from a king and queen of a kingdom that was designed to be the first of its kind to welcome supernaturals, humans, and fae. The artifact was created by the king, and Wilfried ended up killing both of them as a consequence and used the very device to make it impossible for the fae to make a move against him. That's probably how he grew in power, to begin with. And what's really fucked up is the queen's name was Quilzurashi, who is the spirit of my dragon. She revealed that she was pregnant before being killed and I was her child. She cursed Wilfried so that her child would be reborn into his family bloodline, which so happens to be connected to Wyatt, our real dad, so everything began unfolding after I awakened that very kingdom and the people who were frozen in time all this while, which includes Quilzurashi's sister, Quinnlan. She can now testify against Wilfried after Wyatt reveals to the public the truth that he's a twin and that they kept that a secret due to his duties of protecting the kingdom and the dragon lands connected to Quilzurashi's family legacy. So I needed to come to tell you all of that because, since you're my twin, there's a slight possibility Wilfried can use you to activate the artifact. And now I need Constantine because the moment Dad reveals the truth to the world, it'll automatically lead to Constantine's innocence. Since he's connected to the Faeiry Absolutes and the other power council, we need him to swear me in and my four men ahead of the public display so we can set Wilfried up and arrest him right there and then with everyone gathered."
I needed a moment to breathe after that word vomit, and I was certain Castalia and her three hellhound henchmen had to absorb all of that as well.
"Aside from all of that," Tristian began before pointing to the triplets. "Who is who?"
"Ceru," the one to the far left announced.
"Cereb," the one in the middle with glasses introduced.
"Cerberus," the one to the far right with a hint of attitude replied dryly before he frowned. "So why has it taken so long for all of that to reach here?"
"Oh," I began and took a deep breath and let it out. "After I awakened the kingdom it took me about two and a half weeks to recover and I lost my phone so I couldn't text."
"And why didn't you just telepathically reach her?" Cereb asked.
"I just did, which was what landed me here," I concluded.
"Aka, she thought of Castalia and activated a dark portal by accident," Ceru concluded. "Not too shabby."
"So why does this have anything to do with the Underworld?"
We all blinked before turning our heads to the culprit of the question on our left. The man in question was the tallest of us at 6'7" with short red hair with hints of black strands that was combed back. His skin was tanned caramel. He was fit and in a perfect red suit and a black tie. He was definitely attractive, but the aura around him was a dangerous sight to see - energy that danced like black flames that could consume one's soul.
"Lucifer, we have a problem," Castalia announced. "Looks like Wilfried's an evil mastermind and trying to awaken the beast with either me or my twin sister."
The man looked at Castalia and then slowly at me as I took in what she'd just said.
"Wait a damn minute!" I exclaimed and looked at Castalia while pointing to the tall man. "Lucifer?! You mean the devil?"
"Nah," Castalia replied, which made me sigh in relief.
"Thank goodness."
"He's Lucifer, the Ruler of Hell."
Now I was staring at her like she was a damn fool and Tristian looked just as confused.
"What's the difference?" he asked.
"That's a story for another day," Ceru, Cereb, and Cerberus declared.
"What's this about the beast and Castalia? Also, you never introduced me to your sister. Is she staying for long? Should I go into the kitchen and make some-"
"NO!" the four of them declared, interrupting the poor man, who actually frowned.
"C'mon. I won't burn the kitchen down like last time."
"You said that yesterday," Ceru groaned.
"And look what happened," Cereb acknowledged.
"The damn kitchen isn't even fixed yet cause the Hell Edition appliances are sold out. You better have a talk with Jesus, cause the angels don't need OUR shit."
"Hmm. He says it's because they last longer." Lucifer sighed. "I wonder why."
"It's because Hell appliances are like