I'm sure you know who I am. I don't really need to go into the details about what happened to me... Do I? Suffice it to say, everything you think you know... is a lie. I'm not the villain, I'm not the monster, that the world wants me to be. Even if my family can't see me as any other way.
[Formerly a Lucifer roleplaying blog for EKCF, it is now an independent Lucifer account, as that group is no longer.
Also note this is a multi-verse account. Certain backstory and relationships will change and alter depending on 'verse.]
Now who’s the prideful one, dear sister of mine? *teases*
I don’t know to what you are referring Brother *smiles innocently*
Oh now you’re lying to me? Just piling on those sins, aren’t we?
I’m not lying so I really don’t know what you’re talking about, if only you knew
Rami. Rami. Rami.
“Now why is that always the assumption when all I said was a simple ‘hello’?” the archangel replied, eyebrow raising. “You’d think everyone you spoke to had ulterior motives.”
“When you’re a Cambion, every demon or angel typically does.” He raised both brows expectantly.
“I’m not after anything from you, Evan.” Lucifer smirked. “You can relax.”
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He glared, the only sign of his slight temper that he let take over for the moment. He didn’t like it when others acted like they knew more than he did, like they thought they could foresee his own failings. But Death had… ‘won’ the last battle between them, and the archangel was mindful he couldn’t just destroy her. As much as his Grace yearned to do just that. (It always did in the midst of Death, the other having just such an effect on the fallen angel.)
“You know me, Death. I do not get my hopes raised in foolish pursuits.” Lucifer grinned. “I will win. I always do. Whether it’s through the professed bound use of you and your dear little siblings, the world will fall. There will come a time when your purpose, Death, will be obsolete, and trust me, I look forward to that day. I will be there when you are nothing. I will be the one to wipe your existence away when your uses are gone.”
The moment he mentioned her siblings, the hair on the back of her neck stood on end. While she remained composed, inside her blood boiled at the very thought of Lucifer using her siblings. It was one thing to use her, but not them. Never them.
“My job will remain in tact, as it always has. Your power is built on rage and neglect and soon enough, everything will crumble around you and you will fail Lucifer. You always have and you always will.” She did not glare nor did she grit her teeth. Death merely glanced at the Archangel with those dark eyes of hers.
Anger rose up in him, and Lucifer’s hands curled into fists at his side at Death’s words. “One event falling into disarray does not mean the others will follow, Death,” he growled. He would have his victory; he would prove to everyone that he had been right, from the very beginning, and the world would be as it should have been. “Of that, I can assure you. Neither you or my Father, none of my brothers—You will not prevent the ultimate end when the time comes.”
The archangel glared at her, refusing to believe—even for a moment—that her words may be actually be true. Instead, he latched on to the barest trace of what he had sensed at his own statement. “Humanity falls, and your siblings will become even more obsolete. Their duties useless.”
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Would you look at that, top of the list. Is it because I’m your favorite?Well, you’re definitely one of my favorites, dear sister. *grins*
You just don’t want the others to get jealous *winks* it’s okay I understand
Now who’s the prideful one, dear sister of mine? *teases*
I don’t know to what you are referring Brother *smiles innocently*
Oh now you’re lying to me? Just piling on those sins, aren’t we?
“Hello there,” said Lucifer, noticing the other individual.
“Lucifer.” Evan said, crossing his arms. ”You need something”
“Now why is that always the assumption when all I said was a simple ‘hello’?” the archangel replied, eyebrow raising. “You’d think everyone you spoke to had ulterior motives.”
As Ramiel felt Lucifer’s grace reach for hers she welcomed it and cheered slightly at the small show of trust, that he was bestowing upon her by making himself the least but vulnerable.
She shook her head at his words “No Luci, it’s not alright. You should never had had to feel that any of it, and I wouldn’t want you to feel it again alone. But—” Her voice grew thick “But if it would make it harder for you to handle the cage should you ever go back then, I wouldn’t follow. I wouldn’t want to make things worse for you never make them worse.”
She wrapped more of her grace around his, trying to ease some of the pain he must be feeling from having to bring those memores to the forefront of his mind. All because of her and him wanting to deter her and that made her feel all the more guilty.
Lucifer nodded and let out a sigh, the slightest of smiles appearing on his face at his sister’s words. It was what he needed to hear. He needed to know she wouldn’t come, wouldn’t follow him. Wouldn’t end up suffering the same horrible fate that the Cage bestowed upon those within it. “I just— It’s for you, Rami,” he muttered. Lucifer knew—or thought he knew—that he could handle the Cage if he was ever sentenced there again, but if his sister was there as well, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from protecting her. “The Cage, it would… You don’t understand how much it would harm you…”
The memories were still strong, and Lucifer curled more against his older sister. His own Grace twisting with Rami’s as he felt her wrap her own around his essence. Lucifer couldn’t help the part of him that had instantly wanted to pull back at such intimacy, the brief shame at his own scars and darkness rising up—but he needed her closeness. Her comfort. And this, it was so much like when they were younger, and times were better…
“I just want to protect you, Rami,” Lucifer whispered.
Now why would I lie to you, Azrael? Why would I ever lie? *starts to approach her, his expression softening* I’m the one who will tell only the truth, dear sister. The one who proclaimed things as they were, who spoke out—only to be tossed aside. Why would I be the one to spread false tales?
/looks up at him with a blank expression. I’ve been lied to a lot as of late. I’m not sure what to believe right now. Heaven is…screwed up and I doubt the pit is any better. /takes a step back and sighs. I’m just not sure what to believe, Lucifer.
*nods* You’re right. Hell has been screwed up since its creation. Since the moment the first souls fell into its depths, since the second Father built that Cage there. It’s a prison, Azrael. Do you truly expect there to be order in such a place? No. Hell runs on chaos, sister, and I’m surprised it took Heaven this long to feel such effects. *takes another step forward, in response to her backing away* Who better to trust than one who has felt the sting of lies and betrayal so constantly? Do you think I would wield that same weapon against you, Azrael?
He shook his head, stubbornness taking over. Lucifer’s expression was set as he stared at his brother, sitting up and curling his hand around the back of Gabriel’s neck, his forehead coming to rest on the younger angel’s. “I don’t want to fight, Gabriel,” said Lucifer quietly. “And I am discussing it with you.” (For as far as Lucifer was concerned, said event was just such a ‘discussion.’) “And do you truly believe I would abandon you, without letting you know something first?” He shook his head. “I would not just vanish. I’d—I’d find a way. Some farewell, some sign, something. I… I care about you, little brother. I do.” His hand moving to Gabriel’s cheek, Lucifer slowly, tenderly kissed the younger angel. Anything to put his brother’s mind at ease, for the fallen archangel knew nothing would be coming yet…
Gabriel opened his mouth to speak when Lucifer kissed him tenderly. He let out a noise of surprise and melted into the kiss. His hands fisted in the front of Lucifer’s shirt and he pressed closer with a soft sigh. As the kiss broke, Gabe frowned and pressed closer to his brother. ”I don’t want to lose you again.” He murmured.
Lucifer just shook his head slightly, shushing his younger brother with a slight smile as he kissed him again. Anything to distract him, he thought. “You will not lose me, Gabriel,” Lucifer whispered, keeping a hand on his brother’s cheek as he brought the other down to hold Gabriel’s. “You won’t. You can’t. Regardless of anything that will ever happen, you will always have me,” he continued quietly, staring at the younger archangel.
Would you look at that, top of the list. Is it because I’m your favorite?Well, you’re definitely one of my favorites, dear sister. *grins*
You just don’t want the others to get jealous *winks* it’s okay I understand
Now who’s the prideful one, dear sister of mine? *teases*
“Hello there,” said Lucifer, noticing the other individual.
