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Warning; 

This story contains NSFW stuff, violence, drugs, foul language and such that may be inappropriate for others, read on your own risk. 

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My mother language is not english so grammar misstakes may appear and some spelling errors!

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The legends tell of an ancient story about a powerful demon named Betsalel, a demon; forgotten and swept under the carpet for many many years, until he woke up in the 2000 century for the last time to forever seal his faith.

In hell, Betsalel still holds the position as the 8th prince, being the avatar of Violence.

A fallen whos name that never been mentioned among humans during the modern days; But back then

Betsalel was known for being ruthless and crushed anything in his path, he was fearless, fierce, and would end someone quick enough if they got in his way for his plans. 

And yet, foolish humans summoned Betsalel upon earth for their greed, to win wars, they were power hungry and naive, and choosing Betsalel was not the best of choice to summon, but rumors said if he was once summoned, he would become your familiar in war, or your helper when breeding didn't work as planned. 

But they missed out on a lot of things;

Betsalel is a demon who does not obey anyone, you never know where you have him, and even the devil himself wouldn't turn to Betsalel for favors. He is not someone to trust.

Betsalel is a liar.

A reckless liar, who will tear someone apart, wearing a smile on his face.

Screaming humans, lower-ranked demons, forever trapped souls stuck in the deepest pits of hell, all begging for mercy and pleading for their lives was music to his ears, and the warmth of their blood painting his body as he tore them apart, he would bathe in it. 

Death is all Betsalel ever enjoyed, and still do, today.

But this would change quickly when Betsalel was summoned upon the earth for the very last time, and yet again by a greedy human.

Once Betsalel was summoned upon the earth, a war broke out between heaven and hell, a war about conquering humanity and Earth.

Betsalel how so ever lost this war, and his body was dismembered and was put in 6 different statues to seal him away for good by an Angel, 

a reaper angel; controlling life and death, The one and only concurrent Betsalel had, his worst enemy and his downfall, Marat.

Betsalel was sealed off for centuries until a desperate, foolish human managed to help Betsalel out yet again; in hope for Betsalel to help him with his sick wife who dearly wished for a child before her passing. And of course, the liar himself said he would gladly help him out, but once he was freed, the poor man got possessed by Betsalel and fled the place he'd been locked up inside for so long with a new body.

Betsalel was how so ever; still weak from being cut up and held behind angelic sealings, so the poor human's body couldn't give Betsalel enough power to flee that far until Marat once again showed up to take him down for good.

Marat captured the weak Betsalel and forced him out from the human civilization, leading him into a deserted forest area where he put Betsalel in hell chains so he could never run away again, a curse that whenever he tried to flee the chains would burn Betsalel to death. Marat then to be sure he never would flee, sent Betsalel into a deep slumber and hid his sleeping body; buried under the ground.

It was calm and quiet from Betsalel's side for many years, until that one day, where a male named Vero came into the picture, and Betsalel woke up for the very last time.

It all started at the age of 15 where the boy Vero, who originally was named Victor got kidnapped and sold on a black market.

Victor before that lived a normal life, he had a mom, a dad, and his beloved twin brother Sebastian.

Victor and Sebastian were two hyper boys who always got themselves in trouble, even as kids would nothing hold them back to pull off mischievous pranks on neighbors or classmates. But one thing was for sure, they were always together, nothing could separate the twins.

Victor and Sebastian even at times took advantage of being monozygotic twins, often mindfucking the teachers, classmates, and friends on who was who, and sometimes did they manage to trick their mom and dad with it, just to slip out of trouble. Sometimes did it work.. sometimes not. But they didn't care at all since it all was just for fun.

But there was one thing that made them different; Fighting. And it was shown clearly from both their sides at the age of 13.

Victor was usually the twin getting in fistfights to protect his brother if someone dared to lay a hand on him. 

Sebastian, on the other hand, hated violence, and was more cowardly and would usually flee if he could, and when this sparked out; could people easily figure out who was who.

Victor how so also had a problem with his temper, the tiniest thing could peeve him off easily and he would jump onto someone and hit them, he didn't hesitate for a second, even teachers have had a fist in their face from Victor.

As soon as both boys hit puberty at the age of 13; Victor became more violent and it didn't change or got better, it grew worse.

This eventually led to Victor starting with taekwondo with strict orders from his parents to ease his anger out more and tire him out so he wouldn't be so violent in school.

And Sebastian joined him, he wanted to support his brother and try to learn something, but Sebastian was often very cowardly in class, while Victor advanced faster and got in higher ranks fast, the taekwondo training helped Victor a lot to get back to focus in school and phone calls home got lesser within time.

After two years of training, Victor eventually advanced up to Blue belt and was just a few months away from his taekwondo match, when a new girl suddenly showed up in class. 

This stunned Victor as he didn't know newcomers could pop in, in the middle of a semester and this close to their next match.

The smaller girl how so, approached Victor and tried to befriend him.

He couldn't be mean, especially not in this class.

He let go of his pride he had for the moment and begun to speak to the new girl, she was kind and told they just had moved into town and found this training location, so with her also being a blue belt there was no problem for her to jump in and begin to train as usual.

She also said she had a little sister who was deaf was gonna begin school and mentioned Victor's school's name.

He was chocked cause neither him or Sebastian have heard of this new family, but he didn't think of it too much and would offer himself to show her sister around school whenever she started, and he would prepare things for them to write on so he could at least communicate with her in some way. 

The girl was happy, almost too happy about it.

And yet Victor couldn't see the warning signs, nobody could.

Months passed after the first encounter with the new girl, named Emma and her sister Stephanie.

Victor had kept his promise and had shown Stephanie around school and overtime did she grew close to both Victor and Sebastian.

She would often hang around them and their friends when she was free from her private classes,

and she also comes to watch Victor and Emma practice in taekwondo classes, but yet no signs were shown for Victor, as an utterly strange man he assumed was their father, eventually begun to show up a lot more often with Stephanie, and just sat there watching them practice.

And in school was she always sticking around more then she used too. Victor didn't think of but rather thought of it like Stephanie had a crush on him, and he didn't mind that, but he did not feel that way towards her.

One day where Victor, Sebastian, Stephanie, and their friend hid somewhere to smoke they begun to talk about a party a friend would have the same night to celebrate Victor's upcoming match tomorrow. When, what time and where, and as usual Victor and Sebastian who often at this point would sneak out to party would follow the plan they have been doing for the last year, one sneaking out ahead and waits for the other one since one had to stay home and distract their mom and dad, and this time was it Sebastian's turn to distract their mom and dad while Victor would sneak out ahead and wait for him on their special meeting spot.

No one bothered to "tell" Stephanie about it since she was deaf, and it would probably be boring for her.

But that was what they thought.

Later that night, Victor and Sebastian packed their stuff to wear on the party, their alcohol then Victor snuck out from the window and hid at their hiding spot.

And just as planned, Victor suddenly gets grabbed from behind and his mouth gets covered in a wet cloth.

He tries to fight whatever is holding him with all his might but not even his fighting skills could get him free, he was held back by someone way bigger than him. He kept struggling until his vision got blurred out, feeling how all muscles in his body begun to numb, slowly dazing off. He was drugged and taken away quickly into the dark where nobody could see Victor's kidnapper or him.

And when he wakes up he lies in a trunk, hidden under the second layer of a car floor, not that Victor could see it because his head was covered by a dark fabric bag, tightly wrapped around his neck. 

He wasn't sure for how long he had been down there, or for how long the ride took.

All Victor could remember was he was scared, and his body was sore, so sore too the point he began to cry.

He tried screaming, but that was also blocked out by another gag at his mouth, he was helpless and all he could do was just to wait until they had stopped the car.

And at some points, Victor could have sworn it felt like he was out on the ocean, on a boat taking him away from his beloved U.K, his family, his friends, and the most important thing he had, Sebastian, his dear twin.

After a week of laying in the car trunk, the boat finally stops moving and the car engine was heard, and it didn't take long until the car was on the move again.

Victor was exhausted, hungry and so thirsty, but he never gave up even if it felt like he was dying, all he had on his mind was too flee as soon as the car stopped. But it took another 6 hours before the car stopped and the sound of people was heard mumbling.

The car trunk flew open and the starved and weak Victor was pulled out, feeling something metallic wrapping around his wrists, then a click; He was cuffed, and the sound of chains rustling was heard before he was forcefully yanked away again.

Where the hell was he?

Victor could barely walk from been laying down for over a week now, his legs didn't work as he wanted and he would usually trip and get dragged up with force, he still couldn't scream since he was gagged, but the pain was unbearable, and he couldn't stop crying.

After walking for around 20 minutes, they finally stop, and Victor collapses to his knees. He couldn't walk anymore all of his strength was gone, and finally after so long with being trapped in the dark, the fabric bag is torn off and Victor gets ungagged.

He gasps out to take in the fresh air and tries to see around his surroundings, even if his eyes hurt from the sudden sunlight.

But it didn't last long until Victor was thrown into a cage, next too other children around his age.

All of them, just like Victor; were starved, hungry, but most of all; scared. 

It didn't take long before Victor let the sight of this sink in of this place, the cages, the angry men screaming around them.

it was the Blackmarket, and Victor was going to be sold for child slavery.

He sat back, hiding in the back of the cage as he begins to ponder about how this happened, and yet again it didn't take that long,

The new girls, Stephanie, had faked being deaf, and have heard everything Sebastian and him talked about. The older man that she said was her father, stood in front of Victor's cage and just stared at him with a vicious smile. 

this all was set up and planned ever since Emma had stepped into the taekwondo class, it was a trap all along and Victor was the unlucky one who fell into their grasp for being there that day.

He was going to die, Victor was so sure of it at this point, he wanted to scream, break something, he wanted to get back home.

But home was the last place he could get to now, and it did not take long before the auction started and Victor was first up.

Once more he was forcefully yanked out of the cage by the chains he had at his wrists, getting tugged and dragged along.

Victor kept his head hanging low as he was brought up on the scene, and people immediately began to offer high bids on him. 

Victor glances out, staring at the audience with disgust and hate. And with the last strength, he had Victor begun to struggle against the men holding him, Victor wasn't going to give up so easily, he would try dying to get free, and jumps in the kick the one holding him behind his knee cap to make him fall. It worked but that was enough for Victor to as he had zero strength left. And he was soon going to regret it deeply. Seeing more men come towards Victor he shuts his eyes tightly, awaiting his doom.

But instead was he met with soft manly voice, just nearby him, outbidding everyone in the auction to buy Victor.

No one said a word, and the seller took his offer and lent over Victor too him after the auction was closed.

Victor was dragged away again, but by this time by other men holding him, and the man's voice he heard before.

Before Victor and his buyer left the place he made sure to feed the starving Victor, by force as he refused to take in food and water, then moved him inside of another pickup, and he was once again on the run, in a car for many many hours, but this time at least fed and he was able to see until they reached a mansion like area.

Victor once again met by the fabric bag and the car didn't stop rolling. 

What Victor didn't know was that they took him further out, perhaps another 2 hours drive into a deserted forest before the car stopped.

He was led inside a building before his bag would get pulled off.

Stunned, Victor took a look around the new surrounding, feeling sick to his stomach. He rather preferred the market then this prison-like place.

Cages were places all around the building and were crowded with people, all kind of men was inside here, from Victor's age and up too at least 30.

The building was filled with the stench of blood, vomits, piss and other horrible things he couldn't explain.

He tried to flee, and now that he had regained some strength from eating, it was harder to keep the chained Victor under control.

Victor kept coming at them with kicks, throwing his tied up fists at them, even bit one of them until they bled.

His buyer did not approve of this and watched Victor cause a scene. But he only smirked at Victor as the words 

"Take him to castration, I can not have such a wild boy, the training would be more difficult with all that aggression he bears."

Victor froze, was this old man serious, he was going to castrate him?

And just as he thought it couldn't get worse, it did.

Before the castration happened they took Victor into another room and shaved all his hair off.

Then into the next one where he would get his barcode tattoo, and he received the number "0028" 

meaning that Victor was the 28th person to be brought into this madhouse.

And the worst was saved for last, the castration.

With force they managed to tye Victor up; his hands, legs, feet and his mouth too prevent him from biting or spitting.

They injected the first dose of the medication, the first step towards training and brainwashing Victor for cage fighting.

To try once again to create the perfect fighter.

After a few months when the castration shot was stable, Victor's training begun for real.

He underwent a lot of physical and mental abuse, whips, burns, getting tattooed on his thighs whenever he succeeded with a kill.

He was often locked inside a dark room where they would let him sit for days until his mind was blank.

More shots, more drugs to make sure Victor was under their control. Anything a teen shouldn't go through.

But what was hardest for Victor was his first kill.

During the times when he sat in a cell did Victor have company from a teen at the same age as him next to his cell.

These two often chatted and talked when the guards weren't around and if they were caught talking to each other both would get tased.

The boy was named Colin, and just like Victor had they brought them here for the same reason; fighting.

Victor and colin grew close even if they couldn't interact so much, but both felt it, they could trust each other.

And that was something the guards eventually caught up on, and it went against the rules.

Both of them were tossed into the ring and had to fight each other until one died.

Victor how so took Colin down, both the boys crying their eyes out as they knew this had to be done.

Colin in his last breath encouraged Victor to do it, trying to calm Victor with the words it's fine, and Colin would get to a better place, and Victor had to keep fighting to live, for himself and Colin.

Victor knew it too and put Colin out from his misery, but he refused to let go of his best friend's body. He clung onto it with all his might that guards had to tase Victor off from from him. 

When he was removed from him did they move Colin's corpse to burn it, and Victor was brought to isolation. But Colin's last words never left him, Victor kept the promise and fought for himself, and his for his best friend.

Years pass on, and they succeeded in creating the perfect combat weapon, Vero.

during the years a lot of drastic things happened to Victor.

His name was changed and he was given a new ID, a fake name to hide Victor's real identity from the world. 

Vero became a mindless killing machine and lived up to their expectations. His buyer, or his Master, was not disappointed at his purchase. The speed, his agility, he has the skills for fighting, the only thing that was a problem still was Vero's Muscle growth.

Since Vero got castrated and was regularly given the shots to keep the testosterones back, did they play around with him like a lab rat, trying out different drugs to make his muscles grow.

At first, did it only fail as Vero would often fall sick and had to pump his stomach to get the medications out fro,m his system, but they never gave up until a secret drug was sold to his master, and Vero was fed with it.

The secret drug was a mix of Anabola and HGH, and Vero was forced on even harder training to maintain the muscles, it took around a year before it would give off the results they had been longing for, but it was also at a bad timing as his master fell ill.

And the next inheritor to run the cage fighting was his master's oldest son, one Vero hated with all his guts.

Vero and his son had gotten a lot into fights, so bad even guards had to separate them.

Vero only wants to kill him because of his hate, but he knew he had something better that would mate his son hate Vero even more,

his sister, Bianca.

During the firsts years Vero had been here, and after he had to kill Colin, did a girl show up a lot more often, she was a year younger then Vero and she always came to Vero's cell to talk to him. She had heard about the fight and it had leaked out Vero was refusing to eat, and he was force-fed again.

Bianca didn't like the thought of Vero being force-fed so she tried anything to make Vero trust her and befriend him.

But he couldn't trust anyone and took a lot of time and patience for Bianca until Vero would even say a word to her.

But she kept coming back and gave Vero food, talked to him even if he didn't respond a lot of times, she also smuggled in smaller weapons Vero could use un his fights. And slowly Vero began to trust Bianca, and after 3 months they became secret friends.

It was during one event though it changed when Vero was fighting and lost the fight. 

Bianca knew what her father would do too Vero and she refused to let them kill him. She ran out over the fighting area and threw herself over Vero, just yelling not to take his life, Vero was important to her.

Bianca was daddy's little girl so he let Vero live for her sake, but suffered severe punishments where they would whip his back all over and cut his arms up since his hands and fingers were still needed, they didn't clip them off.

Ever since that day did the relationship between Bianca and Vero change, they eventually fell in love, but Bianca had to understand the rules of what Vero was if he had to die, he had to die, and if he was about to fight, she could not interrupt it.

Vero's position changed and he begun to live in the mansion with his master and his family, with Bianca.

But his oldest son; Lukas hated it, he hated the fact a filthy cage fighter like Vero would live under his roof, and thus the rivalry began.

But Vero didn't care, as long as he had Bianca by his side he knew he'd be fine, because now was she the only thing Vero could fight for, he had a reason to stay alive.

When his master passed did Lukas take his position and both Vero and Bianca knew this was bad as he would kill Vero as soon as the time would arise.  

But before that happened Vero and Bianca murdered him. By sneaking into his room at night and suffocated him with a pillow and the same drug that was used on Vero when he was kidnapped. 

The day after the guards found Lukas dead, was Bianca automatically the one who took over the place since the rule was simple; The oldest rules after their father.

But she had Vero on her side and they kept the place running together.

Vero got out of the cage fighting, but he jumped back to it for fun when he wanted to kill someone or when he was bored.

Vero how so couldn't stand the fact that all he had known for years, fighting, wasn't a thing he could regularly anymore since he had to run the mansion with Bianca now. He was often bored and not even training would entertain him anymore, no one could command him, that was all he knew, so he began to search for things to entertain himself with.

Drugs. 

Drugs were a fast solution to Vero's anxiety and to calm him down whenever he was bored or just paced around, and it was a way to earn money.

And it got out of hand very quickly as Vero went down the path to both run the mansion with Bianca, and drug dealing.

This was what Vero could think off, and he found a new thrill during this time, and could half go back to his old self, because whenever someone failed to deliver him his goods, murder was involved, and he loved every second to kill each one of them and put them under the same torture Vero himself went through. He couldn't do more than enjoy their helpless screams, it was beyond satisfying.

And it did not take long before the message got out, how dangerous he was.

He was a mindless, experimental lab rat, and he had no mercy for those who failed him, just like how his master was. He became a younger version of him, if not even more dangerous.

But Bianca began to desire something more, something Vero couldn't give her; Sex.

Bianca wasn't aware that Vero was castrated nor did Vero ever tell anything about it, it wasn't something that had crossed his mind since all those hormones were cut out. Vero had no sexual drive nor could he have sex, he wasn't interested.

And Bianca began to grow frustrated over time with this, she got sick and tired of Vero always rejecting her.

They both started to drift apart and Bianca took more distance from Vero to clear her mind. 

It passed a week and Bianca was suddenly back to her good mood, which surprised Vero. He didn't think of it too much either since he felt happier that she was okay again.

One day, Vero asks Bianca to go and meet his dealer up as he would come with a smaller delivery he knew she could carry. And she gladly went to get it since Vero was stuck with paperwork.

After an hour Vero begins to notice Bianca hasn't returned yet, and he, of course, got worried and went to look for her.

He asked several people around the building and Bianca's younger brother if they have seen her, but no one had.

Vero continues his search after her and moves down towards the basement to look in case, he was highly worried his dealer had done something to her.

And he was met with more than just that.

As Vero enters the basement moans are heard from a familiar female voice. Vero freezes in place hearing her moan and scream out his dealer's name, as he just stared into the darkroom. Bianca and his dealer had hidden inside one of the storages and tossed a blanket over it so nobody could see, and probably try to numb out her moans.

But that wasn't it, he heard his love if his life, insulting Vero as she would cry out his dealer's name again, calling Vero an incompetent idiot who doesn't have a dick to fuck her with, a cold brainless twat, ect.

. A lot of things flew out of her mouth before their act stopped.

Still frozen in place Vero was still listening to them, hearing how Bianca and his dealer has smuggled in weapons to shoot Vero, they both had planned on killing Vero the same day, and inside the drug's boxes was a gun hidden to shoot him, Bianca would shoot Vero when she came back. Because she knew about the small delivery, and she knew about Vero having a lot of paperwork to do the very same day.

He couldn't take it anymore. Vero grabs a gun he has hidden inside of his pants he always carries around with him, pulling the sheet off and eminently shoots his dealer in the head. Bianca screams on top of her lungs, scared as ever could be as Vero drags her out by the hair and up towards the living area where everyone was.

He didn't hesitate one second when he stormed into that room and threw her naked form onto the floor, screaming on top of his lungs.

Everyone Froze in that second, and Vero raised his gun towards her.

Not only did he raise it, but he shoved it down her throat, calling Bianca a filthy whore, and he hoped she enjoyed his dealer's dick. Vero ends all this with a forehead kiss for the very last time for her, then the trigger was pulled, and her blood was painted all over Vero's face and body.

Bianca's little brother was held by two of Vero's guards as he cried and screamed; hysterical at the death scene of his sister in front of him.

Vero was unphased at the moment. The only thoughts he had in his mind was why? Why did the one person who saved his life, who said she loved him more than anything in this world, betray him like this? 

She would kill Vero for her own, selfish reasons, and she died because she was soo greedy after sex.

The aftermath of killing Bianca was Vero's complete downfall.

Vero looked himself inside their old room for days and fell back to his old pattern to refuse eating or do anything.

He broke down to the point it eventually got out of hand, his drug-taking became worse, he began to self-harm and tear the wallpapers down.

The office was is in pieces, everything had been ruined and weapons, knives, guns, drugs, and blood were everywhere.

Vero freaked out. He felt a deep regret he had murdered the love of his life, it pained him to the core but the thoughts of Bianca not wanting him at the end hurt the most. 

Anywhere Vero went after this he was too drugged to even talk or act normal.

He became more violent and his murders got out of hand, even security guards fell victim, no one was safe anymore when Vero acted like this.

Eventually, did it come to a stop, where one day Vero got poisoned by the younger brother to Bianca?

Since Vero had been so distracted by the death of Bianca, he never took notice of him plotting or the other ones helping him out with it.

It was the perfect revenge for his sister and brother, and for him to run the mansion and fix whatever Bianca and Vero ruined.

After getting an overdose and poisoned, Vero of course died and his body was taken away from the mansion and into town, where they put his body in a black plastic bag and dumped in the water on purpose.

Since Vero had a hidden identity was it impossible for them to figure out he had been one of the children kidnapped from the U.K or where he came from, he is was completely unknown.

And the doctors and the police said the same when they found his body and brought it to the hospital.

A nearby jogger had found the bag in the water and had gone down to see what it was and found Vero's corpse.

They called and within 10 minutes was Vero brought too the hospital for an examination.

At the hospital, the doctors and police officers got super busy with trying to find out who Vero was since DNA tests showed results from someone who been declared dead in the register since they were 15. Nothing matched and no matter how hard they tried they couldn't find out this man's identity.

pathologists had begun to examine Vero's body at this point to find the death cause of him but found more beyond what they expected.

Broken ribs, bones had been broken in a lot of places and grown back wrong. His body was full of scars and he had skull fractures and some facial ones. 

They kept on searching Vero's body for days until they had gotten everything down. They found the death cause, but the remaining problem was to find out who this person was.

During this time, didn't anyone notice what happened or felt any weird presence at all.

Vero's spirit had followed the polices and doctors around, trying to get their attention in all ways but nothing worked on them.

He was pissed, he wanted to get back into his body. Vero wanted to live again, he couldn't believe he'd been murdered like this and tried over and over again to regain his body the doctors had torn open.

Vero's furious presence and eagerness to live how so ever had drawn attention to him, and he awoke the long sleeping demon Betsalel, who been buried underneath the hospital.

Betsalel got out from his slumber and went after to find this interesting soul that attracted his attention so much, and even manage to wake him up.

Vero was unaware of what was gonna happen when the two finally met.

Betsalel, introduced himself as someone who could help Vero get back to life, and even better, get revenge on those who ended him like this, and on the doctors destroying his precious body.

But in fact, did the tricky demon have other thoughts in mind, this soul was delicious, he needed it, and taking his body too would be enough to make Betsalel stable enough to move away from here, and perhaps, get rid of those cursed chains attached on his body.

Vero was too naive to listen and fell for his lies, someone like Vero should see easily when someone is lying, especially when a demon appears in front of you, but something within Vero didn't care. He just wanted to get back and get revenge, to murder Bianca's brother and burn that cursed mansion down.

Betsalel was utterly satisfied with Vero's reaction and reply, and just as the two were to shake hands Betsalel grabbed Vero and took off to his body to steal both of them to himself.

One thing did Betsalel miss; Vero's presence had drawn more attention towards them and not only his.

Betsalel's long-time enemy Marat, who had been watching both carefully to read the situation.

Marat had a plan this time how to prevent Betsalel to stop coming back, and using the poor human's soul was the only way.

The plan Marat had in mind was extremely risky since it could put Marat himself in great danger, and if it doesn't succeed he had to fight Betsalel again but with less strength. But he had to try if he wanted to stop Betsalel for good.

Just as Betsalel rushed to grab Vero's body and still holding onto his struggling soul, Marat rushed out after them, grabbed his hourglass and crashed it onto the ground beside the demon and Vero. 

All souls inside the hourglass went at Vero to give Vero more strength to take Betsalel down instead.

Marat stood by and watched the scene as the two screamed, waiting eagerly to see who won.

And after so many attempts from Marat, and for the last time did he stop Betsalel.

Vero won over Betsalel and devoured him instead, with the help from all the souls Marat had unleashed onto Vero.

He was satisfied with the result, but a new problem occurred.

Vero was now a reborne version of Betsalel.

All Betsalels powers had Vero inherited which also meant;

Vero was now the 8th prince of hell.

He was no longer a human, nor did he have a human soul.

Had Marat made another mistake with what he just had done?

Or would this Betsalel be easier to control and hold back?

When Vero finally woke up in his body again, all he felt was fright, but more so; rage. He was longing after blood.

Marat did have a new problem as in the instant Veros feet hit the floor, the whole hospital got massacred, nothing held back Vero's rage as he went on to kill everything in sight.

But Marat knew this would happen, and it was probably meant to happen since this, would now be the domain of the awaken Betsalel, and humans would never be able to live within this place, especially not now when Vero was attached to the hospital grounds.

Marat let Vero kill everyone, only to help the poor souls that died to move over to the other side and take some to himself to recover faster after breaking his hourglass. And to leave this place abandoned, it wasn't safe anymore.

Vero how so didn't care.

His body had reset, it felt stronger, faster, angrier, and he felt for the first time a longing sensation he never felt before.

Everything in the raging Vero's path got torn, everyone died at his feet.

The white hospital walls got painted in red, and bodies fell to the floor.

Betsalel was awake again, and the prince of hell will rise for the very last time.