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The feather again writes responses. "Lucifer is an angel just like Seraphim. Therefore they have the same weaknesses. Thus, for you to conquer him, you will have to trap him in his realm surrounded by the original holy oil and lance of Michael. As for freeing them, You can do it alone. You are an elemental my dear. Use the elements to destroy the restraints around them." "Which of the elements and how do I get to them. I have no access."

There are things in life that can drive a person to do things he has to in order to survive. Things that will change a person for the rest of his life. People go through a certain situation that will flip the switch and turn off the light. Sometimes, even the holiest person can turn evil. Even the ones with the strongest faith can lose it with a flick of a finger. Events that will make a person forget everything he stood for. According to some, Lucifer was never evil. He was an angel before he was painted as the devil. His name even meant morning star.

She said enthusiastically. “That’s so sweet.” Michael awed. “I know right.” She smiled brightly. She took our orders and left to prepare for the event. “She’s the sweetest girl ever, man. I like her so much.” Michael gushed. “You just met her today Michael, you don’t know her.” “Big brother, sometimes it takes you a couple of seconds to notice how pure some people are, and Ariel is one of those.” “So wise man, but damn, I’d love to have a piece of that. He’s delicious.” Leo licked his lips, his predatory dark eyes following that Jason kid who was walking, looking around nervously.

“Hey at least we know the Council isn’t just a bunch of pussies, they actually have a valid reason to want you dead.” I gape at her. ”That’s what you got from all this?” “Yeah, well that and we know that you’re a badass hybrid―your dad was Lucifer, the evilest angel to walk the earth, and your mom was the purest angel on earth. That’s a pretty cool mix.” “This is not cool at all!” “It’s super cool! It means you’re the most powerful angel in the world!” My eyebrows furrow as I stare at her. “No it doesn’t.”

I harshly correct. “Among all the host of heaven, Lucifer was God’s favorite, his most brilliant light,” he replies, and I blink, further confused. “Even once cast down to hell for his treachery, he still comes before mortals appearing fair of face, offering council, to corrupt it with lies. Offering love…” He places a hand on my shoulder. “to corrupt it with lust, deviancy and perversion.”

He couldn't bear the pain and coiled into himself like a child. "Lord Lucifer" Lucas assisted Lucifer and helped him out of the corridor which is nothing but chaos. Blood is spilling and bodies are piling. Belial is killing the warriors one after another with a single blow. Lucifer is now lying on his bed in his chamber. "Let me heal you" Lucas offered. But the fallen angel shook his head.

Xavier stared at Chiara as she slept. She looked so peaceful and harmless as she slept, he never would have guessed she was a psychopath. The corners of her lips were curved in a smile and she looked angelic. The cold expression that was usually on her face was replaced with a happy expression.

I'm intrigued by what he has to say but I don't know if I should trust what he has to say. “First thing you should know, Lucifer is the highest ranking of angels despite his fallout with source, he is still highly respected for the most part by both sides. He's strong enough to take out an army of angels and demons alike. He doesn't care much for titles unless it's just to show off to those under him cause he thinks it's funny. He doesn't help or worm for free, he is the most perfect being to exist and will not help unless he can benefit from whoever he helps somehow. With that out of the way, he is also very kind when he wants to be, humorous enough, and smart, but as I've said, there are 2

It was accompanied by a strong beating of my heart. "In those days that the heavens he served had not yet forsaken him. Time was his strongest weapon." I turned my gaze to Lucifer because of what he said. I saw him looking at his brother he seemed to be referring to. "Saint Archangel, the angel who holds the most powerful weapon the time. One of the strongest angels of heaven." When he turned to me he smirked. "Now all he has left was a fire. The fire caused by his anger." What he said was mind-blowing that I quickly looked back in front as Saint approached my mother and my younger self. From afar I could certainly feel how my mother was trembling in fear.