Ahh it's been a while! A pleasure to see you again. Now, shall we dive into our handsome devil's story?


Letting out a loud yawn, I walked down the street. 
"I am..bored." I spoke to myself.
Being the son of Satan isn't easy nor fun. The amount of unwanted attention is just..no. 

Meet Apollyon. The one and only son of Satan. A smokin' hot 27 year old just enjoying life best he can. A quick flashback, yes? Be warned, this part will get graphic. 


17 years ago

"How was school today master?"
"It was fine."
"I see."
"Is mother home?"
"U-uh..yes..sir."
"Oh."
Being 10 years old, I kind of expected my life to be filled with..happiness. Instead I have a drunk mother and a father who was never here. 
"We're here master."
I looked at the big house that some would call a home. But I viewed it as just a building to sleep. 

Walking into the house, my gaze darted all over the place. The house was a mess and I heard soft noises. Like..painful noises. I took a step into the living room and saw a mans jacket. That's not my dad's. 
"I'm home.."
"Ngh!~ F-Fuck right...right there!!" 
"Shh shh..i heard something.."
Oh. That's what happening. She's married to my dad. She's only supposed to do that with my dad. I found myself getting angrier by the second. 
"pft- What can I do? I'm just a kid.." 
I should not have accepted that when I did. Being fed up and over it, I walked into the kitchen and grabbed the knife. It was the biggest one I could find and I made my way to her room. 
"Faster! God fuck please!~"
The closer i got the louder it got. The creaking of the bed, the grunts of the man, the slapping noises. My breathing grew heavy. Huffs turned into growls, I looked down at my hands and saw claws. Letting my anger take over me, the 10 years I had to deal with her drunkinness, the constant yelling and sleeping with other men, I was over it all. 

Kicking down the door, I took note of the man as he jumped in shock. He quickly pulled out of my mother and fell down onto the floor.
"H-hey kid..put the- put the knife down.."
"Shut up." 
I looked over at my mother and all I saw was red. Her face was red and sweaty. And her hair was such a mess. I turned back to the man and slowly walked over to him, every step i took broke the ground and shook the home. 
"Well...that's knew.." I smirked.
Before I knew it, the knife was in the mans neck. Blood splattered all over my face as I stabbed his eyes, then his tongue, then his chest; pirecing right into his heart. 
"Apollyon!! You're killing him stop it this instant!!" Mother yelled.
My ear twitched as I turned around. I caught myself laughing. It was like..i wasn't in my own body. 
"Killing him? Mother please, he's already dead. And you're next.." I spoke.
My voice was psychotic and broken. This is very new to me. This...this feeling of anger. 

Jumping on my mother, she struggled to push me off her. I was very smaller than her and weaker, seeing as how I was a 10 year old boy and she was a 30 year old woman. I sliced her arm as she threw me into the wall and ran off. 
"It's pointless mother...I'll catch you~" 

A shame to pause the tape there, I know. But our time together has run out~ Until next time folks.