死神 [𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡]

He sighs.

“Michael looks so lost. My poor brother. I am sure he has memories he doesn’t understand. Holes and gaps.”

“Does Michael and—“ he stops in his tracks and his eyes widen very barely.

“Michael doesn’t seem hurt… don’t tell me Yu Huang has…”

“No.” He says sternly and tucks away his necklace too.

“There is no reason why we should do that. I don’t see the benefit whatsoever.”

Which will take… how long exactly? Yutian, that poor being, just got released from seclusion. How is he supposed to play Jade Emperor until the actual one returns?

He is able to return? Is it not impossible to return from such a realm?

“That’s right.” He wipes his tears with his sleeve and then goes over to his desk, pulling out a drawer and then carefully removing a book from it.

He turns around and walks towards Yichen, holding it out.

“You’re old enough now. It’s time you read it. The words father left before he vanished”

“Your er-ge and I…” he blinks, tears falling from his eyes.

Azrael NEVER cries.

“Your er-ge and I are fighting to protect the brothers that are still with us. Please don’t do this to us… both of you…”

Azrael already knew… as angry Sariel was at Lucifer and as betrayed as Sariel felt.

Both Azrael and Sariel carry pictures of Lucifer as a child in a necklace to keep his memory alive.

“Be quiet… both of you… do you think… none of us still love him? Really? You’re not the only one suffering—

Azrael felt his head spin.

Slowly he stands up, reaches into sariel’s robe collar to yank off a necklace, afterwards he yanks off his own locket necklace and tosses them at the feet of his tantrum throwing brothers.

—

“Michael… Yichen… please…” he says and looks at Sariel with a worried expression.

He sighs softly.

“I’m sorry, Yichen. That is not negotiable. None of us are allowed to interact with Lucifer fondly. That is certain execution.”

Azrael takes a knee to both of his brothers and places a hand on each of their shoulders.

As the oldest— he completely holds his anger together.
“I can call for Michael. I am sure he will be displeased as well—“
He whips his head towards the door hearing it burst open before an angry Michael paces

As they make it to the bathroom he reaches out and knocks on the stall door.

“Didi”

I am not sure what that means. But I guess I will try.

I shall come with you….

“A-Chen….” He knows Yichen is hurt.

Nephew. How can an inanimate object be smart?

…. Am I hallucinating or did Satan just admit that he is the last and only person that God speaks to? I feel a level of betrayal that cannot be spoken out into words.

That is absurd. How can a drink make one faint?

(He takes the cup and sips from the second straw before jerking his head backwards and covering his mouth)

W-what was that?!

Does belphegor tend to abuse his power for trivial things like this?

That is what I thought too. They looked at me like I was insane for showing up in a hoodie.

My perfect and talented Laogong.

He said something about a “Coke Zero” I have no idea what that means.

Your loss. I shall be huddled up with the underdressed nobodies until it is time to leave the venue.

Why would people think you’re an orphan?

“Do not be silly. Everyone came for you so give them a show” he chuckles breathily and kisses the other’s cheek.

“I’ll walk out first. Discreetly. And pretend I’m your assistant if people ask”

You’re my everything.

You may join us. Belphegor gave me no time to say no when he asked if I wanted soda and rushed to go buy some.

When we all walked into the venue together everyone stared at us like we’re a boy band. I am simply blending in with the nobodies. Belphegor shall join me.

You are biased. I adore you.