The Reply (Part One)

The Abyss.

There was a sun here too, but it was deep red.

The sun did not always show itself. Layers of dark clouds hung in the sky, and bolts of lightning burst among them, scattering dark red sparks.

Forests covered the land, but the trees were dark and carried the scent of decay.

Rivers wound through the land, choked with filth and foam. Countless imps struggled to survive in their waters.

Just then, a golden chariot appeared in the sky.

Hisaka sat inside it, radiating pale golden light. Sensing the evil that permeated this place, he frowned.

He wore dark golden holy armor, with streams of Sacred Blaze rising from it.

The chariot was made of gold, with a pair of wings extending from its sides.

The Abyssal sky was gloomy most of the time. Now the burning chariot swept across it, and the clouds and lightning of the Abyssal World churned around it. Anything that touched the Sacred Blaze evaporated without a trace.

His immense power shook the creatures below. Countless imps fled in panic, while Hisaka, wreathed in Sacred Blaze, laughed aloud.

Still, even a Demigod could not act too brazenly here. Otherwise...

The chariot descended and shrank into something like a model, which Hisaka put away. A cloak and outer robe covered his holy armor, and the Sacred Blaze drew inward. Only a golden glow extending about three meters from him remained to mark his divine nature.

Hisaka moved more like he was flying than walking. Not far away, a barren stretch of riverbank caught his eye.

A turbulent river surged past, with a Demon River vessel upon it.

On the vessel, a Succubus idly swished her tail and dozed. She was the captain's plaything. Of course, whether the captain played with the Succubus or the