Bonus for 700+ in an Hour.
Requires some fine tuning.
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That literally makes no sense, the four thought collectively, each glancing at the others, silently trying to piece together the logic—or lack thereof.
Sirzechs' eye twitched, lips slightly parted as if stuck mid-thought.
Ajuka looked like he had seen better days.
Falbium, wasn't asleep but still didn't seem to process anything.
Serafall fidgeted, finally blurting out what all of them were thinking, "I… I don't get it.... I've been trying to understand but none of that is making sense.... Like at all."
Leo turned his gaze to her, head tilting slightly, the smirk creeping up.
"That's the neat part," he said, voice calm, eyes sharp. "It's not supposed to make sense to you."
He let the words settle like smoke in the room.
"Power isn't about logic..... It's about truth being whatever I say it is. "
"And right now? You all are living in a truth I built long before you knew how to spell the word Devil."
"More importantly," Leo continued, waving off the rest of the conversation like it was background noise.
"Ajuka."
The named devil calmly met Leo's gaze, expression neutral.
"You," Leo continued, "are one of the few devils that aren't a complete disappointment."
The other Satans were visibly surprised at the praise , but Leo didn't spare them a glance.
"While I could berate you for not being thorough enough, or for lacking in certain regards…" Leo trailed off, then gave a dismissive shrug. "It would be unfair.....You were never born to conceive the things that I can."
He tilted his head slightly, almost as if studying Ajuka like a curious specimen.
"You aren't the greatest mind I've ever known — let's be clear — but you are undeniably the best the devils have produced without my intervention....And that counts for something...."
"I want you to learn a few things...."
" Improve the reincarnation system. Make it cleaner, smoother — less… crude."
There was no insult in his voice.
Just blunt honesty.
"Originally, I had a great many things to say....I could have called it primitive, inconsiderate… lacking finesse," Leo admitted with a faint smirk. "But in the end, it's a difference of perspective."
And it was true.
Leo still held a certain respect for Ajuka.
Unlike himself — who had cheats, allowing him to casually create systems that surpassed the Evil Pieces.
Ajuka had built his system through his own effort, working practically blind in comparison.
That, in itself, was worthy of recognition.
"You worked with what you had," Leo continued. "I can't fault you for that."
"However," Leo continued, his eyes narrowing just a fraction, voice dropping into a colder register, "that still doesn't excuse you."
His gaze swept over the Four "Satans".
"Impotent rulers," he spat, the disgust in his voice rising once again. "You lot were given everything on a silver platter.... "
"A ready to follow populace... unquestionable power and the greatest minds"
His lip curled in faint disdain.
"I made sure of that...."
And then, without giving them room to speak, he continued.
"Yet you ended up being…" He exhaled sharply through his nose, almost like the thought tired him. "This."
There was no need to elaborate. This encompassed everything — their stagnation, their failures, their mediocrity dressed in titles and paperwork.
"Frankly, now that I think about it," Leo mused, leaning back slightly as if speaking aloud to himself,
"I should've just made Runeas the Queen."
His eyes gleamed with an inner fire as if reliving nostalgia. "She would've been a leader with spine."
A ghost of a smirk played at his lips, as if he found the thought amusing — or perhaps bitterly ironic.
Since original lucifer didn't care much about Runeas at all and regarded her as a failure.
"At least then, I wouldn't have had to witness this circus you call governance."
As leo paused Flabium who has been silent the entire conversation finally spoke up.
"…Can you please tell us what really happened at the end of the Great War?"
Falbium asked, his usual sleepy expression gone for a moment, replaced by —focus.
He wasn't in charge of the military for nothing.
Behind that laziness was a mind that observed more than it let on.
Leo raised a brow, pretending to think, then gestured vaguely with his hand.
"Standing around feels informal...."
The space in the hall twisted subtly, reality bending.
A throne emerged behind Leo as if it had always existed in a layer of reality they couldn't perceive.
He stepped up and sank into it with effortless confidence, legs crossed.
"Now then…"
He rested his cheek on his fist.
"It was… a very large manipulation," he said lazily,
"involving relationships predating the existence of devils. "
"A bid to outsmart the greatest manipulator to ever exist."
A small, crooked smile touched his lips.
"And I won....I beat Father."
He let that hang, watching their expressions.
"Even if the price was letting my own child plot behind my back… letting him betray me on the battlefield and pretend like I didn't know what was going on."
His fingers tapped once on the throne.
"Even if it meant possibly allowing the creation of a being comparable to Great Red…"
He leaned back.
"Which part exactly do you wish to know? Because I'm not giving you the full tale.....I don't have time to waste on pointless storytelling. "
"Pick a part.... And ask wisely."
" How...?"
Falbium's voice broke the silence, quiet but heavy.
Leo tilted his head, his gaze lazily falling onto him. "How what?"
Falbium clenched his fists slightly, not out of anger, but to steady himself. "How did you...., return?"
A slow, knowing smile crept onto Leo's face.
He almost seemed pleased by the question, like a teacher waiting for the class to finally catch up.
"Did you really think," Leo began, rising slightly from his throne, the weight of his presence filling the hall, "that I would face my father in a battle without knowing the consequences?"
His eyes gleamed dangerously. "I am not stupid enough to walk in front of him without knowing I'll die one way or another."
The Satans stayed silent, frozen under his gaze.
"There was never a chance of me winning," Leo admitted, not with regret, but with ruthless clarity. "In his hands and mind, I was always nothing but a pawn..."
His lips curled into a smirk, though there was an edge of bitter truth beneath it. "But I am the greatest mind of Heaven — even if not comparable to Father, there was always a chance to kill him."
The words hit like thunder in the quiet hall.
"With enough planning..." Leo added, the confidence in his voice unshakable, unyielding.
He let that linger for a moment before narrowing his eyes slightly, as if weighing them.
"Tell me," he asked, his tone almost casual but the weight behind it pressing like a mountain, "how much do you know about Trihexa — the Beast of the Apocalypse?"
"It is a beast written in the Book of Revelation," Ajuka answered evenly, his mind racing to connect the dots, "other than that, there is no real information about it..."
"Well," Leo drawled, pointing casually toward Ajuka, "Nammu, with whom you currently have a contract with, by the way—"
Ajuka's eyes widened.
Leo continued smoothly, his voice tinged with that ever-present condescension. "She is the mother of Trihexa... And she has also been an ally of the devils for a long time."
The room seemed to still as Leo's words sank in.
"Father," Leo said, referring to God with cold familiarity, "was weakened by a young Trihexa... and further weakened due to the clash between the Heavenly Dragons—Ddraig and Albion."
His smile sharpened. "All those events upto the clash... were planned by me....down to the last minute details."
They could almost hear the sound of their collective pride cracking.
"There were some variations," Leo admitted with a casual shrug, "but in the end, I was the one holding the cup of victory."
"Wait," Sirzechs spoke up at last, frowning, " The Heavenly Dragon worked with you?"
"Not with, but for," Leo corrected him smoothly, as if explaining something painfully obvious to children. "We have a familiar contract."
He glanced toward them, reading their faces like an open book. "You just saw him....Did you not recognise him?"
Serafall, whose mouth had been hanging open the entire time, finally found her voice, though it came out in disbelief. "I... I thought he was just the wielder of the Sacred Gear... not Ddraig himself..."
Leo chuckled lowly, almost pitying. "You underestimate me far too much...young lady."
Serafall, blushed slightly at being called a young lady, but given the context, she couldn't really argue.
"Anyway," Leo continued, stretching his arms lazily as if this whole revelation was mild entertainment, "after that, I just seized a lot of power... and at this moment, I'm equivalent to Father. So, in essence," he flashed a grin,
"I won."
He clapped his hands together softly, as if dusting them off. "Oh well, that's it. Keep things running for the foreseeable month, and hope those insects succeed in achieving what I've directed them towards."
His eyes narrowed slightly, a glint of warning there. "Because I wasn't kidding when I said I could always start again."
With that, Leo rose from the conjured throne, preparing to leave, his presence almost too large for the room.
But Sirzechs, voice tighter than before, stopped him. "I wish to know..."
Leo tilted his head curious.
Sirzechs' voice cracked slightly under the weight of insecurity. "Were those feelings... all fake?"
"Huh?" Leo's brow rose.
He seemed to genuinely think about it for a moment.
This time, Sirzechs met his gaze head-on. "Was the love between me and Grayfia all but a result of your manipulation? "
"Was there never realness there...?"
Leo's smirk returned, sharp as ever. "Hmm... who knows," he replied, deliberately vague, playful even. "I did nudge her toward being more rebellious, and toward falling for you... but do you really think that undoes everything you've lived through?"
He leaned slightly forward, as if offering a fatherly piece of wisdom laced with mockery.
"Who cares if it was started by me? Just consider it as a gift from your papa—being your personal wingman."
With that, Leo vanished in a golden flash, leaving behind only silence and disbelief.
"...Wait," Falbium finally spoke, blinking slowly, "did he just call himself papa?"
"Huh, you're right!" Serafall exclaimed, her eyes wide with delayed realization.
She glanced between Sirzechs and Ajuka, suspicion creeping across her face, and then muttered under her breath, "Wait... how's that even possible...?"
"Did you have three parents, Sirzechs...?" she asked, narrowing her eyes as if she was unraveling some absurd conspiracy.
Before Sirzechs could even process the question, Ajuka sighed deeply and gave Serafall a sharp, clean chop to the head.
"Obviously not," he said, rubbing his temple in frustration.
Serafall puffed her cheeks but stayed quiet, though her eyes still darted suspiciously toward Sirzechs like she wasn't entirely convinced.
Sirzechs, for his part, looked like he was reconsidering every life choice up until this moment.
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Leo appeared soundlessly beside Tiamat, golden light dimming like the fading glow of a dying star.
The scene that welcomed him was amusing, to say the least — Tiamat, utterly regal and unbothered, held up a fully furred-out Koneko by the back of her head as if she were inspecting a curious trinket.
Koneko's yokai form bristled, tail fluffed, ears flat against her head, her small claws swiping pointlessly at the air.
Around them, the entire Gremory household stood awkwardly frozen in place, like statues mid-bow or mid-sentence, uncertain whether to intervene or accept their helplessness.
But the most immediate reaction came from Zeoticus Gremory himself.
His eyes landed on Leo the instant he arrived — no hesitation, no question.
Recognition flared instantly across his face.
It was hard not to, after all, Leo had just finished calling him and the other clan heads insects and absolute failures.
"Oh, you must be done with your side, dear,"
Tiamat greeted without looking at him, her voice as smooth and casual as if they were discussing afternoon tea rather than a hostage situation.
She tilted her head slightly, the same way she tilted Koneko, and continued, "I found this little cat rather interesting."
With a lazy motion, she presented Koneko as if showing off a prize catch.
Her eyes flicked to Leo, but her expression said she already knew. She's one of the 'others' you mentioned, isn't she?
Leo gave a casual nod, still playing up the Lucifer persona with the ease of a master actor.
"Yeah that she is..." he replied smoothly, as if this entire scene was exactly as he expected it to be. "Anyway, I asked you to take Runeas with you..."
He gestured lazily with two fingers. "I suppose you were still in the process of doing that."
Venelana, just moments ago realized his identity with chilling clarity.
Her face paled, and she instantly dropped to her knees, lowering her head as far as she could without hesitation.
"Forgive us, my Lord," she said quickly, her voice steady despite the tremble beneath it. "We did not know she was with you—"
But Leo waved her off with almost arrogant ease, his heart thumping once in his chest — not out of fear, but the exhilarating rush of pulling nonsense from thin air.
His improvisation skill was, after all, godlike.
"Nah," Leo drawled, keeping his tone perfectly dismissive.
"I don't care about that." He shot a glance at Koneko still dangling in Tiamat's grasp.
"I'd be more worried if you just let anyone walk up and meet my kid."
Internally, Leo was sweating a little — that line had come from pure Bullshit.
Tiamat, truthfully, had only come to snoop around and 'look for that one devil that had gained your sight,' in her exact words.
Nothing more, nothing less.
But it didn't matter.
His high-level bullshitry was practically a divine skill by now.
It was over 9000.
As long as his lies came with the right amount of authority and enough crumbs of truth, they'd swallow the story whole.
Tiamat's eyes sparkled with vague amusement, catching on quick to the game Leo was playing.
She played along with an easy smile.
"Hmm... I got distracted," she mused, inspecting Koneko.
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No face slapping of Ajuka he deserves respect 👏 he made supernatural gooners with devil net.
1,400 powerstone next goal.... seems small.
Power Stones and Reviews please