He could see Mikha’el more clearly, he was shaking, it was clear to Lucifer that pain was wracking his own body. He looked up at his beloved twin as the taller suddenly paused, frozen. The powder blue haired angel knew he was hearing God’s voice in his ear. With blank eyes the rebel leader’s gaze rolled over to the sound of ripping. A hole had opened up in the street, sucking down cars and gold bars alike. When the cars hit the earth, they turned into horses which ran off.
He could hear the other sigh, Luci’s still breathing, blood drenched body was laying there in a prone position. He could feel Mik’s foot violently jabbing at his side. He watched his Mik mouth something, ‘I will always love you, sweetest hatchling mine…Forgive me’
Lucifer smiled a bit at that, just for him, behind the curtain of his former lover’s hair. But soon, he was picked up, being carried. He stared up at Mikha’el then, as he dropped him through that hole. Lucifer could feel himself sigh as he fell. Mik’ tear stained face got farther away, so he reached out with weak arms.
He was falling, through the Earth’s atmosphere, the fire burning his already wounded body. When he hit the sky, his head rolled back, he stared up at the heaven with a silent resignation. The wind whistled past his ears as he fell, holding out his arms toward the heaven, toward Mik. He whimpered, the air stinging his wing stumps.
Lucifer closed his bloody eyes, closing himself off to the clouds that surrounded him. He stared blankly as all his thoughts seemed to fly out of his mind. When he hit the ground, blood shot out of his mouth. He didn’t have the energy to speak much less move. The wet smack of a body hitting the ground next to him assaulted his ears. Asta teleporting down, screaming for him, he couldn’t hear. He didn’t turn toward the sounds, so far away now. Slowly, very slowly, his destroyed eyes closed for the last time.
The sky was clear and calm, That is until God struck the ground with a lightning bolt in rage. It began to rain after that, fierce winds bashing at the trees, rolling the water and whipping around anything caught in the storm.
With a blank facial expression, the baby, having wandered away from the wolves, stared up at the sky. It crawled out of the blanket it had been wrapped in, that the wolves had carried it in. The baby watched as Mik and Luci’s bodies dissolved into the earth, becoming one with it. Meanwhile Maze and Asta had been wandering through the forest while training the young. They soon discovered what God was doing.
The little angel baby crawled away from the area. Scared by the storm, it hid in some bushes. Eyes widened, he watched God reach out with its pus.
God took the earth into its form and began to mold it. After a long time, a man was created that looked an awful lot like the young Beelzebub’s father.
The little angel baby crawled away from the area. Scared by the storm, it hid in some bushes. Eyes widened, he watched God reach out with its pus. God took the earth into its form and began to mold it. After a long time, a man was created that looked an awful lot like the young Beelzebub’s father.
He’d just met him (LUCIFER SECRET VISIT BY MIKHA’EL AFTER BEEL BIRTH ONLY ON PATREON!)
in the child's excitement he crawled over happily. He stopped short when God took the earth from beside the man and created a female that looked a lot like Lucifer, the baby waddled over after God’s presence was gone.
Adam and his wife took the baby with them once they happened upon him. He cuddled up to them but looked up at the sky with big sad eyes, thumb stuck in his mouth. This did not go unnoticed by the group. Pretty soon as it had been a full year since Lucifer had left.
Only Asta, who survived the rebellion, Surithiel, Paimon, who survived as well, Maze, Raziel and their young, known as larvae or grubs, remained along with a few of the other angels. When they came across the scene, the angels followed them for a time being, they kept track of their every move and hid in the shadows while watching them raise the young boy. The man, called Adam, turned to his wife and sister, Lilith, spying the baby, they picked it up and walked off into the darkness of the forest.
Meanwhile the other angels were still in a fight for survival, their new powers were put to the test every day. One night, it was a night strangled with tension as a strange box appeared in the middle of the camp. The angels went on working as normal, but they could feel something wasn’t right. The box remained there and the few angels left were currently gathered in front of the fire. One of them, who’d begun to grow a dark violet streak in his hair, Lariel, turned to the others. “Brothers, I am unsure about what will happen in the future, but what I do know is that you are all important to me”
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