Devil Slave (Satan system)

888  Lenny Tales King of...

Lenny discovered early on  that they were two kinds of True names. There was the 'True name' and then they was the 'False-true name'.

The true name came about when one's own bloodline acknowledged the efforts of its person and blessed them with an escape of more strength or power. This sudden increase usually made the individual more formidable. Lenny had met a few that had the True name and had proven to be very terrifying fighters. Of course that was a long time ago. According to the books that Lenny had read from the Satan system, there seemed to be more benefits attached to this, but of course, this only occurred with the growth of one's power. Lenny himself had no True name. However, what he had were titles. With the gift of titles or a Truename, one had the privilege of blessing another with what was called a False-true name. This was of course much different from a True name. This name was not the gift of the individual's bloodline. Of course it still increased one's strength and power. Although what it gifted was not as efficient and primal as that of a True name, it was still a gifted weapon. However, a False-true name came with a very major fault and this was the same fault that was exploited by Demons that had servants or slaves.

Once the servant was seen to reach a certain level of strength or ability, its master would impose on it the False True-name. Naturally, any slave would see this as a good thing since they would increase in strength. However, this gift came with a restricting price. One that their loving masters forever kept from them. The False-True name acted as a shackle of sought on the bloodline of the person. It literally formed a binding chain on both growth in power and ensured that they could not kill their own masters. All the while, Lenny had not really known how to use this authority he had on Athena, Hector and Perseus. However, after the lessons he had gotten from Uriel, his eyes had been opened to much of the secrets of the world. He now understood that the reality that he knew and saw was only an after image of the spiritual. As such, in his eyes, he could see hector's soul form and the shackles of the True-false name he had blessed him with. Moranda had merged himself with Hector's body and soul. After all, Hector was only a piece of himself, and in this world, he was the only body compatible with him. Unknown to him, he was like a free man that had willingly walked into a jail, and was now trying to order around the warden around. Such a thing was not only impossible, but was also deserving of some discipline. At this point, Moranda suddenly noticed that Lenny's veins had stopped their vigorous wriggling. What's more, Lenny's body opened up at different points in his body and his blood he had vomited flowed on its own back into his body. This was as a result of the skill Lenny had gotten from the servant of the Beelzebub Royal Family of Gluttony. Lenny chuckled at this. He really enjoyed the frozen look on Moranda's face. Slowly, Moranda felt his fingers loosen around Lenny's neck, and then in a grotesque display, his fingers, one by one as if pulled by some invisible force, bent and broke on their own. *CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

*CRACK!*

They all broke in abnormal manners.

In this manner, Lenny was freed. Lenny raised a hand, and Hector's bones CRACKED and broke in awkward positions. Moranda was a devil, whats more, he was used to incredible pain, and therefore, did not scream. This, Lenny found to be a bit disappointing as he wanted to enjoy the musical depiction of pain. Nevertheless, the look of surprise on Moranda's face was priceless as he soon realized what was going on. "False-true name. Do you think that this can stop me, I will break through it and..."

His words froze in his mouth as he came to another realization. His power was not so much that he could break Lenny's blessing of a False-true name. Lenny waved his hand like a puppeteer, controlling and directing Hector's body as he saw fit.

Moranda tried to free himself but it was of no use. Even his power did not listen to him. His chaos magic had been held in place. He sought to leave Hector's body but that was not possible either. Like he had said, he and Hector were one, and had always been the same. After the merging, Moranda could not just separate himself like he liked. Then again, that would be like tearing his own flesh off.

Lenny looked at him. "And this is the reason why I am not interested in going to Hell. At least, not yet. If you are this strong after many years of pain and torture, surely, they are others like you if not stronger.

Even if you are the cup bearer of the Morningstar, I doubt they will listen to what you have to say with kindred heart and allow one as myself rule."

"No! That's the thing. You do not understand any thing about us. We are Devils, not those sick demons that have no respect for life whatsoever. We never fail our words. We do not do back stabbing." n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Lenny shook his head, "honestly, if I can't see it myself, I won't trust your words even in a million years."

As Lenny said this, he waved his hand and the Invitation stones appeared. He merged the last stone with the others and it glowed in a bright greenish light. It was now a whole stone. Before Moranda's eyes, Lenny allowed his blood carrying his soul's power from his body stain the stone. Instantly, his soul essence was absorbed by the stone. All of a sudden, Lenny felt an incredible connection beyond words or understanding with the rest of the world. When he closed his eyes, he could...