"You have proven your worth yet again, Number 1." Nodding his head, he is satisfied with everything that has happened.

This is what he always wanted.

A new soul to torture and perish in hell.

"Hey, Satan!" Number 1 calls on him while crossing his arms and lifting an eyebrow. "I believe I deserve a holiday~"

"HAHA! Sure thing, besides, I promised. Although I don't really wanna keep it WAHAHAHAH!" Satan walks toward him, patting his back. A grin plastered on his face as he skipped away from him. His laughter eventually overlapped the screaming of the sinful souls as they begged to be pulled out of the pool of fire that is hotter than magma.

Although, they already ceased to exist in the world of the living, they incessantly shout for help, aggressively pulling the others down to bring themselves out of the blazing fire, pleading to be saved.

"Poor you. You deserve that punishment though. You are not worthy of mercy. " Number 1 thought.

"S-spare me, p-please! I beg you!!"

He halted in his tracks, eyes fixated on the pleading soul as she tries to grab his leg. There was no emotion seen on his face. Then with mischief, he knelt down, extended his hand as if reaching out to her. "Thank you! Thank you so much! Please let me out of --"

"BWAHAHAH! Oops! Sorry~ Did you really expect me to just -- HAHAHAH!" Unable to contain his laughter, the devil rolls on the floor whilst hugging his stomach. He finds it funny watching how all of them are shrieking in pain.

"You! You devil! Arghh! " she shouted as the fire slowly drags her down along with the others who are still struggling.

"Indeed!" He then walks away, stops and turns back, winking at her. "Babye~"

"I should use my time wisely. I rarely get to have a holiday." Number 1 thought to himself.

Spreading his dark humongous wings, he flew out of hell and entered the world of the living.

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"**WOHOOO! COME ON**!"

"**HAVE A SIP OF THIS ONE! IT HAS A GREAT EFFECT**!"

"**I FEEL LIKE I CAN DO ANYTHING NOW HAHAHA**!"

"**HOW'S YOUR FIRST DAY HERE**?"

"**CAN I ACCOMPANY YOU**?"

The room is too crowded where almost everyone is bumping into one another's bodies. The sound of people screaming and laughing as well as the earsplitting music could definitely make a person faint if it is his or her first time in a bar. It causes dizziness for non-regulars but not for him.

Having been able to shape-shift, which not all devils can do, Number 1 takes the form of a woman. He walks in high heels, wearing a tight dress revealing too much skin on his legs, his ****** almost sliding out, slender arms fully displayed and long black hair as the only cover on his back.

He can come in the form of a man but it intrigues him as to what women do in such place. He is not unfamiliar with nudity but it amused him how strippers danced gracefully with the music. He kept grinning from ear to ear as he witness men trying to make a move on them.

One young man approached him. Although the light is too dim to see his face, he was obviously attractive. The curly blond hair perfectly matches his pair of aquamarine eyes. Every woman will definitely fall head over heels for this guy. "**Are you alone**?" he asked in a low sexy tone.

Number 1 was laughing his *** out at the back of his head. He knew that sooner or later someone will try to flirt with him especially in this body. "Yeah~", he answered while his eyebrows wriggle. "**How about you**?"

"I'm lonely." He chuckled in a way every lady will find seductive. The playful demon smiled a bit and glanced at the poles again where strippers were dancing. "**Wanna grab a drink**?", asked the young man.

He didn't respond. Instead, he walked toward the dancers, grasped the pole and started moving his hips. He reached out to his shoe and slowly slides his hands from his heel up to his bottom. As the music gets louder, the more he gets playful.

This devil started gaining attention from the majority — especially the blond head. They are all engrossed in his dancing while most of them are being eaten by lust. He couldn't careless and wanted to enjoy and at the same time, take home a prey.

"Humans are really born sinners." He thought while biting his lower lip, bending over as one hand holds onto the pole and the other flipping the long black hair to the other side for the viewers to see his face.

One wink and everyone shouted "WOAH!~" as if it was practiced. People started whistling, screaming and some are automatically running to him. Meanwhile, the young man who approached a minute ago, stood frozen, his eyes unable to look the other way. When he realized how long he had been staring, he covered his mouth that was left agape. He lowered his head and cleared his throat.

Whispering in his ears, "Already falling for this body?" , the man almost jumped out when Number 1 suddenly appeared behind him. He could feel the warmth and it turned him on.

"He is an easy prey." Number 1 muttered.

"**Oh, hey**..." he smiled awkwardly while his face turned into a tomato. "Didn't expect you there hehehe.."

Everyone else still has their eyes on Number 1's body, who looks and sticks his tongue out. "**So, how was it**?"

"It's...sexy.... I mean you're beautiful", his ears turned redder upon delivering his compliments. He looks into Number 1's eyes and is captivated by its beauty. He thought "she's so ideal.. and pretty...and sexy and .. and--"

"**Still wanna grab a drink**?" The devil offered.

He takes a deep breath. This young man still believes that he is talking to such a magnificent woman. "**I... I'd like to do something else**."

"**I'm always free**."

"**Would you like to come with me and drink tea**?"

The devil was too stunned to speak. He didn't expect such invitation given the fact that they are in a bar and supposed to drink alcohol.

"What's his deal?!"

NUMBER 1

I can't keep myself from raising an eyebrow at this nameless young man. "Are you being serious now? HAHA!"

He just asked me for a tea when we are currently in a bar.

Well, that's quite unexpected.

He just slightly scratched his head, then holds his nape. Slowly looking up again, "**Yeah**..." he said. Maybe he really is serious about it. Aside from the fact that I'm on a holiday, currently trying to enjoy in this woman's body, it wouldn't hurt to take home some prey tonight. "Would it be fine? It's okay if you can't --"

"**It doesn't sound that bad**." I cut him off. "So, are we going or not?"

Perhaps due to surprise, it took him a minute or two to respond and a sweet smile crawled on his cheeks. He just nodded with his eyes sparkling while offering his hand like a gentleman. This person seems to be like just any other playboys. I know because I am one, especially in this world. Hehe..

You mortals are no different from one another. I wonder what he has in mind right now, something dark that I can take advantage of.

We stride out of the packed room with him leading the way. "**May I know your name**?", he suddenly asked when we successfully exited. "Sorry if I'm asking too much, hehehe. It's just that, when I saw  you earlier, it felt like there was something that you know, connects us."

Now he is asking for a name which I am not prepared for. He also said that there was a connection.

HAHAHAHA! Has this person gone mad?

Maybe what he felt is a sign that I'm the devil destined to get his soul. Don't be ridiculous. Anyone can tell how good he is with his words. If I were a true woman, a mortal at that, I would've believed him. "**Angel**", my lips murmured. It came out of nowhere. That is the first thing that came to mind, so I unconsciously said it out loud. "Angel. Yes, that's my name."

"It surely suits you. Beautiful, angel-like woman." He looked at me with sincerity in his eyes. I put on a fake smile but I truly wanted to burst into laughter. This form can definitely make any man kneel with just simply breathing. It makes me cringe to have this kind of conversation with another man but it's not that bad though.

Yeah. For some reasons, I don't hate it that much.

"You sure knows your way with women." I  gently touched his chin and let my fingers run down his lips. "**Be sure that the tea you're offering won't waste my time**." I'll take it slow. Being hasty in this situation will not help in assuring my success. I can read his mind but I don't want to yet. In this way, I can enjoy better, right? It seems like it's not that boring to act as a human sometimes.

Suddenly, I felt warm hands wrapping around mine. He was looking directly into my eyes, he started wearing a bright smile once again. The smile that which outshines the moonlight. This person is definitely a happy pill for his peers, or so I think. But wouldn't it be better to have someone like him say goodbye to earth and cause those around him to feel agony? Guess that's a better sight.

"**I'll make sure you won't forget it**." We walked through a lot of streets, passed by a lot of restaurants and

still haven't reached the destination. Until our feet stopped at a certain small house which neighborhood felt like a ghost town. It was so quiet but you cannot say peaceful. One look and anyone can tell how heavy the atmosphere is. I'd like to read his mind now, but it will take away the thrill, so I won't. For now, I'll act as if nothing piques my curiosity. "Come in!"

A bunch of hoodlums are right in front of the door as he opened it – smoking, chattering and guffawing. Bottles of beers scattered on the floor as well as cigarette butts. The whole place is reeking in alcohol. "What a hottie we have here." A skinny man commented while uncrossing his legs, he is sitting at the sofa, in the middle of everyone else. "**Aren't you tired of walking? Here**," he tapped his thighs and all of them started laughing, aside from this guy beside me.

Should I kill everyone here? But that won't be fun at all. Perhaps I'll have to play a little more.

"**Hello! Thanks for having me here. I think you're having a party of some kind**?" Walking toward them, this nameless guy grabbed my pinky finger as if telling me not to. Now I understand the whole situation. No need to tell me young man. Let me just make the most of my holiday. This is not what I anticipated. However, this is better.

"**And your name, baby**?" asked the other.

"**Angel**."

"**Well, that's really sexy**~"

"**Wow! Just look at her body**!"

"**Check out her legs, arms, and boobs! What a sight**!"

"**Boy, I want her so bad**!"

"**Did she even come here voluntarily or was she drugged**?"

"**SHH! SILENCE**!" Based on what I've witnessed so far, this guy's the head, huh? "Why not take a sit first? Your feet might hurt." All of them adjusted seats and offered me the one next to their boss. This man looks like he is in his mid-40's, he might also have a child by now. "Jacob, you've done a great job. You may go."

So that was his name? I see.

The young man I talked to, or rather, Jacob, bowed a little as a sign for respect to these people, I guess. Then, he stepped out of the house, leaving me alone with this bunch of drunkards.

"Hey, Angel! Since you came all the way here, did Jacob tell you what you'll be doing?"

These guys..

They are unaware of what's about to happen. Seems like they think of me as their prey when it is the other way around. That makes it more interesting, but I wonder for how long should I act?

As I licked my lips and all of them looking at my every move, I asked, "**Are you in for a ride to hell**?"

"**If it's with you, then I'll go**." The dirty-looking old man said as he touches his chin and scans this body.

"**Are we even suppose to think for an answer if a babe like her were to ask that**?" This time, it was a man in a suit who doesn't seem to belong in this group of people. He looks presentable enough to be considered one of these thugs and drunkards here.

Their laughter echoed in the four corners of the room. These people are gravely mistaken. I'm sorry to disappoint but what's about to happen is not as you imagine. My excitement is killing me now. I feel like I hit the jackpot! I won't be taking home one but a bunch of losers with me.

Oh no! My fangs are about to show!

Oh, Satan, Satan! You are too lucky to have me.

All that is heard inside the room is the nonstop teasing at Number 1, who is still currently in a woman's form. Every men believes that he is a lustful mortal like them. Offering alcoholic drinks is the middle-aged man whose clothes are torn, hair's a mess, and almost about to pass out. Of course, without hesitation, the devil took a huge gulp and immediately emptied the bottle.

Another young lad appeared behind the little devil, who is still thinking of the funniest way of annihilating them. The former handed over a cigarette stick which the latter accepted. He moved closer to his face in order for the other to light his cigarette. As Number 1 blew its smoke to him, the young lad even inhaled it, then chuckled like a maniac.

"**Why don't you try this**?", said a curly-haired guy who's looking like a walking tattoo, it seems every part of his body is inked. Although looking at the tattoos individually, one can say they are rather artistically done. However, it irritates Number 1 whenever he shoots a glance at him. "That is a cocaine." He handed a pack of white powder. Simultaneously nodding his head and moving his hand up and down, he kept on gesturing to the devil to inhale it, and so he did.

As the drug finds its way to his nostrils, he didn't stop until there's nothing left. "**CHECK IT OUT! THIS LADY'S DEFINITELY READY**!" Shouted another member of the group. Everyone's looking at him in awe and are getting excited.

The devil, who's starting to get high due to intoxication, is now dancing around which hyped everyone up in the room. Whistles, cheers, loud music and all kinds of noises are heard all through the night. No one's complaining for it seems they are the only ones in the neighborhood. They have the whole place for themselves.

"**FWITTT~WIWWWW**~!" one of them continues to whistle as if catcalling him. Some of them even took advantage of the situation and started assaulting him sexually, which he didn't pay attention to. Number 1 continued to shout to the music while dancing and even laughing at whatever they do with the body he is currently in.

Most of them started to tear the dress and their hands wander the woman's body. Which, again, Number 1 neglected. He was just indulging himself with all the pleasures and sins these people are committing. There was nothing more that excites him than taking them down to hell. Let their souls perish later. So he is allowing them to make the most out of this moment.

"**WHY DON'T YOU LET THE OTHERS JOIN**?!", the devil shouted over the loud music. Taken aback by the sudden question, everybody started looking at one another, until the head of the group smirked at him.

"She's sharp." He commented while his eyes are still at Number 1. However, he tried to feign innocence at whatever the other is pertaining to. "**WHAT EXACTLY ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT**?!" He shouted back.

A huge smile started to crawl onto the woman's face. Walking confidently toward the 'boss', raising the right leg on the couch, he leaned forward and whispered. "You know EXACTLY what I mean."

For the second time, the man tried to keep a poker face, pretending not to know a thing. "You're probably too drunk."

"Oh no~ NO. I'M. NOT." The devil's left eye started to show its true color. The sclera turned black and its iris to red. But the right eye maintained its color. As the mortal stares into it, the more he feels that this person in front of him, whoever or whatever she is, knows what she is doing.

"You are hiding numerous female mortals here, aren't you? Let them join the party. It's not right to leave them behind, you know."

Unable to deny, he signaled the others to bring the girls in. Women started to enter the room, most of them are wearing revealing clothes. Almost ninety percent of their skin is exposed, only the remaining ten is covered.

At one glimpse, Number 1 is aware of who are prostitutes and who are rape victims among them. Nonetheless, he walked to the center and even set the music louder. All of them continued dancing, laughing, and some men even started to strip off the newly joined ladies. In the corners, there were people inhaling cocaine, smoking weeds, gobbling drinks, showering in alcohol and also getting laid.

It is also visible how few women are struggling from the grip of those lascivious men. They are victims — forced and locked inside this apartment. Treated as if they are livestock, being prepared in times of heat. In between the blasting loud music and laughter are the cries for help of those who are held captive in this place.

"**Please stop**.."

"**No! Don't touch me, you motherfucker**!"

"**Leave me alone**!!"

"**You fuckin' *****! Stop acting like you don't want it**!"

These are the noises barely heard in the four corners of the room. But Number 1 hears it loud and clear. He was just letting it happen.

Why would he interfere?

What good would it bring to stop these people? Nothing.

Rather, he will gain a lot in allowing such things to happen. Commit multiple sins, mortals. He thought.

Hours passed and now it's getting boring for him. These people are not getting tired of chitchatting as well. He is not happy at all. The drinks are no longer making him dizzy, the drugs are not hyping him up, everything is not as fun as  earlier. Then he decided, why not proceed with the original plan?

One look and the music stopped playing. Everyone seems puzzled while Number 1 starts to get frenzy. "Hey, mortals."

Although they do not know why they were addressed in such name, all their attention is on him. "Are you still in for a ride to hell?" Number 1 is suppressing his grin.

"HELL YEAH!!" Some of them shouted.

"Then let's get started, shall we?" At this moment, he was unable to control his fangs from appearing. Licking his lips, he pulled a man in front of him. "**Would you offer your heart to me**?"

"YES!!" shouted the mortal, not giving it a second thought at all. Number 1's eyes twinkled. His long, sharp nails started to grow.

CRACK

CRACK

It's the sound of his bones breaking.

In a glimpse of an eye, Number 1's hand pierced through his chest. As he moved it out of his body, the mortal's heart was pulled out as well. Blood streamed down the floor, staining the couch and his clothes. The devil failed to contain his happiness and makes a creepy face. His eyes widened, he's smiling from ear to ear as he threw the man's body and raised his hand holding the heart which is still beating.

The people witnessing such event were unable to move at all. Their eyes are as wide as his but theirs showed extreme fear and disbelief. It took them a moment to finally react and shout in terror. Everyone is panicking, wanting to escape, wishing to survive.

"Look at you~" he leaned his back on the couch. "Why are you so surprised? I thought you wanted a ride to hell? Just think of this as a farewell party to the living world HAHAHA!"

"KYAAHHHH!!"

"LET US OUT!!!"

"I DON'T WANT TO DIE YET!!!"

"PLEASE SPARE ME!!"

All of them are running everywhere, trying to find a place to hide or a way to escape while the devil laughed his heart out.

This is so satisfying!

This is my definition of FUN!

LOOK AT HOW AFRAID THEY LOOK! IT'S HILARIOUS!!

He saw the victims run out and he just let them. It's no fun to bring those people with him if they are not committing sins. But when the others started to run toward the door, trying to escape, he immediately closed it using his power. All means of exit are slammed closed.

"**Now, who's next**?" he asked while still wearing his wide smile.