Tortured for five years, the son of Lucifer makes his reemergence in the human world alongside his brother, Vali.
But revenge is the furthest thing from what he wants.
THIS MOTHER FUCKER JUST WANTS TO CAUSE CHAOS!!
Y/n stared down in awe at the archangel below him. She only had two wings, but there were scars where her other wings had been scorched off. But her remaining wings were wrapped in massive, thorny vines.
Y/n landed by the crater's edge and slid down to the archangel.
???: "...Have thou come to gloat at this pitiful angel? To laugh at such a disgraceful being?"
Y/n: "No. Why would I do that. That thing on your back is the original sin, to bear that is something not everyone can do. You have my respect for bearing it for so long, Archangel."
???: "Heh. Archangel? Nay. I am but a sinner. One which my lord has refused to let fall."
Y/n: "What's your name?"
???: "My name? Why would a devil want to know that? Surely you just plan to destroy me?"
Y/n: "Again, no. I want to know because I've never heard of an archangel being such a fuckin' downer."
???: "Ah, such vulgar language. If you are not here to destroy me, then are you here to have your way with me like so many others before you?"
Y/n: "For the third, and likely not the last time, no. Geez, talk about a pessimist."
???: "Tis merely my nature. Ironic, since the humans once called me the angel of hope."
Y/n's eyes widened and he jumped to his feet.
Y/n: "Angel of hope!? YOU'RE RAMIEL!?"
Ramiel looked up, finally giving Y/n a proper look at her. Her eyes were reddened and her cheeks were stained with tear marks. Her clothes had mostly burned away, leaving most of her exposed to the heat of the flames. Her long, white hair was frayed, singed, and dishevelled and her body was covered in bruises and burns.
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Ramiel: "You know of me? Hah... To think a devil would know the name Ramiel. What has this world come to?"
Y/n: "Oi, I may be a devil, but I'm allowed to know some stuff! But that's besides the point, lemme get those thorns off of your wings."
Ramiel's eyes widened as Y/n reached for the thorns, only for his hand to suddenly be shredded.
Y/n: "The fuck!?"
Ramiel: "Tis the defence mechanism of the original sin. I have bared it's fury for... So long I've lost count of the years. You will not survive it if you try."
Y/n: "I see. You're not the one fighting me off, it's the original sin itself. Heh, nice!"
Ramiel: "Eh?"
Y/n grinned as he looked into the mass of flame that swirled around behind Ramiel.
Y/n: "If this is the original sin, then I should be able to resist it better than other devils!"
Y/n grinned as he grabbed the thorns again, baring the agony of his hands being shredded upon contact with them.
Y/n: "FUCK THIS HURTS SOMETHING FUCKIN' FIERCE! HAHAHA!!"
