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  • *Faustino and Mephista were glad that their father had returned from Gehenna and decided to bring him to the bakery and celebrate Father’s Day* Happy Father’s Day! @blackmephy @jakurin

  • *Discovering a private game room.* So, this hidden gem was here all along!

  • *Faustino arrives last and gets non-alcoholic drinks for his sister and cousins*

  • *Faustino was already at the bar before his cousins and sister arrived. He wanted to check the club first and witness the other strange and dark souls who would come to the club and have a good sinful time*

  • 🌆 Metropolis Theme: “Echo Sector 9”

    Welcome to Echo Sector 9, a long-abandoned metropolis swallowed by nature and haunted by silence. Cracked roads and vine-draped towers become your playground for urban warfare, where every rooftop, tunnel, and broken freeway offers an advantage—or an ambush. NPC scouts offer side missions, while hover drones and storm hazards bring the tension. It’s a concrete jungle… and you’re the last survivor of your squad.

  • 🏰 Medieval Theme: “Ironvale Bastion”

    Step into Ironvale Bastion, a fortified town where chivalry meets chaos. Cobblestone streets, ivy-covered towers, and digital mission boards set the stage for tactical skirmishes amidst fluttering banners and shadowy alleyways. Here, players navigate hybrid terrain with pain-safe melee and ranged weapons, using siege-style tactics and strategic cover to dominate the battlefield. Magic may be legend, but precision is real.

  • The flickering wall sconces of Room 13 at True Crossover Academy gave the old classroom a ritualistic ambiance — fitting for a course titled “The Principles of Demonology.” Despite its dark curriculum, the room was alive with diverse students: humans, hybrids, familiars in disguise, and a few demons who kept to themselves.

    Faustino sat near the center — not too close to the front to draw attention, but never far enough to be overlooked. His posture was casual, yet precise. A slim journal lay open on his desk, his notes perfectly aligned and written in a hand so sharp it mirrored his personality. At his feet, his sleek, demonic serpent companion lay coiled protectively, eyes blinking slowly, unbothered by the occasional curious glance.

    Professor Daimon Hellstrom, elegant and intense in his demeanor, had just wrapped up a segment on early modern perceptions of demonology. Satana, leaning against the back wall with arms crossed and an amused grin, cut in with her usual flair.

    “Careful, dear brother,” she drawled, her eyes scanning the room. “Wouldn’t want the students thinking demons just want hugs and redemption arcs.”

    A ripple of laughter stirred across the room.

    Faustino didn’t laugh — but the corner of his mouth lifted ever so slightly. He appreciated the banter, but more than that, he appreciated the clarity of distinction Satana hinted at. Not all demons were misunderstood. Some were just miswritten.

    When Daimon shifted back to the topic, he posed a question:

    “In Pandemonium by Ed Simon — what’s the significance of the idea that Hell is more than just torment, but a reflection of intellectual rebellion?”

    Several students hesitated, flipping pages or whispering guesses. Faustino didn’t raise his hand. He simply answered when the silence invited him.

    “It’s the inversion of order,” he said, voice calm, eyes steady. “Not just a place of suffering, but of philosophical dissent. The demons become reflections of humanity’s anxieties… and desires for freedom outside divine law.”

    Daimon paused, nodding slowly. “Excellent. Well-articulated.”

    Faustino gave no smug grin. No need. He wasn’t here to prove himself — his parents had already taught him the depths of demonology. This class was for the other side of the mirror. The human side. Their myths. Their fears. Their biases.

    His snake let out a soft hiss, curling tighter against the warm stone floor.

    Faustino flipped the page in his journal and kept writing, the faint smirk from earlier now long gone. He was here to learn, and he would absorb it all — not for validation, but for understanding.

  • *In search of a book but also at the same time grinning as he can sense others carefully walking away from him because of his pet snake* 😈

  • This was fun indeed! 😍@solananova @zarinabeliala @jakurin