"You're telling me I'm this Meliodum? Son of the demon king?"
"I'm telling you that you aren't what you think you are."
"Then what am I?"
"Meliodum is just the name given to honor the last living demon of the royal blood. You are the last of the ancient race of demons that existed thousands of years ago, the last son of the Primordial Demon king, Luciel Zode."
Mason's eyes widened.
"Luciel Zode?"
The supernatural gritted her teeth, the mention of the name Luciel Zode made her blood boil even more than the Incubus Order.
"That's right." She said, gritting her teeth with rage. His face, his name, his muscles, his voice, his hair. "That is the accursed name of the Primordial demon king that he passed down to his last son."
There was no mistaking it, he was the spitting image and even likeness of the demon king she remembered.
Mason chuckled. Then stood straight to his feet.
