The New God of Demons [The Promised Neverland]

Chapter 4: Brother [REWRITTEN]

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[•3rd POV•]
"Master Odessa, it has been reported by the royal capital that Lord Lucifer has released a statement not too long ago." A butler reported by the doorway.

"Hm? Dad? A statement?" A deep husky voice –who is called Master Odessa– murmured to himself.

"Yes, master. It has been ordered by the queen herself to gather ALL the humans and demons to listen to it." The butler informed.

"I see." Master Odessa mused, albeit he still stared at the butler expectantly.

"And you are the only one who can read it." The butler finished.

"Hehe, that explains it then." A smirk reached his lips as he slowly stood up.

"Alfred, have the Ratri clan been informed of this?" He asked as he put his black coat on.

"Yes, master. They are rounding the rest of the clan as we speak, they will all be waiting for you in the connected auditorium." Alfred replied.

"Noted. You're dismissed."

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"Is my hair alright?" Lucine asked as she looked at the mirror for the umpteenth time.

"Yes, Lucine. It was created by you, it's perfect." Lucifer repeated his answer.

"*Sigh* I hate get togethers." She murmured, to which Lucifer replied with a chuckle.

"Here you go." He said as he handed Lucine's mana made mask.

"Thank you." The bluenette appreciated as she put it on her face like sunglasses.

| ~Flashback~ |

"Oh, yeah. Father, I have a question." Lucine called from her creation practice.

"What is it?" Lucifer replied.

"Do I still die when I'm shot through the heart or my eye/s?" She asked with pure curiosity.

"Oh, well, you're not human anymore since that part of you is dead. You are purely a demon of noble blood, my blood. So you should die through your eyes, but then you can also heal with your powers, so you can't die." He answered.

"So... I'm immortal." Lucine concluded.

"Yes."

"Oh... Cool."

| ~End of Flashback~ |

"Time to go. Now remember what I taught you about portals." Lucifer reminded.

"Yes, yes. You don't have to remind me, father." Lucine waved her hand dismissively.

The bluenette reached her hand out and concentrated her mana flow, her hair floated a bit in the air as wind was felt spiraling in front of her. Then, like ripping a piece of fabric, the view infront of her halved and open, a glow of purple, lavender, and black swirling manipulatively.

"Be right back, father!" She chirped as she walked through the swirling portal.

Lucifer could only chuckle and nod as his daughter left.