Human World — Hospital
The room was already half destroyed.
Broken glass scattered across the floor.
The walls were cracked from the earlier attack.
Three Purifiers stood surrounding the room.
Their presence cold.
Unforgiving.
The pink-haired man stood in front of the bed.
Protecting her.
Even though—
He didn't fully understand why.
"…Stay away from her."
His voice was low.
But firm.
The leader of the Purifiers stepped forward.
His gaze sharp.
"You still don't understand, do you?"
"You are not human."
Silence.
The pink-haired man frowned.
"…What?"
The Purifier raised his hand again.
A spear of condensed energy formed instantly.
"You are a vessel."
"A fragment of sin that should have never existed."
The air grew heavy.
The pressure intensified.
"And tonight—"
"We erase you."
The First Awakening
The attack was launched.
Fast.
Deadly.
There was no time to dodge.
No time to think.
But—
At the exact moment the attack was about to hit—
Something inside him reacted.
His body moved on its own.
His hand lifted.
And—
The energy shattered mid-air.
CRACK.
The entire room trembled.
The Purifiers froze.
"…What?"
The pink-haired man stared at his own hand.
A faint aura was forming.
Dark red.
Warm.
Alive.
"…What is this…?"
His heartbeat grew louder.
Faster.
Stronger.
And then—
A voice echoed faintly in his mind.
A memory that was not supposed to exist.
"I'd rather be the one who gets hurt…"
His eyes widened.
"…That voice…"
More fragments flashed.
A battlefield.
Blood.
A girl crying.
And a name—
"…Eisteth…"
The aura around him exploded.
Hell — Palace 666
At that exact moment—
Eisteth collapsed to her knees.
Her breathing unstable.
Her chest burning.
Fragments of memory flooded her mind.
A hand.
Warm.
Gentle.
A voice.
"If one day you forget me…"
Her eyes trembled.
"…No…"
Her system activated violently.
[SEALED MEMORY RESTORATION — 22%]
[EMOTIONAL OVERLOAD DETECTED]
Eisteth grabbed her head.
"…Stop…"
But the memory wouldn't stop.
"…Don't disappear…"
Tears fell without her realizing it.
Human World — Hospital
The pink-haired man slowly raised his head.
His eyes had changed.
A faint glow appeared.
Not fully awakened—
But no longer human.
The Purifier leader stepped back slightly.
"…So it's true."
"The Sin of Desire…"
"…Asmodeus."
The name echoed in the room.
For a moment—
Everything went silent.
The pink-haired man whispered,
"…Asmodeus…?"
As if testing the name.
As if remembering it.
The Clash
The Purifiers attacked again.
All at once.
Multiple weapons of light and energy launched toward him.
But this time—
He didn't dodge.
He stepped forward.
And swung his hand.
The air distorted.
BOOM.
All attacks were deflected instantly.
The hospital room shook violently.
The Purifiers were pushed back.
"…Impossible…"
Their leader narrowed his eyes.
"The awakening is incomplete."
"But still this strong…"
He raised his hand again.
"Do not hold back."
"Kill him before he fully awakens."
Hell — Palace Archives
Lucifer suddenly stopped reading.
His eyes sharpened.
"…So it has begun."
He felt it.
A powerful resonance.
Familiar.
Ancient.
Dangerous.
"Asmodeus…"
Without hesitation—
Lucifer raised his hand.
A dark portal began forming behind him.
"If Amon has made his move…"
His voice turned cold.
"Then I will not remain a spectator."
Between Two Worlds
In Hell—
Eisteth struggled to breathe as memories continued to surface.
In the human world—
The pink-haired man stood alone against the Purifiers.
Between them—
A bond that neither fully understood.
Yet neither could escape.
Ending
The Purifiers prepared their final strike.
The pink-haired man stood firm.
His aura growing stronger by the second.
And somewhere deep within—
A forgotten name began to awaken.
Not just a memory.
Not just a past.
But a power—
That once shook all of Hell.
Asmodeus is waking up.