Fated Tragedy
Instead I watched, and the seed of my legacy rotted as it was planted.
Years passed. Decades. I watched Alpha Lucifer grow with the stolen luck in his veins, his life fattened by a power that was never his to take. I watched him study my father’s tricks, form alliances with my uncle, grandmother, my mothers godmother, wrap our bloodline in deals inked in curses.
Each thread tied to Satan disguised as Doniel. Each secret stretching back centuries, a web spun long before Lucifer was even born.
And now, here I stand. Everything planned, every sin threaded like a needle into our lineage, revealed at last. My legacy, our stolen fortune, dies here—exposed, unraveling in the hands of those we tried