Author's note: Sorry for the long wait; short chapter. Please read author's note at the bottom, don't worry IT ISN'T A HIATUS NOTE. IT'S NOT.

When Allen has disappeared, Yukio can't help but feel very worried. It had been awhile since he joined their family, and during that time, he'd grown attached despite the obvious enigma shrouding the other. There were times where he'd straight up disappear for hours, perhaps even the entire day (they all shrugged it off as him getting lost), but Yukio felt suspicion pooling at his stomach—Even if he told himself it was wrong and that he shouldn't be thinking those things.

"I'll be back." He said.

Yukio's eye twitched, arms crossed as he wondered where his brother could be. Class had ended with a rather interesting twist during gym, and the boy had not come back and was nowhere to be found; not lost in school, or even in their dorm.

"Where could he be?"

Stepping into Hell was a literal nightmare. A gush of sudden hot, flaming air toppled his demeanour.

'Had Gehenna always been this hot?' Allen thought, reaching to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

Honestly, he was sure it wasn't, and he wondered if someone opened the gate where many souls had been trapped under Gehenna. Stepping outside his mansion, his thoughts were confirmed when souls so distorted—It reminded him of the souls trapped in Akuma—flew around; looking for an escape.

'Hopefully Satan won't scold me for this…'

After all, the souls trapped in Gehenna were Allen's charges, he is the King of Spirits, and while they technically weren't ghosts, they were similar. Breathing in, he spoke. It was gentle as though he previously wasn't annoyed and distraught.

"Please head back." Simple words, but the souls seemed to freeze, as though they were in a trance.

Under those white bangs, were molten-gold eyes. Suddenly, movement. Souls from everywhere in Gehenna began to head in a giant crater of darkness, lights as bright and quick as shooting stars, they disappeared.

A sigh, "Great. Now to close the gate and to find my way to the castle—Without being late."

Walking down the (surprisingly) cobbled street of the upper area of Gehenna, demons who'd been in the vicinity were shocked and wide-eyed. As he walked, they knelt on the floor to show their respects. Many feared for their lives, but at the same time honoured to have someone important be before them. Forward before him was a castle uphill, the path was long stretched out, and he knew it would take a while.

Upon reaching the castle steps, isolated from the rest of Gehenna, he sighed. Another bow by a demon at the entrance, and he found a few of his brothers inside the hall, making their way to the room. Recognition flashed in Mephisto's eyes as he saw Allen walk through he red-carpeted halls.

"Hoho~ What has my little brother done this time?" His annoying voice tempted Allen to hit him. Instead, the latter refrained from so and settled on a glare with a click of his tongue.

"I wonder." He muttered sarcastically.

It wasn't long before they gathered before Satan, whom was seated upon his throne in a vast room basked in a blue light. All eight kings were lined up, and simultaneously they rested on one knee against the ground, hand above their chest they held their heads down.

The figure before them was shadowed, his form seemed somewhat casual with his head rested on the back of his hand. Though, there was obvious lividness. Light pouring from the arched windows seeped through. A ray making a gleaming red hue visible against the darkness.

"StAnD." They all stood.

Then, the crimson eye fell upon the white-haired male, "AzAzEl."

Allen bit back a gulp. He was frightened, but he steeled himself in posture and mind, though he dare not make eye contact with his father.

"YoU hAvE mAdE tRoUbLe, OnCe AgAiN." Allen swore he heard a sigh accompanying the phrase.

"AsTaRoTh HaS rEpOrTeD yOu BeInG eNrOlLeD aT aN eXoRcIsT's ScHoOl." The white-haired demon gave a quick wry glance at Astaroth who stood the furthest away from him, head held high with respect at their father.

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"ArE yOu PlAnNiNg On DeFyInG mE?"

"WHY ARE YOU IN YOU'RE REBELLIOUS PHASE? YOU AND AMAIMON?"

"GODDAMNIT FATHER."

Author's Note: I'm sorry, couldn't help myself.

Yes, the chapter is short, and I'm really sorry. I'm just finding it difficult to get inspiration for this, I'm actually lost in how to continue this, because I doubt Allen would kill Satan or let him be killed. Because, well. Satan did give him a chance, another life. And jfkgbr Gah. I haven't seen this anime/manga in a long ass time, so details on the episodes are almost non-existent.

I'll do my best to continue, and uh. Don't kill me, but I actually had a new idea for a story. You guys know Magi: the Labyrinth of Magic, right? I wanted to write a SI/OC insert fic, and I wanted your opinions if I should do it or not.

"Dying and getting reborn was unexpected, but getting reborn into a royal family with a pig for a father was a whole different level. And she thought getting reborn with a dick was difficult."

So, like the idea? or not? Please tell me, and thank you for the amazing support!