Austin's POV
"I'm back darling Ashema," I chimed cockily as I blasted through the door, the golden thorned crown sitting comfortably upon my head while a new intensified dark power pumped through my veins. The coronation was short, father gave me a long lecture about how he has been waiting millennia to hand over the crown to his first born, that he would now be free from hell to roam where ever he pleased. Deep down I knew what that meant. He was going to torment Gods beloved creations on earth, or perhaps ascend up to heaven again, who knew, what ever it was, I wanted no part in his plans of eternal revenge on God, their war was ancient and I had long ago lost interest in it all. As king I would always be compelled to come back to Hell, to where I belonged and where I reigned, I wouldn'
