(No One's POV)
Aristomache walked throughout the Eclipse Wing, Gamer following close behind, completely dead quiet. Yet this nagging feeling kept tugging at his mind, it felt like anger and annoyance, but it wasn't his. "Queen Aristomache-" "Just call me Aristomache" the woman kind of snapped back, a few seconds later, she signed "...yes Shadow?" "U-um... are you alright?" Aristomache looked at Gamer, raising an eyebrow "What?" "Y-you're mad and annoyed by something... and I'm just a bit concerned" Gamer felt completely awkward now, nervous about what Aristomache would spit at him. Probably something about manners or learning to keep his nose out of people's business, yet that's not what she said. "My grandfather wants me to hurry up and marry someone, and have a child... or he's going to start organizing consorts and make me choose one of them" Gamer was surprised that Aristomache told him what was bothering her "He really doesn't care if they're a guy, girl or another gender- he just wants me to hurry up and find someone, and get an heir for the Eclipse Wing before I'm dead". Well good to know that Satan's very accepting, yet Gamer doubts he'd let Aristomache marry anyone whose not a demon or devil. "You don't want to marry yet, just focus on being queen until you want to" "Exactly" Aristomache confirmed Gamer's words "I'd appreciate it if you don't talk about this with anyone else" "Yes ma'am". The two demons made their way outside to the gardens where Jackal was waiting for them. Aristomache then left both of them due to being needed by Satan. "So, how's Hell going for you? You liking it so far?" Jackal asked as Gamer looked up at the balcony of the Reaper Wing, seeing Death talking to another palace guard... he had forgotten that Death was on guard duty today "It's alright I guess" "Boring, isn't it?" "Not as boring as Heaven, the crime and crap down here actually gives a little entertainment" Gamer answered, making Jackal smile a bit.

A question bugged Gamer's mind though "Jackal- the Threat Wing, it only has torture demons and torture devils... is there different types or is there just only two under that wing?" Jackal thought for a few seconds of whether he should answer Gamer's question or not. "There are many types of torture demons and devils" "What type of torture demon is Death?" Gamer hesitantly asked "Death is a Ripper, the most dangerous type out of the lot. They're known for the most horrid torturing to sinners or those who undefined them, but really they're cold-hearted murderers who seek fun and satisfaction through their victims' painfully slow gory and horrific deaths" Gamer didn't know how to take in that information. Gamer looked up at Death on the balcony, Jackal meeting his gaze "Death isn't like that" Jackal told Gamer "But-" "Get rid of the thought now" Jackal warned, the harshness of his voice kind of scaring Gamer a bit "O-okay, forgetting it" Gamer looked at the ground as Jackal's expression softened a bit. "Gamer, when Death came back from Heaven, he wouldn't shut up about how amazing and kind you were to him- he was really happy... until came time for his punishment for leaving Hell" Gamer looked at Jackal, unable to tell if what he was hearing was the truth "It's incredibly hard to make a torture demon happy, yet you proved that wrong". Jackal smiled a bit "And I'm having a feeling you're gonna prove a lot more things wrong while you're here, including changing the image angels have on Hell" Gamer couldn't believe what he was hearing. Years of being told he was nothing, worthless and useless, unable to do anything to please or impress anyone, to the point he thought he was just a waste of time and started putting himself down.... what Jackal is telling him is as if it were a dream. "You're going to succeed in all our expectations, one at a time in the near future, and the day you succeed the very last one... I'd be very proud of you". The royals actually did have a whole lot of hope for Gamer, a whole lot more hope than Heaven did.

Jackal soon lead Gamer into the Reaper Wing's Hall of Murals which had murals of all the Reaper Wing black councilors, then Jackal lead him into a corridor where they ran into Euanthe "Jackal, Grandfather wants a word with you about something" "He mad or something?" "He's in one of those unreadable moods" Jackal signed "Like that's helpful... keep Gamer company until I get back" "Alright" Jackal ran off, while Euanthe walked with Gamer to a different corridor. There were a few pictures up on the wall which Euanthe happily named each person, however, one caught Gamer's eye. "Who's that?" Gamer asked, pointing at the woman in the painting "That's Katalina Reaper, second wife of Grim Reaper" Euanthe carefully answered "Second wife?" "Grim's first wife died during a cleansing day, he was then betrothed to Katalina, then Jackal was born" Euanthe shortly explained "Who was his first wife-" "No one knows, no one will" Euanthe interrupted him "Euanthe-" "No more questions, go home". Euanthe walked off down the corridor, leaving Gamer alone with his thoughts. Euanthe turned the corner and bumped into Angel "Sorry princess-" "Calm down Angel, accidents are accidents and this one I believe was my fault, not yours" Euanthe laughed a bit "There something on your mind, sweetheart?" Euanthe asked "U-um... no, not at all-" "I can tell when you're lying" Euanthe informed Angel "How?". Euanthe bent down to Angel's level and tapped Angel's cheek with her finger "You've got bags under your eyes indicating that you haven't been sleeping due to some thought, person or thing keeping you up, meaning there is something on your mind- you're just afraid or too stubborn to ask for help" Euanthe looked at Angel worryingly "Same thing with the fallen, therefore the problem is spreading".

Angel signed "A dream cater has been messing with mine and Gamer's sleep for a couple weeks now, dream catchers do shit and the nightmares are getting worse" Angel admitted as Euanthe raised an eyebrow "Who's the dream cater?" "Neither of us know, he never says his name-" "What was his appearance in your nightmare?". Angel started having second thoughts about telling Euanthe all this "I give you my word, neither Jackal, Aristomache nor any other royal will know about our conversation, but you must let me help you and the fallen before your situation gets worse" Euanthe calmly said. Angel adverted her eyes to the ground "Please Elizabeth". Hearing her original name brought back the memory to the first nightmare ...a man stood up near the bottom of the stage-... his dead eyes were a psychotic red and crazy, his teeth were razor sharp and animal-like, stitches all over his icky grey pale face while he wore a suit like he was the perfect groom... "H-he's tall and grey, red eyes, sharp teeth, stitches all over his face and dressed in a suit..." Angel felt a cold chill run through her bones. Just the thought of him is a horrid repeat of the sick nightmares he's given her. "The dream cater's name is Crawler, he's one of the best when it comes to nightmares.... I know of a demon who can help, she lives in Isledale, the city of misfortune. She's kind of like a witch doctor" "What's her name?" Angel asked "Akire Shards".....