There is more than just hatred between Belial and Balthazar, there is suspiscion. Belial watched as his most hated acolyte left the chamber with obvious disdain and disgust at the treatment he had received. A banishment from the chamber for Balthazar was akin to being thrown from a beautiful womans bed midst copulation.
The suspicion and despair that was held by Belial, and the atrocious and heinous crimes that balthazar was suspected of was partly unfounded, and a great part true. Astaroths blood had been on his hands.
The prophesy has existed for millenia, and titivillus's transcripted version of the prophesy has sat on the library shelf in the chamber of hell for eons. But amidst these words there was a shadow mentioned, and that shadow was Balthazar.
The prophesy had placed the Demon Astaroth against the arch angel Kain, the words rang out of an uncertain victory or demise at the hands of another. But outside the fallen, only Balthazar had heard this.
As one of the demised fallen Astaroth is held as a great mythology, a worshipped defeat amongst all those cast down from the hated Lords grace. But there was more to Astaroths legacy, and definitely more to his demise.
Balthazar was an acolyte of Gabriels, prophecised to meet his very demise, or to create the demise of, non other than, Belial. As is written by titivillus in the prophetic death Scrolls, there is stands the scripted and transcribed revelations of the seer Artemis.
Astaroth was one of the metnioed seven fallen, the seven original demonic angels who fell from the fickle grace of god to wander the netherworld for eternity. But the netherworld was a little more than described.
In this netherworld the fallen survived and flourished, and soon were able to comprehend the depth of heavenly treachery again. With Satan leading, they were able to fight.
It was three days after the victory in Limbo that Astaroth had met his end. Kain was waiting outside the gates of heaven as Astaroth had decided to deliver a message of truce for a limited period. Kain was waiting there under the advice and guidance of none other than Balthazar.
Understand this, Balthazar was not a traitor, butone easily misled, and as he had delivered Astaorth into the hands of Kain, he watched the slaughter. He realised his error, but instead of holding his bony hands tot he flame and bowing bfore his guilt, he capitalised on the error.
Balthazar had made it to head of the council by making scapegoatrs out of all the other demons around him. Only Belil had saw through this shadowed veil of deceit, and only Belial had ever greeted him with hatred.
Belial's only distress the lack of evidence, as all correspondence had been burned under Balthazars watchful gaze.
But nothing had changed, Balthazar had rased the temple of Kain to the ground and had been hailed a hero by all those in Hell. All those but Belial.
ut his time was coming. the Council had been prophecised a promotion of sorts and gradually, Balthazar felt it coming. Tonight was the night. Even as he left his chamber, and left the falle's room. He felt his turning of the tide was imminent. He was walking forward to the counsel, and toroughl into a great heirarchy.
Wheels were turning, everything was in motion.