The Cult of Diabolos Returns

The atmosphere in the Demon Academy shifted from intense concentration to sheer relief as the "Shadow Garden" team triumphantly concluded their final exams. The weight of weeks' worth of tension now blended with the unbridled joy of impending freedom, a stark contrast echoing the stress they endured during the grueling examinations.

The Demon Academy loomed majestically, its black walls of of Polished black stone adorned the walls, and the smooth black marble floor resembled the halls of an ancient castle. At the front of the room, a raised platform hosted Draven Thorne, the new class teacher, seated on a massive black throne upholstered in dark red velvet, a regal contrast to the surrounding darkness.

The old class teacher of the class introduced him: "This is Mister Draven Thorne, your new class teacher, and he is a member of the infamous 'Four Evil Royals'." The students in the royal house whispered among themselves, and one of them commented quietly: "So, so, the clown is our new teacher."

Thorne began without much preamble, saying, "For those of you who are unaware of this fact, allow me to refresh your thoughts. The 'Evil Princes' are ranked below only the Infernal Mortal Sins and even the Infernal Deadly Sins in the hierarchy of Hell Hell's Crown Prince's such as Satan, Lucifer, Leviathan and Belial. These powers of Hell are the supreme rulers and form the top of the demonic hierarchy. But let me explain to you the meaning of divine authority. In this reality and many others in which it exists , it is of crucial importance. For when gods fall, their place must be replaced. Without the gods, balance collapses and the universe will plunge into the abyss of chaos."

The teacher continued: "There must always be a balance between the forces of the universe, and divine authority is the preserver of this balance. Resistance may be justified in some cases, but going against the principles of divine Order will bring disastrous consequences pull."

The Gothic windows on the sides of the room were covered with heavy velvet curtains that controlled the incoming daylight. Behind the curtains you could see a glimpse of the surrounding campus, surrounded by ancient trees and high walls. The atmosphere in the school impressed every student.

The class began as Thorne held a presentation, using his pointing staff as a magical tool. He projected shadow images on the wall and created holographic pictures depicting the ancient legends of the gods and how they guided the world with their divine authority.

Alpha couldn't contain herself, a sly smile playing on her lips as she retorted, "Gods will tremble at the mere sight of my sword." Her eyes glowed an ominous red, a manifestation of the power within. With a swift motion, she raised her hand, and from the very essence of shadows, her formidable demon sword emerged—the infamous "Nightbringer." 

He explained the significance of divine authority, emphasizing its role in maintaining the order of the world. Resistance, he asserted, was futile. Alpha couldn't suppress a challenging grin as she retorted, "The gods will crumble in the presence of my sword." Her eyes glowed with defiance, and as she spoke, her formidable demon sword, "Nightbringer," materialized from the shadows, capable of destroying everything.

The teacher responded calmly: "Ah, the Sword of Destruction, an artifact that can destroy everything, even order. Interesting that a demon like you can wield it. May I know your name?" Alpha calmly replied, "I am Alpha."

While some students looked at Alpha with an annoyed look, others seemed impressed. Her team continued to sit quietly in their seats, wearing the school's robes-like suits. These suits consisted of a dark suit with long sleeves that reached to the neck and opened at the stomach. This included gloves, shorts, socks and matching hooded shoes.

As the lesson concluded, Alpha and her sisters left the classroom, traversing the long, ominous corridors of the school, emerging into the busy streets of the city. The velvet curtain of night descended, revealing a purple moon casting an ethereal glow upon the city. The bustling streets were alive with shadows and whispered secrets, providing an atmospheric backdrop for their unfolding quest.

At a market stall, they relaxed and talked about the day. The city pulsated with life,as they relaxed at a market stall and talked about the day, they listened to the rumors their spies had heard about the return of the Cult of Diabolos and the revival of the Children of Diabolos. Alpha considered the dangers this news could bring and vowed to get more information about the cult.

Finally, the group took to the air and flew back to their demon castle to rest. The hunt for the Cult of the Diabolos had begun.