Lucifer was groaning in pain. After he fought several more times against the chains. He finally tired himself completely out and blacked out against the chains. For several hours he felt nothing but his own thoughts and what his mind wanted to think to black out the pain as his body healed it self the one power that the room seemed not to block. He finally woke up and stared at the boulder of a door. He just wanted out he just wanted to feel the cold air against his skin.

Sighing he allowed himself to slip into a meditation state which was hard as the cuffs cut into his wrists. But once he was relaxed he waited for the crazy guy to enter again. He honestly needed to lean on his inner strength if he wanted to get through this.

Asmund sat in his throne. Waiting for the right time to visit the man. The chains were unbreakable so he would not run away. He shook his head and simply sighed. " I'm bored. I am going to visit him." Asmund said calmly. He got up from where he was sitting and made. Making his way towards the the. He opened the door. And walked inside. His eye glaring at the man. As he did he would then cup the man's chin and kiss him. "Such disgusting lips." He said smiling. Trying to wake him up.

Once that was done he would then smile and chuckle slightly towards himself. This was gonna be great he was gonna corrupt him. And turn him to the dark side of the world.

Lucifer felt him being jolted from his meditation state by a kiss the nerve of this guy. He spat in the man's face again. He didn't care if he broke his jaw again he didn't want him to kiss him or touch him. "You said that first million times that you have kissed me I am sorry that they haven't changed for you yet." He said as he lifted his up to look this man in the eyes. He glared at him he wasn't in the position to do so though he didn't care.

"So what are you going to do this time?" He asked with a small smirk. "Honestly you have had me for over two thousand years and you have got nothing from me so why would tonight be any different." He said with a small grin if he could find his father's weakness and if it was him then he was already weakening his father without even knowing it.

Asmund looked at him as he spat in his face, and drove a fist into his gut, that yet again shattered his bones. He looked at the man and smiled."You just don't care? That's splendid." he chuckled. He shook his head and sighed."I frankly find you highly amusing." Asmund told him softly. he would kiss him again enjoying the kiss this time, before pulling back and slammed his fist at his eyes, causing massive damage. To be done. He smiled and then kneed him in the crotch, before ramming a knee to his gut. This would knock him out.

And so, Asmund waited for the man to come back from his knocked out state, for more torture to be done. Asmund was beginning to enjoy this quite a bit.