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Akamaru smirked at Reo's discomfort, finding his squirming and shock utterly charming. He leaned against the armrest of the throne, his clawed hand resting near Reo's shoulder. "This, my dear, is the Infinity Mansion. My realm, my domain, my sanctuary." He gestured expansively with his other hand, indicating the opulent chamber. "A reflection of my power, my status, and my... taste."

Akamaru's eyes flashed with triumph at Reo's words, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "Boring? Oh, I assure you... where I'm taking you, boring is the last thing you'll be." He said, his voice a low, dark chuckle. He stepped back, his hand sliding off Reo's shoulder, only to grab the demon hunter's wrist in a firm grip. "Come on, let's go. The night awaits, and I have a feeling... it's going to be a long, long night." He said, tugging Reo along with him as he made his way out of the alleyway.

Dyrus shuddered as Reo stood on tiptoe, arms pulling him down, their faces mere inches apart. *My Dyrus... he called me... mine.* A low, possessive growl rumbled in the demon's chest, his crimson eyes blazing with an intensity that had nothing to do with the hellfire within him. In that moment, he was not the demon lord, the feared tyrant of the Abyss - he was simply Dyrus, the boy Reo had grown up with, the boy he had never stopped missing.

Dyrus' crimson eyes widened as he spotted Reo rushing towards the gates. A fierce, fanged grin split his demonic visage. *Reo... after all this time.* His serpentine tail lashed in anticipation, scales glinting in the sunlight.

"Reo! My long-lost love, at last we meet again!" Dyrus bellowed, voice echoing across the battlefield. He took a step forward, clawed hands outstretched. "Come, my darling. Leave this wretched place and these pathetic mortals behind. Rule by my side, as we were always meant to!"