Asmodeus awoke with a low groan, covered in sweat, and with a heavy feeling in his stomach.
"Haa... Ha.... What?!"
He reached out with a sense of fear, the images in his dream of losing all the women he loved making Asmodeus nervous.
"Nobody?"
There wasn't anyone in the bed; usually, he would sleep with several women, but why now?
He couldn't understand whether everything was a dream. His mind was leaning into the negative emotions that flowed from the dream.
"Where is everyone?!"
Asmodeus jumped out of bed and rushed to the doors without dressing, his muscular figure darting through the corridor like a juggernaut.
"What the hell is going on!'
No knights, no aids; the entire palace was quiet, and it caused him to despair.
The nightmare with Alan and Mephisto clouding his mind as he stormed towards the eastern tower, where most of the women's private rooms were.
'They can't be gone... it was a dream!'
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