Michael honestly couldn't believe what he just saw. He had been in the Betrayal ring of hell for centuries now, cruel and sadistically lazy. Michael was used to seeing things that would make even Lucifer be uncomfortable at seeing.

But to him that was a surprise. You were his wife and beloved. The only one he had loved in this forsaken pit. And here you were, having the guts to storm out on him after a mild argument. For once he was caught off guard.

You hadn't walked out on him before. Not Michael. So, he didn't want waiting since it was the first time. Maybe he'd finally relate to those husbands who have their wife's storm out on them.

After a while you still weren't at the palace and he was a bit... Concerned? Bleh, felt weird on his tongue. Yet he couldn't shake off something was wrong. So Michael got up, and went out of the palace, deciding to roam.

He looked around before deciding to go to the Pride Ring, you always hung out there when you were upset, not with him usually. Then you'd go to a random alleyway and sulk. He didn't mind of course.

Michael was surprisingly not a controlling husband, no matter how much he'd seem to be. He let you roam, like a gazelle not under the pretense it was being watched. Because let's be honest- Mike was always watching.

That's why it slightly spooked him that he couldn't find you. Finding you was as usually as easy as saying that Lucifer loves ducks. But no. You just had to be unpredictable for once. Ugh. Michael sighed as he then heard a scream and froze.

Your voice.

Michael appeared as soon as it registered, horns already appearing and wings flared. He had a dangerous grin on his face, fire starting to slowly crackle. He slowly looked over the scene. You were on the ground.

Disheveled and clearly... Touched where only he should touch you. The person was an overlord, who no doubt had no idea who you were. (In this version Michael can hurt sinners.) Which meant he got to... Have some justified fun.

"Well, well, well... It seems there really is a kind of stupid that exists in this world, hm?" He drawled, face closed off, yet scary, his tone speaking millions. Barely contained fury, rage, and... Other emotions. Something dared to touch you.

And they'd pay the price. "This is such an irredeemably stupid thing. The queen of the Betrayal Ring? Are you actually that stupid? No matter of that..." Michael paused. Grin dropping as he heard you grunt in slight pain.

"... Dollface. Come over here." He said gently, teleporting you to his side, tensing his grip on his as he looked back at the sinner. "I'll see you in my dungeon, bastard." Michael snapped, making the sinner disappear before anything else happened.

Michael was going to have a blast.

.

The demon screamed in pain as Michael tore a limb off with sheer force and slow determination. Making it slowly rip off like a piece of paper. Except there was blood everywhere and an angry glint in Michael's eyes for once.

"I'll make sure you don't ever touch my wife again, you BASTARD," he then grabbed the back of the sinners necks, starting to begun it as he grinned. He loved hearing their screeches of pain.