[Lucifer] Fascinated by the Fallen

When Magill woke up, he found himself lying in the carriage.The demon king's domain, the terrifying sense of coercion, and the scenes before he fainted appeared in his mind. He gasped, his nerves tensed, and he was extremely nervous.

Suddenly, he thought of Lucifer.Why is he the only one in the carriage!

Shocked in his heart, Maguire flew out of the carriage with a bang, but unexpectedly saw Lucifer sitting in front of the carriage, concentrating on something.

The chaotic smoke outside the carriage hangs mistyly in the sky, turning around irregularly.Far ahead, the bright gate of heaven is like a brilliant star that exists in the chaos forever, getting closer and closer.Ma Jier carefully distinguished and recognized that they were now in the zone where the heaven and the devil intersected, and they were about to return to the heaven.

Magill didn't know what happened in the Demon Realm, and he didn't know how the boss escaped from the Demon King's domain. It could be seen that he didn't seem to be injured, so he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Magill felt a little ashamed. It turned out that he was his protector in name, but at the critical moment, he was indeed the one being protected.

Magill didn't want to disturb him, but felt that he should say something.

"Come and drive, I'm tired." At this moment Lucifer turned his head and looked at him.

"My lord, thank you. This subordinate is incompetent and has caused you trouble everywhere." Magiel thought that they could come back unscathed after encountering the Demon King. They must have met a high-ranking angel, and he was very grateful.

"Don't blame yourself, it's beyond your ability."

"My lord..." Magill hesitated to speak, he really wanted to know what happened after he was knocked down, and he didn't understand how he was knocked out.

"Don't ask anything, I won't tell you." After speaking, Lucifer handed him the reins and returned to the carriage alone.

Still the same road, but so different from when we came.The sound of the wind rang in my ears, like a gust of air passing through the air holes of a magic flute, mixed with the faint murmur of a magnetic voice:

"Boss, can you tell me your name?"

"Lucifer, I love you."

"No matter how many rivals there are, I will make you fall in love with me forever and ever..."

"Come back to Sodom with me, okay? I will give you everything I have."

"Can we meet again?"

Lucifer closed his eyes, feeling the magic sound around his ears, which lasted for a long time.

He touched the middle finger where the ring was once worn, and smiled unconsciously. There was once a demon's affection placed there...

Soon, the carriage passed through the Gate of Heaven and returned to Angel City.

Different from other heavens in the heaven, the first heaven allows some demons who pass the inspection to enter and leave, so that a group of angels will inevitably come into contact with the demons.

Angels pay special attention to the color of their wings. Pure white, blue and gold are symbols of beautiful and healthy wings.However, once the angels come into contact with the demons, their wings will be unknowingly polluted by the demonic energy, and gradually turn gray. They can only be restored after purification or baptism in the church.Therefore, Angel City has the most churches in the heavens, and there are many angels with gray, white, gray and blue wings lining up outside the church to be baptized.

In fact, Lucifer could have not come to Kamel's mansion, and returned directly to the original moving sky.Different from ordinary angels, Seraphim and Cherub's light power is very pure, they can purify others by themselves, and they will not be disturbed by magic energy, which naturally saves the trouble of baptism.But in order to prevent God from finding out that he had been in contact with Shaka Limanyel, he still decided to go back after being baptized at Kamal.

Ma Jier walked around the Demon Realm, and was trapped in the Demon King's domain again, so his wings were gray and black.After sending Lucifer to the mansion and briefly reporting the situation in the Demon Realm to Kamel, Maguire rushed to the church.

Sunlight falls on the baptismal pool of Carmel Mansion through the large floor-to-ceiling windows and thin gauze.The wind moves, the yarn dances.Tranquil as ever.

The soft and nimble light flashed on the surface of the water, Lucifer took off his clothes by the pool, and submerged his body in the water.The water waves slowly rippling away, his blond hair bloomed and merged with the light.

Carmel walked gently to the pool with his incensed clothes on his hands, and knelt down on one knee.

There were only the two of them in the empty room, so quiet that only the flying of dust particles in the sunlight remained.

Kamal took Lucifer's mask and placed it on the edge of the pool, helped him brush the floating hair, scooped up the holy water, and rinsed it slowly.

An imperceptible trace of black air floated on the surface of the water, Lucifer's fingertips felt tingling, and he quickly raised his hand to see that there was a small red spot on the belly of his ring finger.

Stunned for a moment, Lucifer put his hand into the water as if nothing happened.

Everything that happened just now did not escape Kamal's eyes.

Carmel's eyebrows slowly tightened.Since Magill came back for the first time, he felt uneasy. Now that Lucifer was attacked by Satan Ye on the outskirts of Fagern, of course he still had doubts besides self-blame.

"Satan leaf? He can actually leave a demonic energy on your wound." Kamel remembered the small red wound, and there was a hint of anger in his calm voice, "Whoever offends you must let him Pay the price."

Lucifer didn't answer, as if he didn't hear what he just said at all.He stares at his own reflection in the water, which makes him look like a daffodil, cold and self-obsessed.

But he has the capital of narcissism.Carmel thought.Because no one can match him.

Time went backwards in the sway of water, and Kamel's thoughts went back to that starry night.

The stars of that night were so charming that they hung in his heart forever.

Under the starlight that night, the four-winged angel hugged him and flew quickly in the wind.

He nestled in the arms of the angel, watching the lights of the city getting farther and farther away under the flickering of white wings.

He touched his face with his white and tender hands.

"Mom...Mom..." he called in a childish voice.

The four-winged angel didn't answer, but his shoulders trembled.

"Dad...Dad..." He played with the angel's brown hair, watching them being straightened by the chilling wind.

He saw the moon getting closer and closer to him, and the bright light reflected the tears on the face of the angel, just like the stars.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, the four-winged angel brought him to a forest.

In this strange place, he opened his eyes wide and looked for the stars through the gaps in the leaves.

The four-winged angel placed him on the ground covered with fallen leaves, which were soft and made a soft rustling sound.

He was happy, and kept jumping with his little feet. When he fell down, he got up and jumped again.

"Baby, wait for me here, I'll be back in a while." He heard the four-winged angel say so, then hugged him tightly, and kissed his face reluctantly, just like parting.

He sat blankly on a pile of leaves, watching the four-winged angel—his father, turn around and be engulfed by the long night.

He waited and waited like this, but after several dusks and dawns, his father never came back.

He was hungry, and wandered in the vast forest without thinking.

He cried, and the cry was heard far away.

He half understood, he was abandoned.

In another morning's bright sunshine, an angel with short hair finally appeared in front of his eyes.

When he was happy, he wanted to jump on it, but he tripped and fell to the ground.

However, seeing his wings, the angel not only failed to lift him up, but also said disgustedly: "Oh, I thought who was crying, it turned out to be a little bastard."

The huge shadow of the angel suddenly enveloped him, he was frightened, and kept trembling in fright, "Mom..."

The angel grabbed his feet and lifted him up like something.

The ground was shaking in front of his eyes, and his eyes were full of gold stars, and his stomach was churning.

"Have you found that child?" A nice voice came with the wind.

"Your Highness, I found it." The angel responded and carried him to the path outside the forest.

He tried his best to raise his head, under the dazzling and flickering sunlight, he could only see a blond angel stroking the unicorn's snow-white mane, a faint glow shrouded him, making his figure unrecognizable, but beautiful up.

"Your Highness, he is a half-breed, how should we deal with it?" the angel carrying him asked respectfully.

The blond angel walked up to him.

He looked down at the delicate toes of his shoes.He smelled something good about him.

He didn't expect the blond angel to hug him gently.In an instant, the world turned around again, and what was looking at him was a pair of beautiful blue eyes.

He has never seen such beautiful eyes, like bright stars that can illuminate everything.

"Although his wings are black now, he is not a hybrid, but a mutation, the probability is one in ten billion." The blond angel stroked his hair and said gently.

"Mutated?" The angel's face changed slightly: "He was born with sin, such a child should..."

"He is also a citizen of God, and he also has a chance to survive." The blond angel said, "Although God does not allow mutant angels to exist, there are only two of us here. If we don't tell, who will know?"

The short-haired angel had an ugly expression, obviously hesitating.

"Are you scared?" The blond angel said, "His chance is in your hands."

"No, Your Highness, I will strictly keep the secret."

In this way, he was brought to Jerusalem by Lucifer, and later learned to control his own power, and learned to disguise everything about himself like an ordinary angel, so that he would not be detected even in the barrier of gods.

From then on, his life trajectory was no different from that of ordinary angels, until he got the status of an angel and was going to serve in the army.

The day before he went to the Demon Realm, he was summoned to the White Mist Forest.

He met Lucifer again, someone who could give him a chance.

Lucifer leaned sideways on the sofa, with a graceful posture, but he didn't dare to look, and just stood with his head bowed.

He is no longer a young angel. Time has allowed him to understand the world and let him know that angels that mutate at birth are all to be executed.

"Do you want to know who your parents are?" Lucifer asked.

"No." He heard himself reply.

"You're resenting them."

"I... No. Your Highness." He heard his own voice betraying his feelings.

"Don't resent them." Lucifer said flatly: "They are just ordinary angels in the heavens, living an ordinary life, you don't know what your birth will bring to them. They don't have the heart to send you to die, They want to give you a chance too."

"But they were afraid, they gave up, so they abandoned me."

"For you, they have nothing to do. But I'm just using power to protect you."

"There are so many people with power, but you are the only one willing to protect me."

"Have you ever thought about it, Kamel." Lucifer turned his face away, his voice was very soft, "Maybe I just want to use you."

"It's my choice to be used, and it's my honor to be used." He knelt at Lucifer's feet, thought through everything, and was extremely persistent, "As long as you tell me, I'm willing to do anything for you."

Lucifer sighed softly, nodded and shook his head again.

He felt warm palms caressing his hair before fingers slid across his chin, forcing him to look up.

He saw those beautiful blue eyes again.

"Think about it again." Lucifer said, "Compared to us angels born from the tree of life, you have real parents and have received their love." His voice became ethereal: "Your Born is not just to protect something, to sing something, Kamel, you also exist to feel love."

For a moment, he seemed to touch the lonely heart under the supreme authority.

I also know the meaning of my birth.

He suddenly felt something firmly grasping his heart, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth trembled involuntarily.

Lucifer said: "Your home is in the small town of Rewa in the third heaven, and the roof is painted orange." After a pause, Lucifer said word for word: "Your father once said that The same color as your pupils in the sun."

He was already in tears.

Tears blurred Lucifer's face.

He is not keen on power, but at this moment, he decides to die for this person who holds power, and he will not hesitate.

Later he went to Rewa, where there was indeed a small house with an orange-red roof, bathed in sunlight peacefully and beautifully, it was his home...

His heart trembled for a while, and finally calmed down.

He remembered the tears his father shed that night under the moonlight.

He didn't want to disturb them, if his existence could only bring trouble to them, then he was willing to disappear forever and never come back.

He only stopped for a while, then turned around and set foot on the road to the Demon Realm.

The moment he turned around, he had a kind of enlightenment.

——He not only exists to feel love, he is also born to protect that person.

He smiles, his heart is full, he feels empowered.

The author has something to say: I really like to write fragments of this kind of memories, so, I will use a lot of stuff of this kind of memories later to explain the background of the plot~ Please bear with my literature and art~