Lucifer, Asmodeus, and Mammon were in a dark and gloomy underground cavern, seated around a stone table, with shadows dancing on the walls like ghosts of ancient sins. The only light came from the flames of an infernal fire crackling in a corner, illuminating their figures, twisted by hatred and ambition.
—Our dear one is wasting his time with the stupid idea of redemption. I will not allow it. You two, eliminate those envoys of Jesus without mercy. I want to see their bodies on the ground —Lucifer said, his voice echoing through the underworld, filled with restrained fury.
—Of course, Your Majesty. After that, we can enjoy our passionate reunion, oh Luci —Asmodeus replied with a lascivious smile, sensually caressing Lucifer's chest, as if his burning gaze could set everything ablaze.
—Fine, but only if you give me my payment. After that, I'll take care of those damn kids —Mammon said with disdain, his laughter filled with venom as his eyes gleamed with an almost palpable greed.
—You're a real mammon —Lucifer retorted, pulling a handful of golden coins from nowhere, which clattered onto the table with a metallic jingle that reverberated in the darkness.
Mammon laughed, his eyes shining with the greed that defined him, as he quickly pocketed the coins, his laughter echoing through the cavern. Asmodeus, without missing a beat, continued to insinuate himself toward Lucifer, biting his neck provocatively, while Lucifer smiled with a wickedness that could shatter souls.
—Well, it's my business, friend —Mammon said, standing up and taking Asmodeus by the wings, leaving behind a trail of shadows that quickly vanished into the depths of hell.
—Goodbye, my fallen angel —Asmodeus said with a mischievous smile, disappearing into the darkness with his companion.
Lucifer watched with a sadistic smile as he settled into his obsidian throne, an imposing figure in a sea of infinite darkness. His eyes gleamed with malicious intent as he prepared for the chaos that was about to unfold.
At Ruwi's house, a warm and cozy atmosphere filled the space. The soft aroma of freshly baked chicken bread blended with the sound of laughter and friendly conversations. Camila was focused on her task, shaping the bread, while Daniel and Rosenda enjoyed a cheerful conversation at the table.
—Ruwi is a true example of faith. I'm very proud of him —Rosenda said, snuggling up to Daniel, enjoying the peace of the moment.
—No one could forgive what his father did, but Ruwi did. Even though he was responsible for the death of our master César and his aunt Liz —Daniel exclaimed, embracing Rosenda affectionately.
Camila finished preparing the bread and went upstairs to Aunt Liz's room, carrying the steaming tray in her hands. Upon entering, she approached Josué, who was sitting near his deceased aunt's bed, staring at the room in silence.
—Are you hungry? —Camila asked softly, her voice filled with concern for her friend.
—Yes, thank you —Ruwi replied, taking the chicken bread, feeling the warmth of the gesture surrounding him.
Camila sat beside him, resting her head on his shoulder, making Ruwi instantly blush. It was a small gesture, but full of meaning.
—I feel so safe when I'm near you —Camila commented, smiling with a tenderness that made Ruwi's heart beat faster.
—You're welcome —Ruwi replied, nervous but at the same time determined not to pull away from her.
With a sigh, Camila gently caressed his face, slowly leaning toward his lips, the air thick with a palpable tension. The distance between them shortened until Camila whispered:
—May I?
Ruwi, feeling the warmth of her closeness, responded with a slight "yes." At that moment, their lips met in a soft, tender kiss, but one filled with an intense emotion that enveloped their hearts. When they pulled away, both were visibly embarrassed, blushing over what they had just shared.
—I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that —Camila said, embarrassed by the sudden action.
—It's okay, I liked it —Ruwi responded, hiding his face in his hands, embarrassed but relieved.
However, before they could process what had happened, a dark shadow burst into the room. The light instantly went out, and the air grew dense and heavy, as if the darkness itself wanted to swallow them.
Ruwi drew his sword in a swift motion, immediately positioning himself in defense of Camila, ready to protect her from whatever was approaching.
Ishnofel appeared out of nowhere, his figure towering over them like an imposing and shadowy being.
—Dad —Ruwi said, lowering his sword as he recognized the presence of his father, who had left behind his old demonic mask.
Ishnofel knelt down, removing his demonic helmet, revealing the face of José, Ruwi's father, marked by the scars of his betrayal and suffering.
—I'm sorry, my son. I let myself be consumed by hatred and anger, and I allowed Lucifer to manipulate me. I've done horrible things; I killed your aunt and your master, but I regret it. Forgive me, my son —José said, with tears falling like rivers of lava, burning his soul.
Ruwi knelt and hugged his father, trying to soothe his pain, as if by doing so, he could erase the scars on his heart.
—I forgive you. What I really need is my father. Even though you weren't there in my childhood, I forgive you for all the harm you caused. I love you, Dad —Ruwi said, tears falling from his eyes.
—I forgive you too, even though you killed my grandparents. I see that you're truly remorseful —Camila commented, smiling tenderly as she felt the tension between them begin to fade.
At that moment, Rosenda and Daniel came upstairs, finding the moving scene between Ishnofel and his son. The young people looked on with awe and respect.
—That's called redemption —Daniel clarified with a smile, understanding the power of that moment.
—Yes, it seems Ishnofel has redeemed himself for the love of his son —Rosenda responded, filled with pride for the sacrifice José had made to find his own forgiveness.
Suddenly, a dark presence filled the air, heavy and oppressive. Ishnofel, sensing the threat, tensed, and in an instant, the windows shattered with a deafening crash, and a dark aura filled the room.
—Traitor, we gave you everything, and this is how you repay us! —Asmodeus shouted, his voice resounding like infernal thunder, his eyes burning with fury, illuminating the room with his wrath.
—I didn't think you would sink so low, Ishnofel —Mammon said, his grim smile showing a cold violence, as he drew his sword, reflecting the moonlight with a sinister gleam.
Asmodeus was the first to attack, launching himself like a serpent, so fast that the room filled with a warm breeze from the force of his movement. Ishnofel reacted with agility, blocking the sword of lust, the impact echoing like thunder in the air. The clash of metals resonated like a deep lament, while Ishnofel, with supernatural skill, landed a precise blow to Asmodeus's stomach, sending him staggering.
With unstoppable determination, Ishnofel grabbed Asmodeus's wings and, with inhuman strength, hurled him through the wall, which collapsed as if it were made of paper. The fight continued in a frenzy, with the combatants teleporting like shadows between lights, their bodies clashing with the sound of metal ringing in the void.
—Can you see anything? —Ruwi asked, his voice trembling with confusion as he tried to follow the fleeting flashes of battle.
—It looks like they're teleporting —Daniel replied, his eyes searching through the shadows but only catching the brief flickers of the fighting figures.
Ishnofel, with a precise and lethal move, stopped Mammon's sword in midair, and with superhuman force, drove it deep into Mammon's stomach, who fell to his knees from the impact. Then Asmodeus's body came flying toward Mammon, who barely managed to dodge him.
—It seems we underestimated you —Asmodeus said, breathing heavily, his voice trembling with rage and pain, as the two demons began to retreat into the shadows.
—You won this time, but we will return. Lucifer will not be pleased, traitor —Mammon exclaimed, his words filled with menace as they both disappeared in a trail of darkness, leaving the house in silence.
Ruwi, still trembling, approached his father, feeling deep gratitude in his chest.
—You were amazing, Dad —Ruwi said, hugging Ishnofel tightly, feeling the steady, protective beat of his heart.
—I'll do anything for you, champ —Ishnofel responded, full of pride and determination, knowing that the battle was just beginning, but that his love for his son would drive him to fight until the end.