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(Okay. Since we’ve rp’ed Marie and Derek, I feel it’s only fitting to see where Marie’s parents came from, and we can rp the backstory here ((even if this doesn’t get written to wattpad it’s still an rp idea I haven’t thought about yet, if you’re interested- if not I’ll ask Brit if she’ll be willing to pick this up lol. Also, if you want, you are more than welcome playing Lucifer. I’ll set up the background)
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Eternally damned. Just for the fact of rising up against a higher power, questioning authority. Cast out with others who followed his cause, stripped of their righteousness and made to take a form that terrifies nearly all who gaze upon them. Sure, where he was now in the fiery pits was certainly no golden city, but at least he had rule of his domain, and he was more just than the quote “big guy upstairs” un quote. Or it seemed.
Eons would pass since the rebellion and Lucifer had made a kingdom for himself, governing the lost souls of the damned, making each level to hell specific to the type of sin one did in life. He only saw the worst of the worst, never ones who were truly ‘saints’. Some of those most despicable people turned into his loyal demons later on in their punishment and served by his side.
He had never been particularly busy though in caring on having a lifetime partner as most of his said time was spent torturing the damned. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t lonely. Unlike the popular stories about him, and it as true he did have a terrifying demon form, his human like form (past angel form) was very attractive, and since falling, any female demons who went into their supposed ‘heat’ cycles, always wanted a go at him. But he refused each time. It was put in place that he would only have one lifetime partner, and wouldn’t procreate with anyone else. Therefore most demons he had by his side weren’t of his offspring but came more about by magic and twisting of the human psyche.
That being known, his personality was firm and scary at some times, but he was fair and just in his ruling and no one really questioned him being on the throne of hell. And the years he had spent in this realm, he had adapted many forms- ones being such like a terrifying dragon- terrorizing humans to the point of them writing stories about it, a demon that graced church walls in a manner that made even the holiest people shudder with fear- and much more to where the descriptions blurred.
Like it was aforementioned, he didn’t really have time to look for a lifelong partner, and since living on this realm for eons, never had the need to. Until the time his counsel advised that this first ever blood moon that would rise and even be visible in the realm of the damned- would give way to those who would challenge him, because his power would be weakened each blood moon going forward if he didn’t have someone to carry on his lineage (as if demons could die, but that didn’t mean someone couldn’t try) and made him more powerful by bonding with him- because those said demons wouldn’t question a ruler who had plans to leave his bloodline on the throne, and wouldn’t see him as “lazy”.
So that’s where the whole mating process ceremony would come about in due time and each time a blood moon passed, he didn’t find a suitable mate- but it wasn’t like he was an eternal virgin either—he definitely slept around, and would consider himself a manwhore, but his seed was only fertile on the blood moon- and how that even began to happen wasn’t easily explained. But every blood moon while his demons had fun, he was bored, because he didn’t want unnecessary offspring though- so it was out of choice.
And that leads us to the present now, where he was taking his time on earth, scouting out some stray lesser demons who hadn’t returned home. It seems like he wasn’t the only one searching though.
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Lyra drew her sword and plunged it through a demon’s heart, making him burst from the holy light. Thankfully every time one exploded, she always managed to keep her armor free of any blemish. Her fiery red hair glowed with her halo of pureness, and her sharp emerald gaze could cut through the hardest of steel. She looked up when she felt a presence that was familiar and she laid eyes on him, Lucifer- or Samael. She scoffed, as this wasn’t their first time meeting.
She knew she should have plunged her holy blade through his chest whenever they met but, although a warrior, she was still a woman made- filled with compassion and uncertainty, wishing to be desired and so much more. And to even have those thoughts meant that god’s creation wasn’t perfect. Obviously, everyone is aware of what happens at the garden of Eden. But that put aside- she sheathed her blade and stared into his gaze. “We’ve been through this, Lucifer- any stray demons on earth are free game for me and my brethren-“ she trailed off and stood up straight. “And you know very well why I was made, to clean up the mess you left behind in your rebellion.” She wondered if he would have any say for himself. But despite her words, they had been sorta ‘friends’ over the past few decades. She cleaned up the problematic demons he didn’t want to control anymore, and she promised to not kill him - even though it went against what she was taught. Then again god never said to kill him, because if someone did, it would throw the balance out of place in the world now, for good could not exist without evil.
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Eternally damned. Just for the fact of rising up against a higher power, questioning authority. Cast out with others who followed his cause, stripped of their righteousness and made to take a form that terrifies nearly all who gaze upon them. Sure, where he was now in the fiery pits was certainly no golden city, but at least he had rule of his domain, and he was more just than the quote “big guy upstairs” un quote. Or it seemed.
Eons would pass since the rebellion and Lucifer had made a kingdom for himself, governing the lost souls of the damned, making each level to hell specific to the type of sin one did in life. He only saw the worst of the worst, never ones who were truly ‘saints’. Some of those most despicable people turned into his loyal demons later on in their punishment and served by his side.
He had never been particularly busy though in caring on having a lifetime partner as most of his said time was spent torturing the damned. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t lonely. Unlike the popular stories about him, and it as true he did have a terrifying demon form, his human like form (past angel form) was very attractive, and since falling, any female demons who went into their supposed ‘heat’ cycles, always wanted a go at him. But he refused each time. It was put in place that he would only have one lifetime partner, and wouldn’t procreate with anyone else. Therefore most demons he had by his side weren’t of his offspring but came more about by magic and twisting of the human psyche.
That being known, his personality was firm and scary at some times, but he was fair and just in his ruling and no one really questioned him being on the throne of hell. And the years he had spent in this realm, he had adapted many forms- ones being such like a terrifying dragon- terrorizing humans to the point of them writing stories about it, a demon that graced church walls in a manner that made even the holiest people shudder with fear- and much more to where the descriptions blurred.
Like it was aforementioned, he didn’t really have time to look for a lifelong partner, and since living on this realm for eons, never had the need to. Until the time his counsel advised that this first ever blood moon that would rise and even be visible in the realm of the damned- would give way to those who would challenge him, because his power would be weakened each blood moon going forward if he didn’t have someone to carry on his lineage (as if demons could die, but that didn’t mean someone couldn’t try) and made him more powerful by bonding with him- because those said demons wouldn’t question a ruler who had plans to leave his bloodline on the throne, and wouldn’t see him as “lazy”.
So that’s where the whole mating process ceremony would come about in due time and each time a blood moon passed, he didn’t find a suitable mate- but it wasn’t like he was an eternal virgin either—he definitely slept around, and would consider himself a manwhore, but his seed was only fertile on the blood moon- and how that even began to happen wasn’t easily explained. But every blood moon while his demons had fun, he was bored, because he didn’t want unnecessary offspring though- so it was out of choice.
And that leads us to the present now, where he was taking his time on earth, scouting out some stray lesser demons who hadn’t returned home. It seems like he wasn’t the only one searching though.
—
Lyra drew her sword and plunged it through a demon’s heart, making him burst from the holy light. Thankfully every time one exploded, she always managed to keep her armor free of any blemish. Her fiery red hair glowed with her halo of pureness, and her sharp emerald gaze could cut through the hardest of steel. She looked up when she felt a presence that was familiar and she laid eyes on him, Lucifer- or Samael. She scoffed, as this wasn’t their first time meeting.
She knew she should have plunged her holy blade through his chest whenever they met but, although a warrior, she was still a woman made- filled with compassion and uncertainty, wishing to be desired and so much more. And to even have those thoughts meant that god’s creation wasn’t perfect. Obviously, everyone is aware of what happens at the garden of Eden. But that put aside- she sheathed her blade and stared into his gaze. “We’ve been through this, Lucifer- any stray demons on earth are free game for me and my brethren-“ she trailed off and stood up straight. “And you know very well why I was made, to clean up the mess you left behind in your rebellion.” She wondered if he would have any say for himself. But despite her words, they had been sorta ‘friends’ over the past few decades. She cleaned up the problematic demons he didn’t want to control anymore, and she promised to not kill him - even though it went against what she was taught. Then again god never said to kill him, because if someone did, it would throw the balance out of place in the world now, for good could not exist without evil.