[Hebrew Mythology] Fallen to Heaven

Lucifer stopped.

Pandimaninan showed him its magnificence at the foot of the cliff, like a huge monster, crawling in the deepest part of hell, holding the throne of darkness.It shows terrible luxury everywhere: it looks like a palace piled up with gold coins.

As he approached the building, the sound of flapping wings drifted away in the wind.The fallen angel guarding the gate knelt down on one knee when he saw him. He didn't pause, but turned around and took a look after walking into the depths.

The angels were unmoved, as if he had done so many times before: to walk through this gate, to walk alone in this huge palace.

He closed his eyes, and the surrounding elements were clamoring around him in an instant, no matter what kind of element it was, it clearly appeared in his perception, he established a system of elements, and these elements bowed to him from the very beginning.

No matter what he is, no matter where he is.

"Bo Yi." He called, the name spit out from the tip of his tongue somewhat vaguely, the dark element suddenly fluctuated, and almost in the next second, the lord of the dark element knelt at his feet, his silver-gray hair hanging down Decent, "My lord," he whispered, "welcome your return."

"Here," he asked, "what is it?"

Bo Ye raised his face, and Lucifer's expressionless but vaguely murderous face was reflected in his eyes, "The Temple of Demons—this is the residence of 'you'."

"An abode I don't know about?" he asked a little sarcastically. "Tell me—I don't think they'd build such a thing for a missing angel."

Boye stared at his original creator, then lowered his head again, "Although it's unbelievable, here is a person who has exactly the same face as yours, and even seems to have your memory——"

At that moment, the chill on Lucifer's body made his pupils dilate unconsciously.

"Very well," Lucifer's voice reminded him of snakes, "very well, Lord—"

If you don't come to see me again, I'll go straight to the eight heavens and ask you for an explanation!

The long black hair hangs down, and the exquisite face is like a god who has painstakingly sculpted; every movement is natural and plain, as if it has been tested by countless years of time, and the elegance is engraved in the bones, which is not inferior to any angel in heaven, and even stands in all of them. above.

I have to admit that looking at it this way, Hania looks a lot like Lucifer.

"Although I'm sorry to say that," he raised his eyes and smiled at me, "It's kind of rude to stare at people like that."

"...You really look like Lucifer." If the one here is the real Lucifer, he will tolerate that the possibility of Haniya's existence is infinitely close to negative.

"Ah, although it may be a statement that surprises you," he motioned me to get up, and pushed the teacup on the bedside table to me, "it's normal for a son to be like his mother."

I almost choked on a sip of tea.

Haniya glanced at me slowly, "It's like this, the way I was born is 'fusion'. Generally, when an angel uses this method to give birth to offspring, both parties are voluntary, and then it is generally impossible to determine the parents by gender, and the child is raised by' "Father" and the other is "Mother". Because it is definitely God who raised me, I call Lucifer "Mother". But you also know that God does not have the concept of "face"...my appearance, A complete replica of my mother's soul."

I stared at him blankly, "Is the Lucifer you're talking about the Lucifer of this world?"

"……what?"

"What are the specific operation steps of the fusion?"

"In short, the two angels each take a part of the spirit body and mix it with power to produce a new life. The most commonly used is hair, but there are also angels who are willing to cut off their limbs and then heal them, and even use feathers to complete the fusion. Angel."

I was stunned for a while.I have neither broken arms nor feet, and I don't seem to be shedding any hair.As for the hair... It seems that it is not difficult for the Lord to pull out my hair while I am sleeping, but when I imagine that scene, I feel extremely weird.

What's even weirder is that I'm now facing the titular... my son.

me and the Son of the Lord.

Tathagata Buddha, the Jade Emperor, let me die, it is troublesome.

"...Do you know that the actual history is different from the history you know?"

"Well, for example, Lucifer did not personally lead the troops. But since Father God gave me such a memory, there must be his intentions?"

Yes, he does have intentions, to put you here, and then replace me with the real Lucifer, and the three of you will get along with each other... ah bah.

Go to his family of three, even if they are with Jehovah, and Hania calls him "mother", Lucifer probably will draw his sword.

Thinking about it this way, I suddenly felt that the child Hania was quite pitiful.Dad is more scary and can't show it off, mother... His mother probably can hunt him down in Jiuchongtian.

"You seem happy again. Your mood changes really quickly."

"I don't have the energy to maintain the same mood for a long time."

"That's right, whether it's joy or sorrow, it takes a lot of effort, right?"

"It's not like that. It's just... well, I have no reason to maintain it. It's not social etiquette, but I have to think about it all the time. Mood... It depends on the mood."

He was silent for a while, and slowly moved his gaze out of the window.From here, you can only see patches of clouds. Hania's palace is on the outermost layer, and this place is not facing another palace.The way he stared at the clouds made me feel a little dazed for a moment.

Is he Haniya or Lucifer?

Could it be that my original direction was wrong, that he is actually the real Lucifer, who came here by some coincidence, and was temporarily arranged by Jehovah?

I don't have the real concept of Lucifer, so I can only roughly piece together and guess what he looks like, and the result of my piecework looks very much like Hania.

Just because of memory?Can this be done from memory alone?

Haniya rested his jaw on the back of one hand, his eyes fixed on the end of the cloud, where there was nothing but the wind.He seemed to have suddenly remembered something, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"God likes Lucifer very much." He said softly, "There is an aura between them that no one else can get in. When God looks at Lucifer... it's like looking at a treasure, a light that is more important than the whole world, Thousands of galaxies are the jewels he adorns Lucifer's hair, and all beings in the three realms are pets he gave to his lover..."

"But Lucifer thought God loved this world."

"How could God love the world—if it wasn't for Lucifer's love for the world?"

"He knows that he is different from any life in the Three Realms... But why can't he think that he is also different from all the beings in the entire Three Realms combined?"

"Arrogance? If only he was really arrogant...if only he was really, comparing himself to God."

"Then," I was led by him to ask in the same low voice, "Why did God want Lucifer to fall to heaven?"

"Why would God need it? To God, heaven and hell are nothing more than two bedrooms in a house with one living room and two bedrooms."

"Then why does God... need Lucifer?"

He turned his head, frowning slightly, with a faint light in his eyes.He seemed to be hinting at me, but couldn't say it.

"...Does your memory really only go to Lucifer's fall?"

"Ah, because of other things, it's the 'future' for you." He replied lightly, "Lucifer gathered demons in hell and rushed to heaven, but he clashed with demons in the second heaven and withdrew; after that Mammon built Pandimenan for him, and offered everything in the deepest part of hell—the bright star, the son of the morning? Forget it, there is no word in the Three Realms that can describe him, if there is any word that can be measured for him It is a 'miracle', a miracle that even gods can't replicate."

"Sorry," he added suddenly, "I'm a bit pro-devil...but I'm not a devil, please don't be afraid."

"...but you look a lot like him. I mean, you and Lucifer—"

"Thank you for the compliment," he replied with a slight smile, "If this is the case, the next task will be much smoother."

"you want--"

"Ah, keep it secret—I'm going to hell, and instead of Lucifer, gather demons and become the devil king."

I bounced off the bed.I stared at him, my mind buzzing. "You? Demon King? Your wings—"

"This can be changed. It doesn't matter, God gave me this ability when he created me."

"Then your attributes—"

"I am the 'little son' of the elements. After all, Lucifer built the elemental system, and both of them have full attributes."

"..." I opened my mouth, "But..."

"It's really dangerous, but God needs me to do this. In reality, Lucifer didn't choose to become the devil for some reason...so I want to replace him."

"Does Jehovah need a demon king?"

"Jehovah?" he said the name, "...is this the |name of God?"

"It's... among the lower-level angels' respectful title for God!"

He didn't delve into the question. "For the world," he replied, "and the world is for Lucifer."

Lucifer.

Damn Lucifer.

I raised my hand, trying to cover my own face, but Haniya caught my emotions in time, and he hugged me again, "Sorry, did I say something wrong?"

"No, I'm just too touched that God cares so much about Lucifer."

"You're sad. Not touched."

"No, I'm happy for Lucifer, I'm so happy."

In the final analysis, I am with Jehovah, and there must be no Lucifer growing up with him.

If it's for Lucifer, there's nothing to make me sad—after all, I've occupied that guy's position for so long, so I should give him some reward.

It’s just that Jehovah is worthy of being a God, and he is not merciless when he does things.

At least tell me one thing, I won't get angry with him because of this, anyway, I earned it.

Immediately afterwards, I pulled myself out of the horns under Haniya's gaze.I smiled and looked up at him, "The Lucifer you mentioned, is it the Lucifer in your memory?"

"Sorry," he seemed a little hesitant, "I only know the people in my memory."

"Ah, it's okay, I don't believe in anyone except Jehovah, including myself." I pushed him away and stood up, repeating the sentence to myself, "Misunderstanding him casually will make him sad, that kid will be sad It's hard to deal with."

Haniya looked at me with some confusion, and I showed him a standard toothy smile, "Did I never introduce myself? My name is Mackey, a four-winged angel, and I worked as a cook at Angel College before joining the army. I'm not familiar with Lucifer at all... I've never met him. Not at all. To be honest I didn't even say his name before that war, I always said 'that Highness' - can you believe it ?”

"Do you have any reason to lie to me?"

"A lot, for example, what if I am Lucifer?"

"Even if you are... dignifiedly entering through the gate, why don't you dare to report your name and dignifiedly leave?"

"Because I didn't expect anyone here when I knocked on the door."

He suddenly laughed lowly, and looked at me with almost pleasure in his black eyes, "Okay, this... the ordinary four-winged angel Munchie who carries a light elemental lord with him, so, do you have anything else to ask? I know I can tell you all about it, if I can explain it clearly."

——"I am the 'little son' of the elements."

I glared at him.

He smiled back at me.

"...Is my ability to disguise my identity so bad?"

"The light elemental lord often wanders around with an angel at random, and the fact that he followed you can't prove anything." Hania sighed, "But you... still remember that you said, 'I was expelled Heaven, dare I fight with the gods, I can't control you'?"

I admit I overlooked it.

"But more, the things engraved in the soul cannot be changed. Some things cannot be changed even if they are reincarnated." He stood up, and his slender figure turned into a blurry silhouette in the light from the window, "it It will affect several lives, even more than a dozen lives... For the pride he once had, for the heaven and the earth bowed his head at his feet—that is a temperament that all living beings can't help but want to bow down and bow down to, that kind of thing In the soul, indelible."

He suddenly looked away again.

"My words... can't be done at all. Demons will easily see the difference between me and you, but they will not do it easily before verification. I will complete the order and stick to it until you are willing to be that devil..."

His brows were pinched, and when paired with Lucifer's face, I felt a little distressed, "Mother."

"..."

He should thank me for not being the real Lucifer, otherwise I would beat him from the eighth heaven to the eighteenth hell today.

"Ah, I know you're up there, and I won't lose a piece of meat if I call you."

"...In your memory, what is the relationship between Lucifer and Jehovah?"

He answered me almost as a matter of course: "Lover."

"..."

Jehovah!

How dare you abduct Lucifer, forget about abducting him, and let him fall to heaven, can you be any more scumbag!

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