As Devil’s Son fell, he could feel himself getting lighter and he could feel… Well actually he started to not feel because he was entering a world that was a cage for the evil a place with no feel no senses. That was part of the punishment that these evil souls had to pay for there crimes they were granted no feel of any kind they did not even feel pain they felt nothing at all which for these souls was even worse than pain because they were people who fought and killed and knew pain like an old friend but here in this place were they were neither alive nor dead they were separated from even that familiar feeling of pain.

  The only thing they could feel was emotions they were rage full, they were sad, they were angry, they were afraid yes, they were scared these warriors and killers who had killed thousands and were friends with pain were afraid because no one knew what happened to these souls when there was no more room in this prison world some thought they were transformed into the devils that roamed the world and others thought that they were fed to the devils thinking that was the reasons they were so wicked. But the truth was that no one knew.

  Devil’s Son stoped falling and was now on the ground of this dimension and all the souls were rushing towards him tho he did not know why they were he had nothing for them and they had nothing to gain from him he shoed them away with his hand but his hands and when he did he saw that his hand looked like it was transparent he could se through to what was on the other side of his hands yet his hands were solid and he was able to interact with the things around him he looked down at the rest of his body and his whole body was like this. Partially transparent to the eye but solid to the touch.

  It was then when he saw his soul it was a very faint wisp, but the wisp was pure not corrupted and evil as he expected it to be it was a good soul, but he knew that he was a wicked person. His forbidden name was literally Devil’s Son how could someone with that forbidden name have a soul so pure. The forbidden name holds a great significant in one's destiny a fact that many do not know is that it is one of the last forms of true fortune telling left in the world.

  He noticed as he looked around that the souls had grown quiet they were no longer crying they where no longer screaming but they had fallen quiet and although they had no eyes he was fairly certain that they where watching him he could feel the attention of all the souls focused on one thing in that moment and that thing was him.

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  As he looked on the souls parted leaving a path for Devil’s Son that went straight to the soul that was causing all the lave to flow down the mountain. Devil’s Son looked at the soul and couldn’t help but think that this was how he had always thought his soul would look he had pictured a soul that was evil and corrupt this soul was evil and corrupt he had thought of a soul that burned with evil intent and out of all the souls in this prison the soul that Devil’s Son had now come face to face with was burning with more hatred than any of the others.

  It was then that Devil’s Son realized he did not know what he was to do he had been told to destroy this soul but even he could not commit a crime this evil not follow through with a task so forbid for he and everyone els good or evil new that to kill a soul was to murder ones own for if you kill a soul your own will be given as tribute and your life as the payment but as he looked at the soul he knew he was not going to have to kill because the soul had grown quiet as if it where waiting for him and was now examining his prize.

  “Devil’s Soul!!” these words boomed through the world that these evil souls inhabited. “Devil’s Soul!!” the words echoed again “You stand before the Devil’s Soul!!” someone was speaking to him, but he knew not were the sound was coming from it sounded like it was coming from everywhere at once.

  “You stand before the Devil’s Soul!! Do you claim it?” the Devil’s Soul thought Devil’s Son. It was then when Devil’s Son started to piece it all together it was no wonder that his soul looked pure it was not his it was the was the soul of Angel’s Daughter or at least part of it. He recalled when he had awoken on the battlefield and had the run in with Zathor when he had been cut and wounded, he remembered a drop of blood falling to the ground sparkling and killing the grass.

  “NOOOO!!!!” he shouted with all his might and fell to the ground weeping. The other souls where still watching him, but he cared not for he knew that he had hurt Angel’s daughter in a way that she may not be able to recover from. When Angel’s Daughter had done one final spell to try and save his life, she had given him a part of her soul, but Devil’s Son was an evil man man and so when they share one soul, they share one conscience and so Devil’s Son had all the evil inside of him and now Angel’s Daughter was cursed with that same evil inside of her.

  “Do you claim the Devil’s Soul” the voice shouted once more, and Devil’s Son looked at the evil soul blazing in the center this was the last piece of the puzzle; this was his Soul.

  “Yes, I claim the Devil’s Soul”