Our True Ending

Misunderstanding Part Kill Me

Lucifer's P. O. V.:

*Slight sigh* Don't worry, Y/N. I will solve this issue no matter what it takes. I take a look back at their sleeping bliss, not wanting to leave them. I hold onto the doorway in anger wishing that if I just stay with them, then all this pain would just disappear. You know I'd do anything. Absolutely anything. I'd end my life for you, if needed. I'd end someone else's life if needed. Your life means more to me than an eternity in the Celestial Realm, Y/N. I don't know what I'd do if you ever hated me, if you never looked in my direction again, or if you looked at me in pain... Sleep well. I love you.

"I'm back," I enter the living room.

"Lucifer! Is Y/N okay? Did you happen to find them," Diavolo asks concerned.

"They're fine for now. They're sleeping in my room, so don't any of you disturb them. I already know most of what's been happening." I turn to look at Solomon, "I have never met with any witch. I don't know who Mammon captured, but I can assure you that this was one hundred percent not me with any witch."

"But, Lucifer, you are acquainted with quite a few, right," Solomon struggles to understand.

"So are you, Satan, Diavolo, Mammon, and possibly Asmodues. As you've already discussed who is more likely to have envious followers of Y/N, now that I'm here, I can tell you that the business I have with the witches I'm acquainted with is mostly done in the human world. There's no point in seeing who is more popular anymore if the oddity has now turned to the two in the picture Mammon happened to capture."

"Interesting. You say the man in the picture isn't you, Lucifer, but these features aren't just from the back to be easily mistaken for you. Mammon was able to capture - whoever these two are - in very high quality," Diavolo points out the issue. "This shows that it's clearly you. If you say it's not, then maybe the only possible conclusion is magic."

"Unless you just seriously can't remember this encounter," Satan states the obvious.

"Nah, I can't see Lucifer out of all demons not rememberin' anythin'! Man, if he did I'd be able to get away with a lot more things!"

I glare at him, and he quiets down.

"It's true," Beel agrees. "Even magic hardly effects him. Barely anyone is strong enough."

"Are you guys all forgetting," Belphie looks up from his phone. "Whoever sent this email, be it that witch or whatever, took photos from INSIDE our home. They came into the House of Lamentation. Shouldn't we all be more concerned about that part too?"

"You know I've noticed something too. The email didn't have any pictures of inside Purgatory Hall," Simeon notices a difference.

"Yes, that's because I've put wards around all and any entrances for our protection, especially for little Luke."

"I see. What types are not allowed without permission at Purgatory Hall? If we know your parameters, we can try to recall anything strange and pinpoint what could have come in without us finding it too out of place," I ask for more information.

"Aside from the obvious no witches or demons entering, I've made it so that there are no animals coming in too. Angels, Diavolo, Barbatos, you brothers - except for Mammon, and Y/N are allowed in at any time without permission."

"Hey! It's not like I planned to steal any celestial items or any of yer highly rare herbs or anythin'," Mammon blurts out at realizing he's not allowed in.

"Animals? What kind of animals," Lucifer ignores him.

"The small ones mostly that are agile and sharp, such as snakes, cats, and bats."