After all the memories they have had last night and the morning .. Jaceon made up his mind to not involve Levi in this battle anymore and so he decided to go back to hell to face the devil himself and rewrite his fate again if he needed to.
But before that , he had one more thing to do ....
Consult the deity.
Although demons are not in good terms with the deity but Jaceon has already found her useful after his encounter with him twice...
So he decided to go bare farewell to her as well before he leaves ....
The wind howled at the edge of the city—where light kissed the end of darkness, where mortals feared to tread and spirits held their breath. It was there that Jaceon stood once more, cloaked in the silence of dawn, waiting for the deity to appear.
The air shimmered faintly, and like before, she emerged—ancient and silver-haired, her eyes glowing with an ageless wisdom that seemed to pierce through souls.
"You've come again," she said, her voice a soft echo of time. "For answers… or for strength?"
Jaceon lowered his gaze, his jaw clenched. "For both."
She walked around him slowly, as though reading the weight in his soul. "You love him."
"Yes," he whispered. "And now I must face what I was born for… without him knowing."
She stopped in front of him, lifting his chin. "You've made your choice, child of the flame. But know this—true love never goes unanswered. Even in hell, it will burn brighter than the fires you came from."
Jaceon swallowed hard. "Will he survive this?"
"If he believes in you… he will."
The words struck deep.
After receiving her final blessing—one last flicker of divine light to guide his path—Jaceon returned, but not to Levi. Not yet.
He found Monica just outside Levi's apartment, locking up for the day.
"Jaceon?" she blinked. "Is everything okay?"
"I need you to do something for me," he said seriously. "I'm going away...for a while."
Monica's eyes widened. "What? What about Levi?"
"That's why I came to you," he said, reaching into his coat. He pulled out a small, obsidian shard, glowing faintly with crimson veins. "This is how you summon me. If Levi's ever in danger, use it. Just say my name. No matter where I am, I'll come."
She stared at it in disbelief. "Where are you going?"
"I can't tell you," he said softly. "Because if he finds out, he'll try to stop me. And this... this is something I have to finish alone."
Monica's eyes shimmered. "He loves you, you know."
"I know." He gave a sad smile. "That's why I have to protect him without asking him to watch me burn."
He turned to leave, cloak fluttering behind him like a shadow slipping into the wind.
As he disappeared into the early morning mist, the last thing Monica heard was his whisper:
"Tell him I'll be back… even if I have to crawl out of hell to do it."
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With this Jaceon had choose to face his fate alone but at what cost ?.