of, by anyone. <br />
Here and now, however, he felt that this lonely, damned soul at his side did not demand anything, but only surrendered to the moment and, under his tenderness, blossomed into a passion whose power astonished the demon prince himself. <br />
The young body twisted beneath him, a lonely tear stole from the corner of La'ir's eye and left a silvery trail over the hectic flushed face.He didn't want to feel it, this burning, this yearning for more. Why did he come to this underworld? But only to avenge her, the girl who meant more to him than everyone else. They had never exchanged a kiss, but their warmth was etched deep into his heart. A heart that was about to betray the memory of her, that lay there weak, defenseless and open, just like his body over which he had lost all control. <br />
Getseco felt the resistance, felt the boy's struggle with himself and his enticing touch became stronger, more urgent. A thin thread of blood ran from the corner of La'ir's mouth, so tightly his teeth had dug into his lower lip. Laughing cautiously, the demon leaned forward and licked the trail of blood away. His tongue brushed the outer edge of his victim's earlobe and his pointy teeth bit shut, teasing and careful. "Do you want me to stop?", he muttered, sure of his victory." Do you want me to go now and leave you behind, like this ...? "And again he used his knowledge and intuition, just a small touch, but it hit a nerve point again that sent a shiver of rapture through La'ir's heated body." No ... don't stop, "La'ir heard begging to his own horror, he was no longer himself, was no longer master of his body, his desires, his heart ... <br />
Disgusted, Marami withdrew her consciousness from the shadow of the closet and jumped back into her room, where she sank her mind into her motionless body. A little later she opened her eyes and stared at the gray, roughly hewn stone ceiling. So that's how it was. Gesteco had turned down her offer, which she had made him at the end of the tournament with a single glance, with a snap of the fingers, because he preferred to amuse himself with this worm. Just the thought of getting involved with this disgusting human weakling made her choke.And he hadn't just abused and broken La'ir as befits a demon, no, he was tender to him and had even shown him his face. Marami jumped up and hurried up and down. Should she just wipe La'ir out, rip out his worthless heart, and eat it up in front of Getseco's eyes? No, it might infuriate the ruler if she killed his pet, toy, or whatever La'ir was to him. She would definitely lose a direct, open confrontation. And there was the thing about the extinction, she didn't feel like falling victim to this phenomenon if it got out of hand after La'ir's death. In any case, her plan to earn Getseco's respect and affection by betraying Firozz had turned to ashes. She paused. Firozz plan .. but yes, she would put it into practice in his place and after that ... <br />
She waited patiently in front of Getseco's quarters until he returned from his amusement.The demon ruler was still half in thought with La'ir and how La'ir had simply lost consciousness. People were just too fragile, especially this one. It had to be possible to do something about it, he would have liked to have had more fun. On the other hand, sooner or later he would kill La'ir, but until then he would be playing games with him, in more ways than one ... <br />
He was almost happy that Marami spoke to him in front of the quarters, so he was distracted. "Has Firozz finished his examination yet?" He asked Marami. <br />
"Not quite yet, dear prince," Marami replied with bowed head. She had learned early on to hide her most secret thoughts and feelings deep inside. "It just occurred to me that you might like to try out the mirror room. That way you could get an overview." <br />
"Hmm ...", Getseco put his hand under the veil and scratched his chin. "Not a bad idea, I could shock Firozz by knowing in advance how many useful fighters he was able to bring together."And he could also take a look at La'ir's quarters. Had the person come to in the meantime? <br />
When he entered the hall of mirrors, Marami stood outside the door with a respectful bow. He did not notice, because the power of the mirror only answered his call anyway and the knowledge of the ruler is not intended for the servants. <br />
Marami closed the door slowly and carefully and leaned against it from the outside. It was about to happen. One ... two ... three .... four ... No clap of thunder, no rumble, no lightning. Just a painful whimper, a sound full of pain and fear. Then it was dead quiet. With a grin she tore the door open again, knowing full well what sight awaited her. <br />
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"And then Enma sent Vegeta back to earth because I wouldn't have had a chance against Boo on my own. To cut a long story short, it took a while, but in the end we won", Goku finished his story."So against what has done you are a choirboy." <br />
Doguro shook his head in amazement. "Hell gave him back so easily? Despite all his murders and atrocities?" <br />
"Uranai Baba explained to me that Enma was unsure from the start whether he should really send Vegeta to damnation. There was a great guilt on one scale and little really good on the other, but most of it was bad He committed deeds because he had never known anything other than the cruelty of his people under the thumb of Freezers. He had not been brought up to be a good person, but a killing machine. What about you? Are you a human or a demon crueler? "<br />
"As a demon," said Doguro without a moment's hesitation. He looked into the distance and in his mind's eye the day appeared again when he and his troops won the tournament. His brother first had the idea of ​​asking for a price to change from human to demon.Physically more of a weakling, his brother was able to live out the previously hidden tendency to inhuman sadism through his new skills. And what about him? He hadn't actually been prepared for what power his new self would bring with it. At first horrified at the ease with which people could slaughter like demons, the demonic side had gained more and more control over him and all he had left was the wish to finally be able to put an end to it. An end to the fight. As necessary as Genkai's murder was, her death had left him more hopeless and empty than ever. Put a light sentence on him? That would have seemed like a mockery of his victims, especially Genkai's. Eternal damnation, torment without end, that alone was the price he wanted to pay, even if Yusuke and his team wanted Genkai to be among the living again at the end of the tournament. <br />
Goku watched his lively change of expression and nodded.That stubborn head would understand that it was more important to help now than to see some useless ordeal as penance. <br />
Suddenly he felt an uncomfortable feeling and Doguro groaned and grabbed his forehead, where his doom was emblazoned. The sayajin's keen eyes had no trouble making out the red, black, and gray figures moving toward them in a seemingly endless line from afar. <br />
"It's unbearable!" He groaned and got up with difficulty. "Those bogeymen again!" <br />
"You have to get to safety!" Urged Doguro and gave him a push on the black border. <br />
"Not without you," Goku explained categorically with his own stubbornness. "You have to forgive yourself and then we'll be gone in no time." <br />
"I can't forgive myself!" Doguro yelled back in frustration. "I'm a criminal, I'm the demon I committed all these murders as!" <br />
"Aren't you!" Goku yelled back, no less angry."Or have you seen a single demon in all of Hell? You can, as a soul, fall back on the demonic powers that you once had in life, but you will be judged like a human!" Goku wondered why he did such things could see clearly and put into words. He had the faintest suspicion that Koenma had given him more than just the false stigma of a criminal. "And as a person you have not committed these crimes, or only a few of them and you have paid enough for them long ago. The demon cannot be judged because it does not understand the meaning of repentance, just as a cat would not understand that one punished her for catching mice. You can still grieve the demon, but finally forgive your weak, human soul for not being able to hold him back! "<br />
The guards drifted silently closer and closer. Their target was clearly Doguro, who looked like someone had punched him in the face.One more nudge ... Goku took a deep breath: <br />
"If you don't finally get out of your corner now, they get us and the victory against the demons becomes impossible ... Then you really deserve these tortures, because then countless people will perish cruelly and only because you are selfish in your own felt a little pain instead of acting, you washcloth! "<br />
As if in a trance, Doguro fought his way up again. His fingers felt the symbol. "I ... I ..." <br />
Goku plucked the crystal from his hair and pressed it into Doguro's hand. "I'm too weak at the moment to fight you again. So if you want to wait for them to get you back under their control and rush on me, go ahead." <br />
"That won't happen," said Doguro calmly. Although it took him a hell of a lot of strength to move his hand as he wanted and not as the guards wanted to do (he felt that despite the distance they were almost able to abuse him as a puppet again).* I have to do it, I have to try to make amends as much as I can of what the demon inside me has done. This time I am at the helm and decide where to steer. * The crystal broke under his fingers, the drops hit the seal and it fell off. <br />
The guards stalled. * His soul is ours! * The mental howl of anger from the guards was like lashes as sharp and cutting. Goku and Doguro doubled over under the crushing anger that surged over