Dahlia city. The city of darkness, death, mayhem and creatures that never sleep. It was so dusty and rugged here, but Z'Aleel preferred things this way. This was the real world, little ol' Dahlia. This anarchic city felt like the only place in the entire country worthy of his corrupted grace. No pigs running around here, not many lowly stinking humans polluting the streets; just an occasional scream in the distance and the stench of blood and death. Aleel wasn't here to simply enjoy the scenery though- at least not for the most part. The Nimulli was here to scope out the area, find somewhere to set up shop and begin the plot to takeover this little city. Not to mention there was a dragon sighting here, but that was a bonus. Erebus thought it'd be good training for the Nimulli.

His sweater flapped in the late night summer breeze, his bangs blowing wildly. He was still getting used to this new form. It felt like he lived an extra ten years in the span of a single night. Each step that Zael and his companion took damn near sent an echo throughout the city. It was too quiet tonight. "I love it here." Za said blankly, his eyes darting around the streets in front of him. His hands sat inside his pockets. "Yes, Just wonderful. Vampiric pricks spreading their diseases, man-dogs pissing everywhere. It doesn't get much better than this." Luci said sarcastically. Zael had forgotten that he was no longer really alone. It had been a while since he had a companion. Luci was an asshole who pretty much hated that he was assigned to babysit the Nimulli, but he was good company nonetheless.

As empty as the streets were, it was hard to believe that in a city like this there were no creatures in the shadows. The Nimulli could almost feel them lurking...watching, waiting to pounce on the idiot that had decided to roam at this hour. However, these creatures of the night would never step up to the child of evil himself, not if they could feel his aura. It wasn't that Z'Aleel was overwhelmingly strong or anything like that, it was the fact that he was so obviously guarded that made them stay away. To the naked eye, the demons around Z'Aleel hadn't existed but any capable person would see the truth. The demons were here. They were back to finish what they had failed to do before and they walked among us all. Z'Aleel looked about, absorbing the details of this city so that he was familiar before settling here. One could even say that a stern hand was long overdue for this city. Soon enough the child of darkness would become the colonizer the world needed and luckily for the world, Dahlia wasn't the only place the Nimulli believed was up for grabs.

A shriek in the distance halted both the angel and the demon in their tracks. The sound boomed through the city of mayhem, echoing through the streets. The few lights in the windows of apartments immediately shut off. The civilians of this city were accustomed to random omens of terror like this. For them, it was protocol, for Z'Aleel, it was an invitation to a good time. "Welp." the demon remarked as the duo turned to see the source of the noise. He whipped out a flask, unscrewed the top and took a sip. The Nimulli watched for a brief moment in awe as a dragon soared through the night's sky. It was small in comparison to other dragons, at least from the one he had memories of experiencing. The Dragon opened its mouth, shooting out a beam of lighting, mercilessly destroying an entire building.

Screams of agony filled the air. You would think that the Dragons attack would be enough to move the generic looking white man from where he stood, but the man didn't waver. With his Scythe on his back, he hardly seemed phased at all. Still, there was something oddly familiar about him. "You think it'll eat that human?" Zael asked Luci. His hands were tucked safely within his pockets as they slowly moved towards the commotion. "I wouldn't eat him." the demon said. "We should help him." Za remarked as he approached from behind the Reaper Knight.

"Mmmmmm." Za began to smile as he shifted his body slightly, the Dragon's beam just passing his body right after he came to a halt about ten meters behind the human reaper. The townsfolk screamed in fear from their buildings as they scrambled to close their windows and find comfort of their homes. For however long this battle would take, their apartments served as their own little heavens. Alas, the Dragon was able to snatch it all away. His attacks hurled through buildings for the next block or so, causing an explosion in the distance. Fear didn't truly exist in the heart of the Nimulli, not when it came to any mortal being on this plane of course. All he could feel in this moment was excitement. The muscular dark skinned Archfiend bit the tip of his thumb, causing a magic circle to appear directly beside him as a fiend called Eznalos arose from the depths of the underworld. The entrance was grand, causing what could only be described as a fire-like energy to erupt. The ground beneath the magic circle cracked and there he was.

"Lord Nimulli." The beast said.

In all his Glory Eznalos towered above all mortals in the vicinity, putting on a spectacle that outdid the magnificence of the dragon itself. Suddenly though, something just as intriguing happened. The man before them transformed into something even greater than an evil spirit or a dragon, something truly ground-breaking and only after muttering a simple word at that. The small cat-like demons eyes widened, as did Z'Aleel's. This power that they had felt, it was...god-like. It was unlike any being the two of them had ever come across. Yet at the same time this intense magical energy was familiar. too familiar. Za was stuck in his tracks. The last time he had felt like this was right before his transformation. Only a devil, a true devil- not even a Demon King- could spark this type of emotion. Only a split second later this same creature had released a spell just like the dragon had done, striking it onto its side. The Dragon roared in pain before crashing into a building. "What the...hell?"

The Dragon wasn't finished yet thought. The mighty beast was keen on being victorious. "This power...It can't be..." The beast believed that it was the superior creature and it wasn't done just yet, by my how wrong it had been. Za moved his hand to move towards the entity who had once been a man. The Mangler moved with the swing of a hand and the beast opened its mouth once more. Luci turned to Za, confused. How could he understand? He didn't feel what the Nimulli had felt in this very moment. The dragon finally released another beam of energy towards the stranger, but Eznalos quickly slid in front of him, stretching his arms and tanking the entire attack. "Z..." Luci whispered, still glued to his position. "This man..."

"Yeah. He's the Vessel of Lucifer."