"Here is your drink sir…" A man smiled and placed a glass on the table.

"Thank you,"

"And here is yours, ma'am!"

"You have my thanks too."

"I hope you two enjoy your drink here at the shaq shack! If you ever need anything, please let us know!" The waiter smiled brightly and deeply bowed his head.

"By any chance, are you two dating?" He gave them a certain look, yet all he received back was a calm gaze with a subtle feeling of disgust and malice. He felt an ominous aura run down his spine, and his heart lurched down to its deepest depths like he was going to be eaten whole at any moment.

However, that feeling only lasted for a split second, and it felt so surreal that he even doubted its existence as he shook his head and waited for his customer's response.

"No, we're simple acquaintances. You must get a lot of couples that come here so I understand the confusion." He took a simple sip out of his drink, and the waiter lowered his head further almost out of instinct before standing up and leaving them alone.

"Thank you for your understanding, sir! But my other statement still stands! If you are ever in need of anything! Please let me know!"

"I certainly will! Thank you!" He smiled as he watched the waiter walk away from him.

The atmosphere was quite bustling from the city ambiance, the people talking in the near tables under their own umbrellas and especially the flying vehicles zooming through the air, yet, the two sitting opposite to each other could not have been more focused, almost as though these distractions never existed.

"So, how's your day been Elizabeth? Are you fairing well after yesterday's events?"

"Oh! Haha! I'm doing very well! I see you too aren't doing half bad Kane, you even bought yourself a cat it seems!" She giggled, looking over at the smiling cat sat on Moby's lap.

On the outside, their conversation was friendly and natural, like any conversation friends would have. Yet, under that outer facade, within their minds elapsed a completely different story, one much darker in nature.

'One good reason… Give me one good reason why I shouldn't just kill you now…'

'Oh… I see…' She inwardly smiled, before continuing in a nervous voice. 'So you don't have full control over me and you're scared I would rebel and expose you If I'm not left in check right?'

'I don't think it's wise to talk to your superior in such a tone, especially when their lives depend on it… Go ahead, try to betray me! Scream that I'm a demon at the top of your voice, anonymously tell someone all my secrets. Give it a shot why don't you? But before you try it, I'll be generous and give you the answer… It won't work…'

'Then… Then why exactly do you want me gone then?' She inwardly shuddered.

'I'll tell you at least this much. You're unreliable! At most, I can use you as a simple puppet for my own goals, but other than that, you're completely useless! I'm limited to a certain amount of demon soldiers at a time, and to get more I must pluck one out. And out of all my subordinates, you're by far the most useless and the most likely not to follow orders other than if I force you. I don't want to order around a simple robot with no will to help, suggest or serve… So I'm going to ask you this one last time… What makes you so special? Give me one good reason I shouldn't just get rid of you and find a better replacement?'

'W-well… Ummm…' Moby could sense the panic in her voice, she seemed to have snapped out of her hysteria. 'I'm the only daughter of the Eleonora Household! My family specializes in everything to do with medicine and support! We're the leading power in that department! I'm certain my family houses some of the biggest secrets in the entire military! I apologize for my tone, and for trying to kill you... It's just how I've been raised and taught…'

'How you've been raised and taught?' Moby raised his eyebrows and leaned in closer to his seat. 'What exactly do you mean by that? Please explain...'

'Y-yes! I'm an Angleist! Or— atleast I used to be…'

'Huh? What is that? Does that have to do with what you said to me on that planet? In the ancient tombs?'

'Y-yes!' She inwardly nodded. 'This information was left far, far away from the public, but I don't mind sharing it to prove my loyalty…' She took a deep breath before she continued.

'The Mayan Ruins that the great Alexander Davis discovered these abilities is a sacred ground were pilgrimage of many take place, but just not anyone… Only those who can afford it, and only those privy to the secret sector…'

'On the walls of the ruins where the golden egg was, there were symbols... Symbols and drawings of winged and horned figures fighting, along with certain texts. From history, the very beginning of the human race, the angels were always glorified, and the demons were shunned. That was how life was and how we humans functioned. And, the writings on the walls reinforced that, vilifying the demons and worshiping the angels.'

'What I'm about to tell you is an even more well kept secret, but whenever one was to pray to these angels and denounce the demons, their abilities would subsequently strengthen, yet I noticed that their corruption grew along with it, yet it was subtle to the point that not many knew. And all of this was possible due to a single man… Pope Rutherford. Out of everyone, he somehow knew how to read and decipher the texts…'

'Him!? Moby could not help but blurt. It was a man he saw on TV all the time, always praised for his deeds and efforts to mend the world, and even help the poor and abilityless. 'I thought he was just a normal pope preaching religion, which is a lost cause and laughed at by many,'

'Yes… Him… The one and only. He's the leader for this secret club of rich and noble families hoarding powers and secrets all to themselves. They have a complete grasp on everything, they even began to make the people lose faith in God for their selfish needs. Even if it would not be as potent as being an Angleist, praying to any god gave a certain boost in power. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if there was any shady business going on within that religion that even I don't know...'

'I've been indoctrinated into that Religion all my life, and only now that I've become a demon do I realize what this all truly meant… So, once again… I beg for your forgiveness. I didn't mean what I said now, I... I just panicked because I thought my life was forfeit and I didn't know how to react... I beg, please Have mercy, I may not be privy to all my family knowledge now, but I certainly will in the future. I'm more than certain I can be of great help to you… So please, spare this pathetic life of mine and allow me to properly serve…'