Satan: Looks like you're wrong.

The devil really was teeming with some energy that even you could see. He tightened his grip on your waist and spoke.

Satan: Solomon's son/daughter is next to me, and he/she us furious that him/her friend is dead. I am the devil of fury. The rage of Solomon's son/daughter... Is flowing directly into me.

Heat colored his red eyes which scanned you sweetly.

Satan: Your rage. It is very sweet. Simply mouthwatering. Such that i want to swallow you whole.

His feverish eyes stared at you wetly. Satan slipped his hand up from your waist and shoved them inside your ripped clothes. It was so sudden and you are shocked.

Y/n: It's hot....!!!

Now looking like you were pretty much in his arms, you trembled. You could feel strange feeling you never felt. As you blushed, the scarlet eyes that saw it curved into crescent moons with the corners of his lips. Power like black shadows burst from his body like an exploding bomb.

Satan: I think I can kill even God right now.

Angel?: What happened to the contract...?!

The angel widened his eyes in utmost surprise, then ground his teeth as though he realized something.

Angel?: ....Solomon....!

He growled, as though he was calling upon the name of an old enemy. At the same time, he also glared at you.

Angel?: Alright. I'll go back for today. But....

The angel raised his huge scythe and sharply slit open his own chest!

Y/n: .....?!?!

Scarled blood began flowing from his chest, and he swung the bloody scythe in your director.

Y/n: Urgh....?!

The moment the drops of blood from the scythe touched you, they transformed to scorch marks and became ash as they disappeared. The blood that touched your bare chest was absorbed into the skin like water on a sponge and left unfathomable words. It branded you.

Satan: That damned bastard...!

Angel?: I'll be seeing you again. Did I say that?

With those last words, the angel gradually faded away into thin air. Almost at the same time, you slapped Satan's arm away and collapsed on the ground.

Y/n: Minhyeok-! Minhyeok-!!

Minhyeok didn't answer. Tears filled your eyes, fell down, filled up again, and sloshed down.

Satan: That guy's dead.

Y/n: .....It's all my fault. He was trying to protect me....!

Satan: It's not the time for you to say that. Because you can die at any moment now.

Y/n: Pardon....?

He pointed at the strange characters on your chest.

Satan: That's a brand that angels use to mark their next prey. You can't evade the angels when you're branded. Once you're branded, hundreds and thousands of young angels will flock to you like piranhas on smelling you and devour you without leaving behind a single bone. No....You're Solomon's son/daughter so they might not let the young angels touch you. But the three Seraphim will try to cut you into three pieces and share by themselves.

Y/n: That doesn't matter.

At the sadness and rage boiling inside you, you didn't realize that you were no longer speaking politely.

Y/n: If you really are a devil, save Minhyeok. I don't care what you take from me.

Satan: Then...

Y/n: Oh, wait. Before you do take it, give me time to erase my hard drive.

Satan: ....?

Y/n: It would be nice if you could give me time to delete my internet history as well....

Satan grinned when you murmured urgently. Satan bent his knees and met your eye-level.

Satan: Son/Daughter of Solomon. I am here to take you.

Y/n: Son/Daughter of Solomon...?

Satan: That's right. So come to Hell with me.

He raised a hand with sharp glinting nails.

Satan: When I'm next to you like this, it's much too simple to do things like saving that human.

Y/n: ....Then I'll help. So, save my friend Minhyeok.

Unable to identify what situation you're in, or if this situation was even real. You ended up uttering wordsyou shouldn't have voiced at seeing Minhyeok in a pool of red after trying to save you. But you didn't know. What results it would bring.

Y/n: But it doesn't matter. I have to save Minhyeok. Because....

Y/n: I know that devils grant you a wish if you make contracts with them. I will go to Hell. But....Please help my friend Minhyeok.

You were worried in case Satan felt displeased or disinterested in your offer....

Satan: Haha! HAHAHA!!

When he roared with laughter, the objects in the room flew around and exploded with it. Even as he laughed with his mouth wide open, he stared at you with his large eyes. You were feeling goosebumps from it, when Satan shoved his face in yours.

Satan: You indeed are a descendant of Solomon. Trying to form a contract the moment you meet a devil. "He" did that too at first. It was arrogant but charming. It's a relief I didn't smash his head in at that time. Hehe.

He nodded with exaggerated movements.

Satan: Devils keep their promises. They don't lie either. Your words just now became a contract and were recorded on a blank page in the Lemegeton. I must respond to your contract.

Said Satan, who grabbed your cheeks and swallowed your lips. When his hot lips swirled roughly in your mouth, you frantically responded to them. You had no choice but to. Because Satan's kiss was hotter, sweeter, and more pleasant than any other that you experienced. After licking the deepest parts of your mouth, he slowly detached his lips from yours and caught your eyes.

Y/n: ....Does thus validify the contract?

Satan: I just kissed you because I wanted to.

Y/n: ?!

Satan's lips didn't recede, and stayed a breath away like they would touch again at any time. Thanks to that, his words pushed into your mouth again. Like his tongue did.

Satan: Your wish has already come true. The moment you arrive in Hell, that will wake up like nothing happened, at the place it was before arriving here.

Said Satan, and pulled away as he extended a hand. The moment you took it, your body floated into the air.

Y/n: Huhhh....!

Satan: It's time to go to Hell.

Under your and Satan's feet, Minhyeok's lifeless body flinched. You felt relieved, then afraid at your destination Hell a little too late and asked.

Y/n: ....Can't we go somewhere other than Hell? Why does it have to be Hell....

When your tears were about to well up again at the word Hell, Satan smiled as though saying "You don't get it". He wrapped his arm firmly around your waist like he did when he first met you, and spoke in a melodious voice.

Satan: What in Hell is bad?

Just like that, you sank slowly and softly.