I swallowed hard when I heard my master's words. Although his voice was captivating, his chilling punishments sent shivers down my spine.

Before I could respond, my master threw a small white bag tied with a golden cord at my feet.

Then roots sprouted beside me, turning white and forming a beautiful chair on which my master sat.

"In that bag are 100 high-level demon pills, 100 medium-level pills, and 100 low-level pills. They were made by me, so you can imagine that their quality is better than any other pills. Out there, demon pills are the currency of exchange."

I took the white bag, somewhat confused after hearing my master's words. But shortly after, he continued.

"You wanted to see the outside world, right?"

I nodded, because it was true, but at that moment I was hoping to relax a little.

"I was hoping you would reach the third rank; you only consumed almost two-thirds of the demon pills I left in the place of seclusion. I won't say I'm disappointed. Perhaps you lack experience. Get ready, tomorrow you will leave my palace and you will be able to travel throughout Pandemonium and the border territories. What you do once you leave my palace will be your decision. You can return when you are a first-rank Emperor."

At that moment, I was speechless. I felt as if I were being exiled from the palace. Even so, I owed everything to my master. After a light dinner, I packed my things, and the next day, when I arrived at the palace's spacious entrance, I said goodbye to the servants and looked at my majestic and imposing master, who was standing on a balcony watching me leave. I bowed several times to my master. He stared at me intently and, a few seconds later, nodded smugly.

...

After leaving the palace, I walked through the colorful and beautiful city, which was devoid of dirt and ugliness. In some parts of the city, there were majestic statues in the shape of suns that were used to honor my teacher, since no one had been able to capture his magnificence, and they considered it an insult and sacrilege to place a statue with an image unworthy of Lucifer of Pride.

I stayed in the city for a week, curious about what kind of city it was. In the end, I understood that it was a prosperous and peaceful territory. Everyone prayed before the sun-shaped statues at sunrise and sunset because it was their way of giving thanks for my master's grace.

...

When the week was over, I left the big city and when I reached the city limits, I was greeted attentively by the guards who guarded the borders. With a look of confusion, they asked me if I was sure I wanted to leave the city. I nodded and left the city.

What can I say? I felt afraid once I stepped outside the city. I had already seen it at the edge of my master's gardens, but once I left the city, the sky was reddish, the earth was arid. At that moment, I understood why the demons in the city of Pride loved my master. The blue sky, the fresh, clean, and pleasant air, the occasional gentle rains—everything was controlled by my master's power.

I looked back at the city once and knew that my master was watching me from a distance. I bowed again and said goodbye. It was time to experience the world, as my master had told me.

...

After walking for more than a week, I came across cities in precarious conditions, where anything could happen. I immediately understood the difference between order and disorder, between prosperity and misery, and between power and weakness.

I couldn't help but thank my master for protecting and guiding me. My steps were firm and sure; I was a second-rank demon king. Outside the cities, there were few demons not affiliated with powerful forces who could overcome me, and no one would dare touch Lucifer's disciple. It wasn't that I went around announcing that I was his disciple.

There were cities where demons, regardless of age or gender, did unspeakable things in order to eat; there were also demons who were subjected to unspeakable acts because of their lack of power.

The outside world was quite cruel.

I continued on my way, guided by a map on which I noted my route.

A few weeks later, somewhat exhausted from so much misery and perversion, I decided to head to the city of Asmodeus out of curiosity.

...

As I approached, I could see the blue sky with white clouds above the city of Asmodeus.

I walked until I reached the entrance, where two handsome demons with white skin and slender figures were wearing white robes and chatting amiably.

I greeted them, and they looked me up and down from my horns to my feet. After smiling, they simply gestured toward the interior of the city.

Upon entering, I found a very beautiful city. In the square, there was a fountain with a statue of a naked demon woman and a naked demon holding two jars on their shoulders with grace and elegance, from which crystal clear water flowed. The base of the fountain bore the motto:

"Only what is beautiful can tread upon the city of my lovers."

I couldn't help but laugh. It was a phrase typical of the beautiful demon I had met long ago.

I walked through the city. It was incredible. Truly, all the female demons in the city were beautiful, and the male demons were equally handsome.

There were couples in groups of two, three, or more, and gender seemed to be of little importance. But everyone seemed happy. It was an atmosphere close to that of my master's city, and although I preferred my master's city, I won't deny that Asmodeus's city was infinitely better than the outside world.

...

A few weeks later, during the day, I was sitting on the balcony of a comfortable hotel restaurant when Asmodeus sat down across the table from me.

"Hello." It's not rude of you to come and not greet your teacher's friend," said Asmodeo with his captivating and beautiful androgynous appearance.

"I apologize, this is because I am just experiencing the world and do not desire the excessive privileges that come with being my teacher's disciple. I hope you can understand," I said in a cordial tone.

He smiled charmingly, ordered wine, we talked a little, and then he left after saying to me:

"-Don't impose your ideals on anyone. As long as you remember that, you are free to enjoy your days in this city."

I nodded and then watched as he went to talk to other demons and finally got into a carriage with two beautiful female demons and a handsome young demon.

While I was in the city, I understood that my master had the title of pride not because he acted that way, but because it was the title that best represented them, just as Asmodeus could be represented by the title of lust.

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