[Hebrew mythology] The best friend of the devil

Satara means Lucifer's contract.

The whole hell knows that this name belongs to Lucifer's slave, that is a very special angel, he has almost never been seen in public, in that bustling city of demons, within the sight of Satan, he has been hiding in the dark, silently .

It's more like a friend than a slave.This slave contract was branded when Lucifer fell into the sky, because the master could take power from the slave. When facing the weak Lucifer, he used this method to retain the original pure light physique. The life of a dead angel.

In the entire demon world, there is probably only one person who is willing to become a slave.

He branded himself and knelt at Lucifer's feet, his lashes drooping; the black king claimed ownership by stroking the top of his head: then the king pulled him up and kissed his profile.

He remembered the appearance of the king and the queen before he fell into heaven: he remembered the black hair against the pure white or dark wings, he remembered standing on the top of heaven or the abyss of hell, and he also remembered the king hugging him , tremblingly kissing his side face, the reflection of the crystal chandelier in the Temple of Demons turned into a pearl chain-like luster as the black eyes flowed, his breath sprinkled on the side of his face, the two of them faced each other quietly, without a single opening, Lucifer embraced Looking at his back, he said with nostalgia: "From now on, your name will be Satara... This is the name I gave to a friend a long time ago."

Lucifer's black six wings fluttered in the Pantheon of Demons like a real night curtain.

Satara agreed, and his name has not changed since then.

——Only him was reflected in those black eyes, quiet and silent, as if there was a universe pressed in those eyes, and he knew that it was the result of Lucifer's countless years of experience.But in the next moment, those black eyes turned into angry blades, and they slashed at the back of his shoulder one by one. The wing feathers shattered with the terrifying sound of cutting, and the whole world was a chaotic black and red...

Satara opened her eyes suddenly, gasping for breath.There was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and he barely moved his body. The sharp crackling noise rang in his ears, the bones seemed to have been restructured, and there was someone standing beside him in his blurred vision. He subconsciously gathered his strength and planned to Fighting back, the engraved mark on the body sounded a warning, "Well..."

Something was put to his mouth.It is water.Angels can accept this kind of thing, but they don't like it. They are pure energy bodies, and they prefer to crystallize energy rather than extract energy from matter.He tried to push it away, but there was no strength in his body. The man poured water into his mouth. After all, it was a body that simulated a physical body. He coughed. Breathing is the most common way for angels to absorb energy in the air, so They do have human-like lungs.The man hurriedly wiped away the water from his lips, turned him over so that he was face down, he spit out a mouthful of water, and after a little relief, he saw the person in front of him clearly.

He thought for a moment that he saw the king, and he could not mistake those eyes; but after his eyes were focused, it was Xia Lu standing in front of him.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a deep-seated pain: lost, lost, that king will not forgive himself, even if he has no memory, he is trying to kill himself...

"Hey," Xia Lu patted his face, "What's your expression...I'm disappointed when I see it? I'm sorry, I'm not a nurse sister with a good figure, so I can't help..."

Satara propped herself up and knelt on the bed, "Please punish."

Xia Lu got stuck.

His wings have not been folded yet, and in the morning light, he can almost find all shades of gray from black to white, his hair hangs down like his head, and there is a black scar on his shoulder, which covers the entire shoulder, but fortunately there is no Continue to extend.

"You...don't treat it for a while?" Xia Lu pointed guiltily at his shoulder, "That...I...I didn't do it on purpose."

"It's me...it's my slave's fault." Satara said lightly, "Please punish."

Xia Lu was tongue-tied.

"My punishment for you is...heal me!" He suddenly jumped from the bed to the ground, and said loudly as if to cover up something, "Also—put on my clothes! I've wanted to say it for a long time, you wear Is a vest convenient for others to see?"

"..." Satara opened her mouth silently, but did not defend herself.Xia Lu took another step back and bumped into the window glass of her own bedroom, "Anyway... ah, also, the slave is called by a servant! You...you can just say 'I', and! Don't just say 'I' Just kneel, don’t you in the West only kneel on one knee to the emperor? That... In short, like a normal person!”

Satara nodded at the end.He was still kneeling straight, and there was a question neither of them asked: about why Satara found him at this time, about why he became Xia Lu as Lucifer, about everything that followed, like a certain This kind of taboo, none of them said it.

Instinctively avoid, like as long as the scar is not uncovered, there will be no pain.

Xia Lu almost rushed out of the door, and Satara stood up slowly alone, moving his stiff body, looking at the injury on his shoulder.The meaning of punishment was clearly engraved in the wound, and he knew that it was because he was a slave, and the thought of punishment was enough for the master to turn him into a doll full of holes.Lucifer's strength did not recover, otherwise he would not have suffered a shoulder injury, but would have been wiped out.

Such wounds cannot heal unless the master forgives him.

And now, as he thought, the wound has not healed - you see, he will never forgive, what are you expecting?

Satara took a light breath and simply used an illusion to make his shoulders look intact.He knew that he had to nourish his energy, the master was gradually recovering his memory, but he didn't know what had happened during this period of time in the huge hell.

Xia Lu shook off the angel in her mind and went to school on her own.No matter what happens in his home, he still has to go to school—this may be the most disgusting thing for most students. Even if there is an angel hidden in his home, he can only watch the crowd coming and going at school, holding this in his heart. Secret, if you tell it, you will definitely be treated as a mental illness.So even if he has the tendency to become the protagonist, he can only continue to go to school-the graduation ceremony of the third year of high school is over, and the second year of high school students are still five rounds away from the review of the college entrance examination.

He couldn't believe he hadn't been to school the last two days - even though it seemed normal to be out for a day in a hospital coma after a stage light exploded.It may be because the life in the past two days has been too fantasy. Facing the greetings from his classmates, he almost subconsciously replied: "I slept well at home these two days."

At the same time, Satara closed his eyes against the glass and meditated, suddenly opened his eyes, and glanced outward; then a purple mist rose around him, and he disappeared into the void in an instant.

This time, he will fight alone.

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