Chapter 3 The cursed Castle.

A black broken castle stood in the middle of nowhere, the tip of the castle was covered in blood. Countless screams echoed in its empty halls. A lone body floated in endless darkness, the body was of a young prince. His body was deranged and his soul was put in slumber. A few sneaky ghosts were silently eating away some of his soul. Soon they arrived near the castle, they stopped near a red circle made up of blood from various Demons, Ghouls and Vampires. They pushed the body beyond the circle and turned back. As soon as they turned the body of the young prince flew towards the castle and hit one of the windows. The glass pierced his skin yet the body kept moving at incredible pace. Finally, it hit the clock and broke its hour hand. Soon it turned and got stuck at the place hour hand was.

"This place is as cursed as they say, I felt chills and fear even when I am a ghost." said one of the Ghosts.

" You don't speak about it, you fool." said the commander.

"Why not we are far."

Suddenly the atmosphere changed the ghosts lost their sense of time they felt as if they were turning old and slowly steadily they lost their existence and got trapped in the same place with no presence and a lost soul. They wanted to scream, they wanted to run, they wanted to die but all they could do was to be there with countless thoughts, lost emotions and an eternity of loneliness.

Lucifer gained his consciousness. As soon as he gained it he felt a spooky presence something that he never ever felt. He felt fear inside him and his mind started thinking and all that came were the worst of his fears. The one where he is trapped in a box where nothing but darkness resides, a place so silent that he can hear his own heartbeat. A place where he had no command over his body or soul.

"Stop struggling young one, it's of no use," said Draco.

Lucifer looked towards the source of the voice and found an old man with a hammer and large nails, his body was pierced with countless nails and black liquid was dripping out from some of its parts.

"Who are you and what place is this," asked Lucifer.

"I'm nothing but a humble servant of the lord, and this place is nothing but a playing abode of his."

Lucifer felt something amiss, he looked around and saw his body, the body of a young prince on the clock. He felt a longing towards it he felt as if a part of his was hanging there. The clock was moving anti-clockwise.

"Don't worry you're not dead yet. It's the clock of time, currently, it's moving to your past and recording all your changes, within 7 days Your body would get destroyed along with, that little consciousness that is keeping it alive."

"Why not kill me with the body," asked Lucifer.

"Amusing, you did not panic instead tried to find the reason. You're a curious one I must say. Well, we can do that as well but this is a cursed castle. The ghosts might have sent you here to know your anomaly but the reason you're here is to play." said Draco

"Play What?"

"The game of self."

Bang, a nail pierced Lucifer's soul, he felt as if time was moving slowly he could feel his soul, he could feel the suffocation. He again fell into the same feeling.

"Well, the game is simple, every day we would make you lose yourself and would give you false memories then a ghost would hunt you if you get caught and feel fear then that memory would become a permanent part of you, slowly steady countless painful memories would become part of your soul it would go on until your consciousness gets replaced by an artificial one and you become nothing but a beautiful ghost with screams and pain. Then we would gift you to the lord he would eat away your craziness and give you peace," explained Draco.

"Crazy, you people are crazy," said Lucifer.

"Hey don't insult us we are something beyond that," said Draco.

He shoved another nail in Lucifer's soul and replaced his memories. He gave him memories of a coward who is scared of pain. And slowly started nailing countless nails inside his soul. Lucifer screamed in agony he tried to run but could not. Slowly he lost his voice, his sight, and his senses and became an empty soul.

Draco hammered a final nail after some time and brought his old memories back. But the nails were still inside him and the pain too.

"Go and hide the next ghost will find you soon," said Draco with a smile

Lucifer was still slow, yet he crawled towards the stairs.

"Let me help." Draco picked him up and threw his soul inside a broken glass.

After doing that he threw the glass into a room and broke it into countless fragments dividing Lucifer's soul and making it hard for other ghosts to torment it. Then he started climbing the stairs, and soon he reached the top. An eerie place that smelled like curse and loss. He entered a room and said "Did you like the show.?

"It was good but could be better," said Ivar

Bang a nail flew and pierced Ivar, soon another one followed but caught the second one.

"Nice to think that you took over Draco's consciousness. You're good young prince. But sad Draco is too weak for me." said Ivar

Ivar gazed through his eyes and Draco's soul started burning blue but to his surprise there was no part of Lucifer in it.

He stopped immediately and looked towards the nail. "To think you would be smart enough to not only send your will but also smart enough to get it destroyed by me. You're a smart young prince. This would be exciting." Ivar's words echoed in the castle followed by his crazy laugh.

Lucifer was no ordinary soul he was someone who had conquered 6 worlds and faced countless obstacles to control the soul of an unguarded ghost was easy for him. Lucifer swapped his soul with Draco before the torture started and then tortured Draco to make his soul weak once that was done he hid his soul and put a will in Draco that was to hide the soul and attack the lord. His idea was to make the lord think that he conquered Draco's soul and tried to attack but was killed but to his surprise, the lord figured out his plan and stopped his attack not only that he figured out that Lucifer used will instead of direct possession.

This gave Lucifer insight that Ivar was not only sharp, and strong but had great intuition and so would be very difficult to deal with.