More Than It Seems

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Lucifer

Its now been around 20 years since I spoke to my father. It may seem like a long time but to me, that was last week.

Being a god means out living stars. Time goes fast for us. We don't really care about time at this point and just stay focused on our jobs. Though it kind of depends on what god you are. Different gods go through different things, and I don't have much to do anymore nor much to see. I like to think that I've seen it all. But at some point, some idiot proves me wrong every generation or so. 

The whole reason I'm seeing my father is just so he can make sure everything is going smoothly, talk shit, then ignore me for the next week. Sometimes months. Not that I mind.

He's an asshole and I very much prefer to keep my distance. If it weren't for that fact that he would have to do two jobs if I was born, then he would throw me in the soul life himself. He doesn't like the fact that he has children to begin with.

Satan is old. Start of time old. And was just a natural evil yet he has a very justified job. Hell isn't as bad as proclaimed. It's rehab for awful people who are in desperate need of sense being smacked into them. In most cases, literally. Though the demons there know how to have a good time too.

But getting there never gets easier. Since the bad souls were sent to hell, they were always a pain to get pass by. The older souls weren't any easier either. Always teasing, yelling, threatening him. They had a lot to learn.

Finally reaching the damn level my father was at I walked around until I spot him. He was really easy to find saying the ass was huge. You could basically hear him before you even see him.

"I'm here now." I yell out to him making him turn. He then smirks and makes his way to me. 

"Ah, there you are Lucifer. I was getting rather worried you would be late." 

"Bullshit." I call. "Is everything going well?" He continues. 

"Yeah, it was until you interrupted my day with the noobies. It's not like they're going to teach themselves." I want to leave. 

"You can continue your Meet and Greet later. Now, since everything is fine, I have a task." He starts walking away but I follow close behind. 

"Go on."

"One of the mortals whom I made a deal with has not finished their side of the deal. So, I need you to-" "Retrieve their soul, yeah yeah, I get it. But why can't you make one of your Demons to do this?" I complain. Whenever he has a task for me it's always an issue that he's too lazy to solve so he makes me do it. 

"Because I only have so many little shits to help around here. Most of the idiots are making deals of their own and messing around with the souls." He grumbled. "Anyways, the location is on the 8th dimension, galaxy 931 and on star 670x. I'm very sure you know which planet." He laughed. 

"Of course, it's those idiots. Can't we just wipe them out? Their intelligence is low compared to galaxy 1082, and they are slugs." 

"As much as I would love to wipe them out, your bitch of a mother would never allow that unless an unbalance to the system occurs. Besides, they are basically killing themselves at this point. Only a few more months and they will be gone before their own star." 

He was right though. They were basically walking towards the edge and getting ready to jump.

"Just give me their tracker." I command and he did so. I scan the information and move along. 

"I'll be back in 10."