***

Arthur was in a room, a square room, not too big, but not too small either, everything in the room looked like it came out of a horror movie, on a table there were several instruments of torture, knives, whips, human weapons, the most painful of all was a kind of machine with a huge tube with an orange liquid, this was pure lava, used to punish the dead until they became demons, or else until they fell into oblivion, into the void.

 This machine was on top of Arthur's head, who was standing in the center of the room, his hands and feet were bound by chains, and no matter how hard he tried to get loose, he couldn't. Around him was a circle drawn around him. Around him was a circle drawn on the floor, this circle was what would prevent the lava from accumulating on the floor.

Standing in front of a table was a woman, her name was Kril.

"I always thought you were the weakest of all species, I can't believe that a few centuries ago you still imagined you were the center of the universe, now let's see, what should I wear today? kukukuku" said Kril with a macabre smile

***

Jhon was lying in his bed thinking about the strange events of the days, from the moment he saw the boy until the moment they went to sleep, the truth was that Jhon took the boy in because he remembered his son, who a few years ago had died on an expedition to one of the planets. And today when he saw Arthur and heard his story he started to like him, he knew that Arthur could not replace his son, but for a moment he thought that maybe it was possible.

He won't replace Carlos, but maybe I can help him find his parents' thought Jhon almost falling asleep. But suddenly he heard a very loud scream coming from one of the rooms.

'Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarghh'

Jhon quickly jumped out of bed and headed towards the bedroom to see if Arthur was okay and to find out what was going on.

Arriving at the room his chest hurt at the sight, Arthur was lying writhing in a bizarre position while crying, 'what happened to him that caused this reaction' thought Jhon. Running quickly to Arthur's side Jhon kneels down and tries to call his name and wake him up.

"Arthur, Arthur, it's okay, it's just a dream wake up"

Jhon kept calling a few more times until Arthur woke up still in shock, and the first thing he did was to put his hands on his back, seeing that they were still intact he began to calm down...

"What happened" asked Jhon a few minutes after Arthur had calmed down.

"I had a bad dream" replied Arthur looking into a corner of the room

"'It's okay, it was just a bad dream' Jhon comforted giving him a hug.

'He's just a kid after all' thought jhon"

'Thank you' Arthur replied.

Some time passed and Jhon left Arthur in his room."Try to sleep, it was just a bad dream no need to worry" jhon said giving him a smile and leaving

 "I'm not so sure it was" said Arthur looking at the screen in front of him.

[ New statistic open {Willpower} ]

[Willpower: 5 {The higher the willpower the more the chance of getting up in a critical situation}]

Not being able to sleep Arthur started thinking about things, about him being buried, about the system, about the strange place he was in his dream. And in the end he came to the conclusion that everything he had seen so far was real, maybe he really had died, and what led him to believe this was the strange phrase that was written on the tomb from which he came out, it was written:

 "In Memory of Arthur Scheuer. 2253-2268"

At the time he was so focused on breathing that he thought maybe it was a joke. But now he didn't believe it was, he died and someone brought him back and gave him the system, but who did these things for him? After this another question arose, if he was dead, how would he get back to his family? He had better start thinking of a good story.

***

>The next day<

The next day Arthur was ready to go see his family, he stayed up all night afraid to go to sleep and have the same nightmare, eventually he got nervous about meeting them and what to tell them, he came up with a story that didn't partner madness.

Arthur got up, took a shower, and went to have coffee with Jhon, he would take him to his house and then leave, he believed that this way everything would be fine since they were family, during breakfast they talked about a lot of things, most about Jhon's life he had many stories, whether they were true or not Arthur couldn't tell, but he was enjoying it, he always wanted to have a grandfather and Jhon helped him when he needed it, and they both avoided talking about the event of the night before.

After all this they finally left and headed to Arthur's house and coincidentally it was only a few kilometers from Jhon's house, they took a taxi and drove there, and finally said goodbye."Hey kid take care, and don't let them bury you alive anymore, hahaha" said Jhon with a smile."Sure, thanks for everything, when things are normal again I will come visit you and bring my family too. " replied Arthur

"I'll wait."And so Jhon went to his work and finally it was time for Arthur to see his family again, he took a deep breath and rang the bell.

*Ding Dong*

"Coming" answered a female voice.

"Hello...? "

"A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-Arthur? Is-is-it you?"

"Hello little sister, I'm back" Arthur said with a smile holding back tears.

"Emily who's at the door?" another voice was heard inside the house.

***

>In One of the Provinces of Hell<

"Viscount, we have located where the boy is, he is in a human city on planet Earth" said a man kneeling in front of a small throne.

"kukukukukuku, great send two scouts to bring him back" said the viscount.

"My lord, are you sure? After all he was chosen by..." replied the man afraid of the words coming out of his own mouth.

"He may have been chosen, but in the end he is just a child, I will raise him the right way, the way of a true King" said the viscount angrily.

"We have nothing to fear, the royal guard is busy, while the dukes are still fighting for power, and we will go after the boy, when the royal guard finds out it will be too late and I will be in control of the King" said the viscount already imagining his bright future. No demon could become the ruler of hell, but that didn't mean he couldn't rule behind the scenes.