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Sason came out of the room Shortly after hearing her swear. When he came out his clothes we're burnt and singed in come places but otherwise alright. The holes burnt in his shirt reveal some of his many scars. Sason certainly lived a tough life in his time on earth, where he scars didn't immediately heal.

Seeing Auroras burnt hand made him immediately go to a first aid kit next to the door and he pulled out some gauze wrappings and a very potent burn remedy, specifically made for his types of burns. Sason carefully took her hand in his and applied the ointment before wrapping it in the gauze. Sason looked I to her eyes and looked genuinely worried "you alright? Doesn't burn too bad does it?" He asks softly before releasing her hand and returning g the items to their home. He looked around the hall and smiled "I added this hall after I accidently burned down the house, the entire wing is fire proof. Only reason the rest of the house isn't is this stuff is ugly as hell" he chuckles tapping his knuckles against the ugly gray material of the walls. "First time I used this room was a few months after my wife died and I abandoned the demon world, the grief and lonelyness was almost too much to bare. And of course I couldn't have anyone getting hurt because I was being a baby about it" he said sadly and turned back to Aurora "my brothers a real character isn't he" he chuckles

Sason smiles and sits on the floor next to the door to his stress room. From there he watched her examine the corridor that to the best of his memory, no other slave had ever seen, hell not even his staff was allowed down this hall. Despite this he was glad she was the one to see it, her gift will allow her to understand him in ways no one else could. In the midst of his moment he remembered something, more like realized. His encounter with Kahl and how easily he brushed him off meant he truly was out of his league, despite being the one with the most raw power out of the 7 lords he called himself a member of. He needed to get his powers back to what they were if Kahl we're to come back and start trouble again. He then realized he had no training spot built. He wasn't the greatest handiman when it came to things like this but maybe he could get help.

"Hey Aurora, how good are you with your hands? Building wise I mean? I may need your help with a project." He says rising to his feet and walking in the direction she went. He suddenly realized they were heading to the room that held the solid frame of the gateway to his realm, one that hadn't been used since he got here, and the main reason he built his home here was because this was were the portal formed on earth. They were also heading g towards his armory, where he held some of the strongest demon weapons he's ever made with his powers. 'This is gunna be interesting' he thought

Sason sighed and looked defeated for a second before taking a deep breath and smiling softly "damn, alright then, seems I'll have to ask the staff for help then" he said obviously deep in thought about his newest 'project'. In the midst of his thought he suddenly looked at her and was waving a finger like he was in the starting phase of a plan

"Actually, there is something I need you to do that ONLY you can do" he said trying to work out the details in his mind. "My brother is bound to show up again soon, and with his sword. What I need you to do is while I have him distracted enough to set down his sword for say food or a 'friendly'-" he says that works almost with vemon in his voice, obviously the love between brothers is none existance "sparring match, I need you to use your gift on his sword, figure out how it works and maybe how to stop it from working. That sword is the catalyst for his magic as well as the key to his portal magic. If I can figure out how to stop it's power I can shield off this area and render him powerless here. But if you're up to it, I need you to be extra careful, that sword kind of has a mind of its own and can easily corrupt full blooded demons and make them into Kahls shade demons. It's never worked on a half breed like me so I'm confident it won't work on you." He says with lights in his eyes, if he can keep his brother away, then he can get back into the swing of things before the other lords come in his stead. And when they do hell NEED to be his strongest to keep them out. And keep everyone in the estate safe

Suddenly both walls we're bathed in flames and Sasons eyes glowed bright red, his flip had been switched. Every entrance or exit to the hall way was now covered in a raging inferno that he kept under complete control "You obviously have no idea what that man is capable of?! The only reason I even asked you to do this is because I KNOW it won't go wrong. If you had lost yourself when you first met me you'd be in an even worse state now, you'd be just like the rest of them!! That monster who calls himself my brother hates me and everyone near me, he'd just as easily kill you as he would a bug, ajd I won't let it happen again!! So as demon king, and as your master, I am not asking I am ordering you to do this, if not for me than for your own life!!!!" He exclaims as his voice maintains it's usual calm tone. This was only a small taste of his power as demon king. Unfortunately it takes a heavy toll on him in his present state, because shortly after his outburst the flames die out and he stands there panting and sweating, but still the fire burns in his eyes with hatred and determination.

It only takes him a few seconds before he speaks again "I ask for your help on the other matter because I need help getting the hang of my magic again, and you seem to know just how to light my fire since you know my past as much or as little as you do." He says softly as he leans against the wall before his kegs give out.

Sason chuckled at her comments on his emotions "there's actually some reason why I'm so Intuned with anger. For one reason or another, most of the lords like me and Kahl are influenced by a different sin. Kahls as I'm sure you can guess is pride, mine is wrath. So anger actually works as gas to a flame to me. Course if I was at my usual strength that wouldn't be an issue." He says sitting with his legs straight out as he rests his head against the wall. As he was saying this, something dawned on him, he was tell her more than he'd told anyone else, more than he'd shown anyone else. And certainly asked more of her than he had anyone else.

After his little outburst, Sason tried to make his way to the kitchen, burning g that much energy without training his body burned ALOT of calories and he needed to replenish those before he passed out. Sason stumbled I to the 5 star grade kitchen and immediately asked the chef for the emergency ration. The chef quickly made a massive bowl of carb and calorie heavy pasta, a massive steak and a large bottle of red wine. Almost immediately Sason was digging in lime he hadn't eaten for months

Sason happily devoured the heaping plate, a pleasant distraction from what is most likely to come and what he had to prepare for. After a couple thosand years, Sason was surprised that he could even muster the strength to hold those walls for so long. 'A Demon of wrath' that's what sason is and always will be, the sheer hatred for that undeniable truth. His anger and resentment for that made his flames flicker to light all over his body before snuffing out.

Having their boss start to spontaneously combust would make anyone freak out and almost immediately the chef had a fore extinguisher pointed at Sason before he was put out on his own. The chef was always an easy man to frighten, ever since Sason hired him. Every little noise made the man jump, which was amusing since the chef was much like the guys who came to move his car. Sason hired the man just out of university to be his chef and has not been disappointed ever since. He didn't even care that the chef had affairs with a multiple of the maids, he just wished he'd get Olivia to fall for the chef Instead of himself.

Upon finishing his food, Sason just sat there, thinking. He was thinking of the best way to train his magic both in stamina and raw power. He had an idea for the stamina issue; repeated use until his body could take prolonged effore. The power issue might take some old school methods that he never thought he'd have to employ. There was an ancient method taught to him when he was younger that a particular form of meditation could allow a demon to tap into the greatest levels of their powers. Sason had never had issues with that so he never used it. He hoped he could remember how it was done and tap into the demon king level power once more before his lovely brother decided to pay then another visit

Sason handed his plates to the chef to be washed then, still in thought walked out the back to his massive back yard. He scanned the entirety before finally speaking again "perfect" he says looking a a large flat space near the back of the yard towards the wood that bordered the rear of the estate. Quickly walking back to his fire proof hall he walked into what looked like a storage room full of the panels that made up his hall. Since Auroras hands were damaged, Sason asked a couple of the staff to help him move some of the panels and fasteners out to the spot he scouted. Since these panels we're fireproof he had to assemble them by hand which was why he wanted auroras help.

After an hour or two of cutting, hammering and setting up, Sasons project was finished. He had built a series of targets made up of the paneling. He was surrounded on all sides by his creations and all at different angles. Taking a deep breath, which sparked flames to build up to his elbows on both arms, Sason began firing smaller, less powerful blasts of fire at the targets, never wasting a movement yet still hitting almost every target, missing one or two and hitting a tree. Thankfully his staff was nearby to put it out as he kept firing.

After about 15 minutes of his rapid firing, Sason began to teeter again, but didn't fall. He was determined to last until his magic ran out, so he kept firing, fueled by a calming rage that refused to let his brother walk over him any longer. Sason lasted another 8 minutes before collapsing and nearly passing out. But still he tried to keep going. He was stubborn if nothing else

Sason lays there and gives off a light chuckle "who'd have thunk that a slave would be telling me to stop for my own good" He says softly, finally admitting to himself their 'relationship'. Hearing the chatter from the staff made him groan "oh shut up, so what if she's a slave, so far in the DAY she's been here, she's been a hell of a lot more useful than you lot" he shouts out as best he can, which effectively makes the staff leave for the house, to either ckean, or head into town to spend their most recent paychecks. The only one who didn't leave was Olivia.

Olivia watched Aurora leap from the balcony and pin her beloved Master down with her filthy feet. This nearly made her snap, digging her nails into her palms while she grinds her teeth "how dare that birch lay a finger on the master, that whore SHOULD BE sent back to whatever hell hole she came from" she growled to herself. She got even more made hearing her ordering Sason around as well as her master defending Aurora and hearing her be addressed to as a slave "not only is she a huss but she's just a slave, where does she get off acting so high and mighty?!" He rambles off before finally stomping back inside to devise some kind of plot to get back at Aurora for 'stealing her master'.

Sason laid there for a few minutes before tapping Auroras foot to let him up. Rising to a seating position he looked at his targets "lasted linger then I thought I would but not nearly long enough" he said with a sigh before laying back down on the grass. He looked up at Aurora and patted the grass next to him "come lay down it's rather comfy here on the grass in the sun" he said with a cheerful smile. Happiness and a calm attitude were all shields he put up to disquiet his true nature, not only to protect others but to protect himself from the monster that he was. He acted carefree and kind in order to allow people to come close without fear and so he wouldn't be so alone some times