In the Beginning

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36 AD

As Jesus let out his final breath, his hands and feet nailed to the cross, Lucifer watched the life drain from his eyes. Lucifer watched as the people of Jesus grieved and cried and the raw amount of pain felt was oh so delicious. Looking past that he studied Jesus' body, his corpse, the Son of God had always intrigued him. Why? He did not know. The sky was dark as the Lord had finally recieved his Son in spirit.

He decided to walk the streets of South Jerusalem. He had hid in the skin of a man in his late thirties as to not be recogised as himself. He did alot of walking on Earth, one gets bored of the screaming, crying and begging in the Pit. He likes the human contact every once in a while and also likes time to think.

Lucifer knew Jesus' mission was to be sacrificed for the sins of the people so they could be with God, but watching the Son of the Lord die infront of him has inspired him. He hasn't thought of what it inspires him to do yet but it has set a tole on him and will be forever on his mind.

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Lost in both their thoughts the Man in his late thirties and the adolecense walked into one another, as they turned the corner, hard enough for them to stop and stare.
Lucifer thought she looked atleast 16 years old. She admitted her apologies and walked on down the dusty paths between the houses of Jerusalem. He watched her turn the corner and go out of his line of vision.
The pest made him think. What if he sent his own Jesus to earth...

That thought was cut off as he heard a baby's cry a number of houses away and turned to wait as the family crossed over his sight and out of the way of prying, cretin eyes as he picked a large rock from the ground beneath him and waited until the moment was right.

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