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First, he was almost killed by werewolves and now a deadly creature was right in front of him. "Lucifer Celeste..." Alatar didn't know he didn't notice this earlier. Why he didn't recognize the brutal way he killed those werewolves and why he didn't pay more attention to his red eyes. Lucifer smiled softly before standing to his full height. His muscles bulged out as his veins protruded out. "I spared your life, and in return, you've to do something...for me, Alatar...." **** PRESENT "You've to do something...for me, Alatar...."

Lucifer sighed again. "I can't unlock it because I do not have the key". He said plainly. "Well we take the key from whoever has it. Kill them if we have to even". Gadreel said out of zeal. He would not fail Lucifer again. "That's the problem. I do not know who has the key". ***

“Dad, I can not understand the rope story.” Lucifer sits down, “there's a lot of unanswered questions. Joshua, you are not going anywhere. We need each other.” Lucifer gets up and calls Larry. “Yes, Boss.” “I want you to put an end to Johnathan and Desmond.” “Dad holds on,” says Tiffany, “why what did they do?” “They are the reason Winter got an abortion, and they are the reason I got almost killed,” Joshua says. Tiffany took the phone from Lucifer, “there must be an explanation. “

“ Playtime is over ” Lucifer said and he stood up from the chair moving closer to Edward with an evil smirk on his lips. “ Wait , we can talk about this ” Edward said in fear “ There's nothing to talk about ” “ I'm.. I'm sorry, I didn't know she was your woman ” “ Save your apologies to yourself ” Lucifer took the knife and plugged out Edward's left eye and he screamed in agony. “ Hush now, do you know what the time is ” “ YOU BASTARD ” Edward cursed as he bled out through his eyes.

Then it was gone, leaving him breathless and shaken. "Open it, read it, my son," the voice behind him commanded him. He opened the book, its pages whispering like the rustle of wings. The script glowed faintly, the words arranging themselves into a story that unfolded in his mind. Lucian was taken aback by everything written on; he was not merely a human as he had known, but the son of Lucifer, born in the infernal realms. His powers had been vast and were feared many years ago because he was second in command in hell, but his heart had been his undoing.

he inquired, his eagerness evident. A smirk played on her lips as she averted her gaze. "I did miss you," she confessed, a hint of vulnerability coloring her admission. Sensing the moment's gravity, Lucifer shifted his position, settling comfortably on his throne. Lucinda, ever confident, took her place on his lap, their connection unyielding. "So, have you discovered anything new about the humans recently? What are they up to?" Lucifer inquired, his voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and mischief. Lucinda's eyes gleamed with hidden knowledge as she responded, her voice filled with intrigue.

The Great Lycan has always been told as a Legend, it first arrived as a child of the first werewolves, and it is said to come in the any sex, it could be male or female. It had the power of a million werewolves combined and immortality but it also had itsweaknesses… “What is it, dad? Tell me, tell me” Lucas pestered and Alpha Reginald laughed, he tapped the young boy on his head and put tucked him in.

Nicholas voice was a cold as ice and Gerald instantly became numb. Nicholas vanished into the thin air and Gerald lost his balance. He was on the floor like a lost confused child. ----------- Lucifer stared at the image in front of him and confusion knocked him hard. This image in front of him looks just like him. When did "The Most High" create a look alike for me? Lucifer studied her every move as the image before him patrolled around his throne room looking intensely at him. "Lucian?" Great Zap'phiria called out with disgust. She was tired of hiding her identity to everyone. She wanted everyone now to know her and to fear her.

Because Yin, truly, was a menace in fluffy disguise. Even now, as he casually leaned against the vending machine, pretending to be just another pretty intern with slightly mystical hair, his thoughts were spiraling delightfully into mythical gossip and dangerous curiosity. The story, according to Shu—and a few gossipy thunder spirits—went like this: Nexus, the land god before his sudden disappearance, had tamed something that should not have been tamed. A primal, ancient beast. One of the original calamity spirits. A Fenrisúlfr.

‎ ‎Cigar muttered under his breath. ‎ ‎“Well that went well.” ‎ ‎Sierra elbowed him again. ‎ ‎Lyra turned back to Lucian. ‎ ‎“I don’t believe in werewolves. And I definitely don’t believe in destiny relationships with strangers.” ‎ ‎Lucian nodded calmly. ‎ ‎“That’s fair.” ‎ ‎“You’re taking this surprisingly well.” ‎ ‎“I expected resistance.” ‎ ‎Lyra folded her arms. ‎ ‎“So what now?” ‎ ‎Lucian’s voice was steady.