Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 797  Emotions To Justify Logic

Lenny thought deeply and hard about those words. In fact, right now, a whole bunch of thoughts were swimming in his head and he wanted nothing more than to believe that it was all a dream. After all, Cuban was telling him that his existence was a practical prediction and manipulation of certain circumstances. Of course Cuban was not in on a lot of details such as the fact that it was the morningstar himself that had reincarnated lenny's soul from the ninth earth to this world, but all that did not matter. After all, the fact that Lenny could remove the Invitation stone and hand it over to Cuban was prove that his body was currently no longer his. And even now, he could feel a battle of Wills in his mind as he felt his person, who he was, and had always been being pulled into the abyss. Every hate, and anger and rebelliousness he had had towards Ciuban was washing off on its own. This was a very very scary thing. lenny could feel himself washing away. The worse part about this attack was that he could also feel that it was the same thing for his soul. The moment that knife made it to his chest, it had triggered certain dormant properties deep within his soul. The very worse part of it all was that even the Satan system was not triggered by this because it was considered a part of lenny's being. In was not an invasion, rather, it was an activation.

Lenny could not help but remember those stories of sleeper soldiers in his former life. There would go about their daily activities and when they were needed, they were called upon to serve their countries. In many cases, they would even give their lives for the cause. "FUCK!" Lenny cursed in his head, "who could have ever thought that I would be in such a situation." Lenny tried hard to fight back. But he was not winning. If not that his mind had been trained through pain and battle, he would have lost himself a very long time ago. However, C8uban was not yet done with his story. "After you were gone, trapped in the Nether realm, you left a hole in the Human defense, and even that Witch territory that you love so much was left with gapping holes. They were practically on edge every single day with the threat of death looming over their heads. On the other hand, I had decided not to harm them. Of course they was the occasional tease that came from time to time. You know, a mutated beast here and there. Just so that they were never comfortable in their shell. I have been with you humans for a very long time, and can tell how your kind think, and breathe. You always think with emotions and then later justify your actions with logic. A man could be dirt poor, and managed to beg for a piece of bread. But he will instead go and give that piece of bread to his family, instead of eating it himself. And then he would justify his actions by telling himself that it was because there are his family, and that family comes first. NO!

Logically, he should eat the bread and get more strength to get more bread for the others. But like I said before, Emotions to justify logic. Its the same thing you did right now. Logically, you knew that continuing the fight was the most logical thing to do. But you were willing to sacrifice the hopes, dreams and Fate of hundreds of humans fighting below. All of whom had placed their hopes and dreams on you. Your were willing to throw it all for the sake of one measly human being. And then you justify the weakness of your emotions with the logical reasoning that it is because Luca is your son. What a FOOL!" Cuban Laughed heartily. "That same son you were willing to sacrifice the hopes of the entire human race for, stabbed you in the back without a second thought. Let me ask you, did you know how me and Luca got acquitted?" n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Cuban's smile got wider as he looked at Luca with praise. "Imagine months of torturing that Witch's territory with mutated beasts and then one day, i hear that a young witch broke into my territory, demanding to have and audience with me.

Purely out of curiosity, I was willing to hear what he was going to say. And then I saw that he was your son. A product of my product. He came with the aura of hate and anger bathing his heart. That Hate and Anger was for none other than you, his father. After all, you were missing, and his mother had given her life for you. But to make matters worse, he was burdened with the responsibility of leadership. And so he came with a preposition. I should let his territory have their peaceful life, and that one day, when you came back, he would hand you over to me, personally.

I was a bit suspicious about such a nice offer, but whether I was willing to take the deal or not, Everbee was going to take it. Besides, I am still a demon, and blood oaths are what we live for."

Cuban saw the hated look in Lenny's eyes. "Huh!? You still have a bit of rebellion in you?" *SMACK!*

He gave Lenny a SLAP to the face. Blood fell from Lenny's mouth like a running tap with some of his teeth. By now, more dark vein marks had appeared on Lenny's face and even more were tracing about on his skin. It was like the roots of a tree, and as they appeared, Lenny felt his conscious mind slipping.

Lenny thought hard at what to do. Of course he was filled with incredible hatred right now, but that was not going to help his situation. What he needed now, was to be calm collected, and in control.