Mephistopheles pov
Ugh angles, those little snot nose brats. Sometimes I wished they could die, but my kind seems to enjoy their liquid dreams. Also, based on what I can tell from the demon king's eye I only have five more months. I need to speak about this with De- BlackHat.
BlackHat isn't his real name of course. He had just chosen it for himself when he had reached the age of 28. His birth name was Devil, but his mother always called him Devy. I guess he didn't really like the name. The rest of his siblings decided to name themselves after him.
I had decided to keep my birth name when I was 28. Most demons do tend to keep their birth names, only very few decide to change. But that's just how some of them are. I don't really know why my son changed his name to BlackHat.
Maybe Flauros showed his face to my young son and told him what would be best for his future. He did that for me. I wonder what my old friend is up to nowadays. Maybe I should visit him before I die. He'll probably wouldn't have the time for me though...
That doesn't matter though. I have five months, angel time... I need to see how much time I have in demon time. There's a lot I need to do. BlackHathad trained his entire life to take my place as king, and his time is coming soon. I know there is something BlackHat is probably doing but the next time I see SmallHat I'll send him to go fetch my eldest son.
I started to think about what Hell would be like with my son in charge. I know I will have to forbid him from killing family, as I know how much he hates a few of his brothers. I continued to think about how my dimension would be ruled once my son took charge. I raised him to be very similar to me, but his mother had also raised him. So he should be similar, but different.
I called for a demon named Lionono. He's my right-hand man, and if I didnt have a son to replace me, he would be the one. Before I had children I had told the human queen at the time to make sure that he took my place.
Lionono came in shortly after I called him. He's shorter than most demons. He has a pair of long horns. His eyes are completely black. He looks similar to a deer or an antelope but standing.
He's always been my loyal assistant. He's always has done his job right. We were pretty close when we were growing up. I, of course, was born into royalty, and he was born in the castle as well as he was the son of a maid. He's slightly older than me.
I remember running around the castle playing games when I wasn't busy. We were almost brothers. One day my father had found out I was playing with one of the maid's kids. I remember him yelling at me. He told me that I was royalty, and that meant I couldn't be seen playing with maids. So we stopped talking. I remember him coming up to me afterward, worried. It took my all to ignore him.
I remember being so upset that night. He was probably upset as well. We were the only children in the castle, so I was his only friend, and he was mine. Soon my father had forced me into making friends with some of the more rich kids, but they weren't real friends. They only cared about me because I was royalty. It had sucked.
Eventually, my father had died and it was my turn to rule. I was still quite young for a king. The first thing I did as king go down to the maid's corridors. I remember knocking on the door I had knocked on so many times when I was little. A familiar face opened the door. It was Lionono's mom. She smiled at me.
"Mephistopheles! It's been such a long time!" she had told me.
"Heh, yeah... Is Lionono home?" I had asked her. She nodded and let me in.
"Lionono!" she called. he walked out of the only bedroom to the main area. When he saw me his face instantly twisted up in anger.
"Oh, it's Mr.Roality," he said in an irritated voice.
"I'm sorry Lionono, it wasn't my fault... My father would have kicked you out if I had continued to play with you... I didn't really have much of a choice. I know you probably won't forgive me, but if you do I have a position for you in the castel other than a maid." I quickly looked at his mom. "No offense."
She just laughed a bit.
"But it's fine if you don't forgive me I get it. But if by chance you do, I'll either be in my room or in the throne room." And I left.
He didn't come up to talk to me until a few weeks later. we had talked about a lot of things and I gave him the offer of being my right-hand man. he didn't accept right away. But soon he decided to take my offer. And now he is indeed my right-hand man.
Anyways, he came into the throne room.
"Yes, my king?" he asked after doing a small bow. We both just laugh. He does that kind of stuff ironically. He's my best friend, maybe a bit more than that... But that doesn't matter now...
"Oh, my humble and loyal servant!" I said in an over exaggerated way, "Your mother was once a maid so you must know how to fix this!"
"Fix what my humble and loyal king?!" he asked in an exaggerated excited voice.
"My HEART!!!!" I yelled pretending to break into tears. We always do this when I call him. It's childish, yes. But it's simply what we do. We both laughed. He walked over and sat up on the arm of my throne.
"What's up?" he asked in a normal way.
"I wanted to talk to you about my son," I started.
"Did something happen at the meeting?" he asked sounding a bit concerned.
"No. Well not exactly..." I started. "You know about the demon king's eye right? And the stories behind it?"
"Yeah of course dude. You used to talk my ear off about it every day since you got it," he said.
"Well since it was me and him in an angel carriage I decided to ask to see it. I wanted to see how it was doing. And from the looks of it I have five months, angel time..." I explained.
"Oh no," he said sounding worried.
"I need to know exactly how much time I have in demon years. So I'm going to have Semitain go get him," I told him.
"SmallHat," he corrected. Even though it's been centuries since my kids have had changed their names, I still call them by their birth names.
"I really need to get out of that habit..." I said. He laughed.
"I bet they don't care that much, Meph, they all had to go by those names for the first 28 years of their lives," he said.
"Yeah but they've been going by their new names for almost two millennia, it's kinda embarrassing..." I said.
"Aren't the oldest three a little over two millennia?" he asked.
"Yes, but the majority of them aren't," I said.
"Good point. Anyways, what do you want me to do about this problem?" he asked.
"I mainly wanted to talk about all of this," I said. "What are your thoughts on my son taking over?"
"Well, it'd be kind of upsetting once you die, but I will continue to do my job the best I can. And of course, I'll help him when he needs help. And I know very well that I might get replace with someone he seems worthy. It's been quite a while since the last time I saw him though..." he said.
"So are you okay with the idea of being replaced?" I asked.
"Not exactly, but I'm able to cope with it. It's more than likely gonna happen no matter what. There's not much we know about him. He could even have a mate already." he said.
"He doesn't have a full mate, at least not yet. I would've felt it in him when we saw each other last. He may have someone that he wants to be his mate, but not a full one," I told him. He did say that there was something that he needed to do... I just hope that it is a demon...
"I can alert you if I see SmallHat around," he said.
"Okay, thank you." And with that, he left.