Asmodeus awoke from a bizarre nightmare. In the dream, Serena was screaming his name, yet he acted oblivious. He watched with a smile as everything around him burned to the ground. All the work and effort to create the city went up in smoke.
Vel'Ashera became a ruin of ashes and death.
'That's what you get for dreaming.'
He muttered, staring at the ceiling with a cold expression.
His face dripped with sweat from the nightmare, his pupils shrank into a thin slit.
Sitting up from bed, Asmodeus gazed at the beautiful women hugging his abdomen, Asmodea, Alice and Vinea... their calm breath soothing his mood after that dreadful dream.
'It's funny. I don't even need sleep anymore.'
