Azazel prince of demons

Theodore opened his eyes, he felt like he had just woken up from a dream. He remembered everything. His life in Qiren and hades. Lord and lady Dixon, Fife, Elena, his mother and father. Lastly he remembered Alistair, he chuckled to himself, no wonder he had fallen head over heels for him. He looked at Kelan, the little flower he had picked up from the bottomless pit. The little flower that saved him.

His gaze wandered down to the flute that had ended his life back then. Somehow the flute had come back into his possession.

"I told you I would follow you everywhere, didn't I?" Kelan asked him.

Theodore pulled him into a hug, "thanks Kelan for everything" he whispered.

"I got you bro always" Kelan whispered back.

"so do you believe me now?" Hazel asked.

"Yes we do" they answered in unison.

"that's good to know."

"So who are you, why do you know so much?" Kelan asked.

"I am Hazel like I said earlier, I created the flute and the bottomless pit"

"so what do you want? Why did you search for