This is a direct continuation of my first book.
(Hazbin Hotel) The Radio Demon and The Doe-Eyed Killer
So if you haven't read that book yet, go read it because you will be VERY confused if you don't!
I know year 2020 has already come and gone for us...
Chapter Title Translation: "My little Blue Butterfly?"
Mariposa = Butterfly Azul = Blue ———————————————————
Alexander Morgan pulled out his cutlass he had a gun but he didn't ever use it to begin his duels with Rasim Najjar.
Morgan doesn't know much about the Architects past since he died centuries before his own death in 1727, and that's what infuriates him. Because despite his worth to Dreads goals and his lack of brain washing Morgan knows next to nothing about any of his work associates pasts. Every time he's around the Arabian Architect he gets this inexplicable urge to run that demon through the heart with his cutlass and be done with it...
The only reason he doesn't is because he knows better than to get between Draegan Dread and his goals. And unfortunately for Rasim Najjar he falls into the "No Sudden Killings" category.
Aciano's watching from his vantage point with a giddy feeling of anticipation as his sickness was momentarily forgotten.
Captain Morgan smirked towards this Arabian Architect and challenged the demon with a hint of snark behind his choice set of words.
"You going to take this 🤬 duel seriously this time around you 🤬 bastard?"
The Architect looks bored at the notion of fighting and shrugged his shoulders.
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"Depends..."
Morgan sneered. "On what?"
The Architect smirked and chuckled.
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"On weither or not you can finally make sense of my mirages!"
Aciano giggled from his vantage point.
Whoever this Architect demon was, he likes his use of sass.
Morgan didn't seem to agree with his sentiments though and immediately got into a fighting stance. "Just shut up and let's start this 🤬 duel already!"
The Architect got into a fighting stance with his Shamshir at the ready and smirked. "Very well then..."
