The cemetery was a massive, sprawling necropolis of jagged, broken tombstones and weeping, flesh-eating trees. The ground was soft and damp, and the air was thick with the smell of decay.
Mr. Bunny's penis pointed toward a large, ornate tomb at the center of the cemetery. It was a grotesque monument to Dante Infernoz, Nikla's father. A statue of the man, with horns and a tail, stood guard over the entrance. His stone eyes followed them, full of malice.
As they got closer, the rabbit's body began to react. His penis throbbed, a single, clear drop of precum welling at the tip.
Mr. Bunny had been Dante’s last gift to his daughter, and in Nikla’s mind, she had placed the toy in a place of power. He was not only Nikla’s best friend but also the last remnant of her father, so in her dreams, the pink rabbit was a god.
Pitito saw how the delicious liquid was being wasted and jumped in front of Mr. Bunny. He opened his mouth wide, catching the drops of pre-cum that dripped from the bunny’s penis.
Mr. Bunny stared at the disgusting kid, not understanding what was happening. “That’s not necessary, young man,” he said, frowning as a father would. “You can stop now.”
Pitito couldn’t answer. His lips were tightly wrapped around the penis head, and his head bobbed up and down.
“Danna. Why is Pitito doing that?” Nero asked, intrigued.
“Pitito’s father abandoned him when he was young, and he never got a strong masculine figure to guide him through life. His mother is a loving and caring woman, but she could never fill that gap. Now, Mr. Bunny’s the closest thing he has to a father figure, and that’s why he’s trying to consume all the fluids he can, to feel closer to him.” Danna explained, her eyes full of wisdom.
“Oh, I see!” Nero nodded and smiled, feeling happy for Pitito.
"FUCKING FAGGOT!" shouted Rea.
Suddenly, the ground began to tremble. The tomb of Dante Infernoz cracked open, and a thick, black mist poured out, followed by flames and a deafening roar.
A blinding light filled the cemetery, forcing everyone to shield their eyes. When they opened them, they saw a figure floating in the air.
Dante Infernoz, Nikla's father.
He was a tall, handsome man with long blonde hair that fell on his shoulders. He had blue eyes that were so deep, so intense, so full of pain. His face was pale and covered in scars, and his body was muscular, with bulging muscles and a six-pack. Two horns grew from his forehead, and he had a tail. He wore nothing but a silky black bathrobe that barely covered his crotch.
Everyone was amazed by the resemblance between Dante and Nikla.
Mr. Bunny pushed Putito away from him and rushed to kneel before his master. “Your grace!” he said, bowing his head. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disrespect you!”
“Rise, my dear friend,” the Nephilim smiled, showing his sharp fangs. “And please, explain what you are doing in my garden.”
Mr. Bunny explained everything to Dante, who listened carefully.
After a few minutes, Dante finally spoke. “I see…” He scratched his chin. “So my beloved daughter has fallen ill, and a Virus is attacking her mind. I’m not surprised. She’s suffered a lot in her life, and Nadia hasn’t helped the matter.” He sighed.
Kana and Rea were terrified by his presence. They had heard many stories about the Nephilim, and they knew how powerful and dangerous he could be.
“Very well.” He nodded. “Since it’s my daughter who’s in danger, I’ll help you. I can open a portal to her bedroom, and you’ll be able to enter.”
“Thank you very much, your grace!” Mr. Bunny smiled.
“But before that…” Dante looked at Pitito. “You won’t need this.” He raised his hand and shot a blast of energy. It hit the boy’s forehead and exploded inside his brain.
Pitito fell on the ground, headless, his body twitching, and chunks of brain scattered on the ground.
Then Dante turned to Caillou. “You’re bald, and your cancer is at its final stage.” He blasted the baldy, too.
Caillou’s head exploded, and pieces of his brain and tumors flew everywhere. A tumor fell on Chong Chong's fat belly, still pulsating.
The evil man turned to Chong Chong, who was already crying in terror. “You’re a chink. Go back to China, you filthy yellow monkey.”
The Chinese boy screamed and covered his face, but Nero intervened.
“Sir! Forgive my insolence, but these people are here to save Nikla too,” he said, bowing his head.
“And who are you, boy?” Dante scanned the Nephilim boy from head to toe.
“I’m Remnya Scheduna’s son, Nero.” He introduced himself, his eyes full of pride. “I know you’ve met my mother when you were alive.”
“Oh, yes! Your mother was a true menace back in the day.” ” Dante laughed out loud. “Very well, Nero Scheduna. I’ll allow this inferior creature to live, as long as you promise me that you’ll do your best to save my daughter.”
“Of course!” Nero nodded, smiling. “I’ll do anything to help my friend.”
After that, the group followed Dante down a set of stairs that led to the cemetery's underground. They left the corpses of Pitito and Caillou in the garden where the demons would consume them, and eventually, their souls would end up in Hell.
“Here it is.” Dante shoved his hand into a hole in the wall and pulled out a key covered in shit. He gave it to Mr. Bunny.
“That’s the only existing copy of the key,” Dante explained. “Once you enter her room, you only have one chance. Don’t waste it.”
“Thank you, your grace,” Mr. Bunny said, bowing his head.
“Don’t mention it, old friend,” Dante nodded, then turned to Nero and Kana. “You two have been good friends to my daughter. I’ve been watching you from here, and I know how much you’ve helped her.”
“Of course!” Nero grinned.
Kana smiled. “We love Nikla!”
“I’m glad to hear that.” Dante nodded, then turned to Danna. “And you, Danna Ai. Your sense of humor carries the values of an old era. You’re an intelligent girl with a promising future.”
Danna bowed. “Thank you, sir.”
“And you…” Dante said, turning to Rea. “You hate my daughter, I know.”
Rea trembled, her eyes wide open. “No! I don’t hate her at all!”
“You do.” The man grinned. “You want to kill her, don’t you?”
“No!” Rea said, her heart kicking in her chest. “Well, I mean, yes! But I won’t!”
Dante laughed. “Worry not, young girl. Hatred is the purest form of passion, and your hatred toward my daughter is a sign of your burning love for her.”
“Wh-what?” Rea was confused.
“When I was alive, I hated everyone. I killed people, I raped women, and I tortured children. But deep inside, I loved them more than I could ever express. I loved them so much, I wanted to harm them.”
“Uh…”
“Keep hating my daughter, Rea Mertesacker. Your hatred will keep you passionate about her.” Dante turned to Chong Chong. “You’re a chink. I have no words of wisdom for you.”
Chong Chong lowered his head, sobbing. “I’m sorry, sir! I’m sorry, I’m inferior in every way!”
Finally, Dante turned to Kristen. “And you…”
Kristen was already preparing to die. He peed himself, and a brown log came out of his ass, hitting the floor.
“You’re a disgusting piece of shit, but you’re a necessary evil in my daughter’s life.”
“I am?” Kristen asked, his eyes shining. “I am necessary?”
“Yes. My daughter is strong and independent, but everyone needs someone to look down on, and you, disgusting kid, are the perfect example of a subhuman.”
Kristen smiled, proud of himself. “I’m a subhuman!” he said, jumping up and down.
“Enough of this nonsense. It’s time for you to go back and save my daughter,” Dante said, and snapped his fingers, opening a portal that would take them back to the mansion. “Hurry up! The virus is growing stronger with every second that passes!”
And like that, our heroes met Dante and obtained the key to open Nikla's bedroom, the place where her innermost secrets were held captive. Will they be able to save her?
TO BE CONTINUED!