68: The Grand Finale: Central Square ➟ Courthouse

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**TW: Religious inaccuracies.***

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Lucifer's eyes were wide with shock and there was visible confusion painted on his face as he followed the interaction between the two beasts.

It was the first time he was ever summoned out of his Hell ring, so it was surely overwhelming for him to see so many deities resembled within one place, and also to find lookalikes.

Now his eyes were driven back to his interlocutor. The satanic entity's mouth opened but no sound came out as he peered over his shoulder to see his wing tips brushing the ground.

Why was Mandoria acting nice toward him?

Why did he use his power to grow back his feathers?

Lucifer turned back to Mandoria, then stood up from where he knelt. At first, he stared at the Ruler's outstretched hand with uncertainty, then studied his own, he was wearing white gloves to not accidentally seal a deal, zap anybody, or get zapped -yes, there was a thing that kept the holy, and unholy spirits apart, and it was SHOCKING how effective it was- then finally shook Mandoria's hand.

-"Er ... Very pleased to meet you too. My- uh. I suppose you already know who I am." He managed to mumble, then his gaze dropped to the floor.

It was an ordinary floor and nothing special, no lava, no nothing. That was reassuring.

-"Thank you for ..." He motioned over to his wings as he fluttered them a bit. "I don't get that a lot and feels nice not to have clipped wings for once."

Iraya finished scolding and smacking Arthan and strolled up to the fallen angel.

-"You're not as flamboyant as I thought you'd be." She pointed out, "No offense."

Lucifer shook his head and smiled uneasily.

-"I am not used to socializing with deities. Hell was a crowded place and it never bothered me. But out here," He admitted and fidgeted his hands. "It's unsettling, everyone could erase you with a snap if your presence was deemed offensive to them and-"

-"They won't, don't worry. I can assure you of that." Iraya smiled and patted the shoulder of the entity's uniform. "It's to settle down an urgent matter that we're here for, not to cause Armageddon."

The other sighed deeply and nodded.

It seemed as if some groups of people had begun to move forward. At the same moment from the airway descended an odd-looking motorcycle with reactors instead of wheels. Roderick cut the engine and called out to the small gathering as he jumped down from the aero scooter.

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Mandoria frowned at Lucifer's mention of not having clipped wings, wondering what that could mean.

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that," he said with worry, "being a winged entity myself I know how detrimental it is to us to suffer clipped wings.  If you find yourself in that situation again; here is our dimension number," he handed the other a piece of paper with an extremely long address-like number on it, "you can come visit if you need your feathers mended again, and, knowing how chaotic Jastrem can be in our world, I'm sure you would enjoy some peace and quiet at my castle."

When Roderick appeared, Mandoria walked forward to meet him, "there you are, dear Roderick, what's going on, there are so many deities here, are they all here for Hatter too?"

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General Lucifer, the second in command of Satan's army of darkness, surprisingly smiled and thanked Mandoria, gratefully taking the paper that he neatly folded and tucked away into a hidden pocket of his overcoat.

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