In My Favorite Novel As The Final Villain

Chapter 8: Banquet Invitation

Theos watched the majestic figure of his father. A man of six feet, neither too fat nor too thin, but undoubtedly an imposing figure.

Fortunately, they were about the same height, so it was not necessary to raise one's head or lower one's gaze to look directly into his eyes.

"What did you call him for?" asked Theos coldly as he approached. "Sit down first," Matheo replied in a neutral voice, showing no emotion. Ev he could hear some warmth in his voice as he spoke to his son.

"Mmm," Theos said and nodded. He sat down on one of the many chairs in the room.

*boom*

Theos' back door slammed shut, not ev letting any sunlight into the room.

'Everything's dark, damn it' Theos observed, looking a the room, where all the windows were covered with luxurious black semi-transpart curtains that barely let any light in.

As if that wasn't ough, Matheo was wearing a pure suit, the only thing that wasn't completely was his black tie.

"Are you comfortable?" asked Matheo, taking a seat in the main chair that separated father and son at a large wood table.

The numerous documts, papers, and computers scattered here and there on the table didn't bother Matheo in the least, who watched his son with his silver eyes.

"Yes, thank you, I'm perfectly comfortable," clarified the black-haired man, looking at Matheo in the same way.

"Ahem," Matheo cleared his throat, breaking eye contact by closing his eyes and leaning back in the chair.

"Theo, I called you because there is an important meeting of a family of counts tonight," Matheo explained, pausing briefly to take a sip of coffee.

Instead, Theos' ears pricked up. 'Count's meeting, you say? It's the same... It's just like the beginning of a novel' Theos reminded himself. He was talking about the beginning of a novel, a meeting, or rather a celebration of a count.

Theos' expression turned serious.

Fortunately, Matheo saw Theos' expression as normal, since he had never called him to a meeting, let alone one as low as that of a count.

Matheo nodded without looking into the matter too much.

"By the way, Father, at least you shouldn't mess up this office every time you come," Theos commted with his obsession for cleanliness before he wt out the door.

It is well known that the Fall Family and Theos live in two differt places, although close to each other, but Theos' apartmt must always have an office for the head of the family in case of an emergcy.

'Tsk, tsk. Ev though he only stays for a few hours wh he comes, he always messes up the whole place' Theos thought as he left the room.

Instead, Matheo remained seated and took a sip of coffee.

A more observant person would have noticed that the hand holding the cup trembled slightly. Meanwhile, his eyes showed a hint of deep fear and wonder.

"That eye... It's the same eye as the ancestral curse of oblivion, isn't it, Lucifer?" asked Matheo to no one in particular, but the extreme respect could be heard in the tone of his voice.

In the shadows, a humanoid figure slowly emerged, a shadow of pure darkness with its large clawed hands and nearly t-foot stature.

Its long black hair covered its horrible face, but Matheo could still feel it staring at him.

"The eye is gone, Matheo... It is gone," Lucifer said slowly, revealing his black, twisted wings to the world.

His words contained no emotion but made every being, living or not, tremble with fear, and Matheo was no exception.

"Matheo... Your son's life has be protected for thousands of years... But something changed. "Lucifer's smile spread across his terrifying face.

"And today, just today, I felt his presce disappear, never to return, ev wh he returns from this place, he is Theos, but something has changed in him. The process of the vessel has begun."

The two figures, one of which was one of the most powerful beings in all of Zeifer, and the other... They were some of the most powerful and evil beings in the history of the Divine and Mortal Realms.

The full backg of the original Theos was never told in the novel, nor was the mystery of his family and ancestors...

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