A Lean Person: How dare you hide here? Who gave you this bread?
A Fat Person: You want to get away? Finish this dog food first!
Abadon fixated his eyes on the leftovers on the floor. You want to get away. He glanced at the fat person and the lean person. He sighed, grabbed a handful of dog food, and carelessly stuffed it into his mouth. The lean person and the fat person were not entertained by Abadon's reaction, so they kicked him and then left.
Abadon: ‘Dog food is food. I will eat this bread later. Hmm…Where should I sleep today?’
Abadon knew that wherever he slept, someone would always come to disturb him. Abadon was born a slave. His parents passed away due to overwork exhaustion. With no talents or any properties, he soon became a doormat. A slave is like a worm on the streets. No one cares about a slave’s life. Abadon had lost the will to live, but instead of committing suicide, he chose to endure everything that came his way…
Abadon: ‘This ally is a good shelter even with all these flies...I will sleep here tonight.’
Abadon: ‘One...Two...Three? Am I hallucinating? More and more flies are gathering here...’
Abadon: Ouch! It bit me! Is this a fly nest? Hm...I am stepping on something soft…
？？？: It hurts...I am starving...
Abadon looked down at his feet, only to find himself standing on a person's white skin—someone’s stomach to be exact. He immediately stepped back and lit a match. In the dim light, he saw a pile of flies swarming around the body he stepped on...Two bright eyes shined in the darkness, as if they were asking for Abadon’s help…
Abadon: ‘What’s the matter with this fly lady...I guess I have to share half of my bread with you...’
Abadon: Here you go.
The lady swallowed the bread without saying a word. She gave a piece of it to a big fly near her.
Abadon: Are these flies your pets?
？？？: ...They came to me.
Abadon: What’s your name?
Abadon: Where are your parents?
Beelzebub: I’m here waiting for them...but they never returned…
Abadon: ‘So you've been abandoned? At such a young age?’
Beelzebub: Don’t leave me, brother...I’m so scared…
Abadon sighed. He had lost count of the times he sighed in a single day. Seeing the lady in front of him, Abadon thought to himself: where does an abandoned person end up and who do they think of when they're about to pass away…
Beelzebub pulled Abadon’s sleeve, begging him to stay. Abadon couldn’t even take care of himself. Therefore, Abadon left after comforting Beelzebub. When he later returned , he couldn’t find Beelzebub anymore.
For the next couple of days, Abadon’s life was dull again. Sometimes people would kick him or throw him into the river while other times he would hear people scorning him…
A Lean Person: Hey, have you seen the fly lady? She looks nice!
A Fat Person: I want a woman for fun! Looks like I’ll be getting one for free! Yeah!
A Lean Person: But there are so many flies around her. They are annoying!
A Fat Person: Nevermind. Just take it easy.
Abadon: ‘Are they talking about Beelzebub? She is so skinny. That fat ass is gonna hurt her...’
Abadon stayed calm and followed the two of them to the alley. The further they walked into the alley, the louder the buzzing sound was. Beelzebub slept in the corner with a big fly in her arms…
A Fat Person: Here she is! Nice! She’s asleep...Hey you little dog, you want her too?
Abadon: Don’t touch her! Or I'll make you regret it!
Abadon: ‘What was I thinking?! How can I defeat five of them…’
Abadon: ‘Ouch! My ribs are injured...’
A Fat Person: I'm no longer in the mood for this...Eh? Where did that fly lady go?
A Thin Person: She ran away. Nevermind, it's not difficult to find her.
A Fat Person: Huh! Abadon, you won't be as lucky next time!
After spitting at Abadon, the fat person left with the others. Abadon slowly stood up, used his hand to pressed onto his ribs and faltered along the wall. All he wanted was a corner to rest in, but he was exhaustedand his vision soon became blurry...He then fainted on the ground…
In the daze, he seeminly heard buzzing and snoring sounds...Upon opening his eyes, Beelzebub was sleeping by his side.
Beelzebub: You are awake! Beezebub is so happy…
Abadon: This quilt, and...Did you bandage me?
Beelzebub nodded and leaned against Abadon’s shoulder. When Abadon was thirsty, Beelzebub would immediately fetch him water; when he was hungry, Beelzebub could always get him precious bread...She fixated her eyes on Abadon's happy manner when he ate.
Abadon: Why are you so good to me?
Beelzebub: Brother, you saved Beelzebub’s life...Beelzebub likes you...I want to be with you…
Hard as it was to express these emotions, Beelzebub conveyed her feelings with sincerity...Abadon couldn’t help but hold Beelzzebub’s cold hands. He never would have thought that he could have beautiful things other than leftovers…
Beelzebub always knew what was on Abadon’s mind and always got him everything he needed. After Abadon fully recovered, Beelzebub still took care of him. Abadon gradually got used to Beelzebub’s company. They soon found a place to live together but the gangs would still disturb them from time to time…
The Lean Person: Hey bro! Nice jacket! Are you a tourist?
A Fat Person: Wow, you know what? We have a tradition here. No one passes this road without paying me.
？？？: I see, but I get nothing in return. That doesn't align with my principles.
A Lean Person: It seems like we should teach you a lesson…
Abadon: Hey! Don’t block the way.
A Lean Person: Abadon and the fly lady? Huh!
Beelzebub: Bro...Beelzebub hates them…
Abadon: Stay here, Beelzebub. Hey, go away!
A Fat Person: You little rat! Have a taste of my fist!
A Fat Person: Woah! Burn! I burned my hand! Help!
Abadon: Hey, are you alright?
？？？: Abadon, right? Thank you!
Abadon: They were blocking your path. You can’t dress like this and stroll around the slaves' zone. It’s dangerous.
Abadon: Or...What if you paid me to protect you?
？？？: Sounds good, thank you.
The tourist walked around for a whole day in the slaves’ zone. Every time people approached with knives or swords, Abadon would raise his guard to protect the man. Beelzebub, who was ill, unconsciously following them. When the day came to an end, the man smiled, gave a bag of coins to Abadon as payment, and left.
The next day, Abadon returned home after buying medicine for Beelzebub. He was surprised to find food and medicine in his house. Before he could understand what had happened, a man’s voice echoed in the house…
？？？: Hey, Abadon, we meet again.
Abadon: You...How did you find where I live?
？？？: I just looked around and found this place. Abadon, This batch of food and medicine, it's enough for your sister. She will shortly recover.
Abadon: ……Who are you?
？？？: I am Baal from the royal family.
？？？: Do you want to leave this place? Be a ‘ pioneer’ and you can escape this hell.
The word ‘escape’ has came to Abadon's mind millions of times after meeting Beelzebub. He wanted to leave this place with Beelzebub and live a peaceful life together, but he couldn't figure out a way to realize this dream. Now that this stranger is reminding him of “escape”, he wanted to immediately leave this place…
Abadon finally left the slaves’ zone with Beelzebub. Under Baal’s arrangement, they boarded Belial’s airship and departed to the Realm. As a slave, it was beyond his imagination that he could travel with Belial, match Azazel the guard's abilities, and live a peaceful life with Beelzebub…
Before the departure, Baal asked Abadon to report the progress of Belial's mission from time to time, so Abadon seized this opportunity to frequently go back to the airship. While the others thought Abadon was diligent…
Mastema didn't think the same.
Since Mastema noticed Abadon frequently going to the communication lab, she saw it as a threat and ordered Abadon to teach the Demons how to use the fire element. In order to avoid Beelzebub getting hurt, Abadon did everything Mastema asked of him…
Beelzebub: Brother...Beelzebub hates Mastema...She is bad…
Abadon: Be good, Beelzebub. I will be with you when I have time.
Beelzebub: Beelzebub wants to be with you, brother...I don’t want to see Mastema…
Abadon: That woman is dangerous. Don’t get in trouble.
Beelzebub pushed Abadon away. When she waved her hands, flies immediately gathered around her and flew towards Mastema’s tent…
Beelzebub dashed into Mastema’ s tent and flies were everywhere. Mastema, who saw this coming, immediately fused magic power around the tent. The tent became her shield, driving all the flies away. No longer having the flies' support, Beelzebub was at a disadvantage. Mastema grabbed her magic stick and dashed toward Beelzebub. Suddenly, a pillar of fire flooded the tent. Mastema immediately took a few steps back…
Abadon: Mastema, it was only a little girl's prank. You don't have to be this serious!
Mastema: A trick? She was serious.
Abadon: Anyways, I will tell Master Belial about everything that just happened and you’re welcome to comment as much as you like.
Mastema: Huh! Will you report anything about the communication lab?
Abadon: I will also report the Demons you trained. Let’s see which issue catches Belial’s attention.
Mastema: You...Well, I will never hurt your sister, alright?
Abadon: Alright, remember your promise. Beelzebub, let’s go.
Taking Beelzebub’s hand, Abadon could feel her trembling. He sighed and left the tent...