart about many things.

But now it is also obvious that Lipatia's temper is getting more and more irritable, and it is pure irritableness rather than the feeling of "inconsistency" (tsundere).I'm afraid it has something to do with the split.

Especially the dragon named Famda brought back by Lipatia...

Although Lipatia is kind, she is not kind to everyone. I know Lipatia very well. She is an angel with a clear distinction between love and hatred. She has no mercy on damned demons, especially beasts. Lipatia has never There are times when he shows kindness to beasts, but this time...

What I am most worried about now is that the difference between Samieri and Lipatia is not only a split in gender and personality, but also a split between good and evil.

If so, the situation is serious.

Although it sounds cruel to say so.

But this king doesn't need a fallen angel.

If Lipatia has really fallen, then she has lost her value, and the original plan made by this king is useless.

And there is another point... that is, the Lipatia I love is not a fallen angel, but a kind-hearted angel. Although she sometimes has a stubborn attitude, her heart is always bright and kind.