Astrea thought she was alone in the world, until she discovered that she had been "gifted" by the Devil himself. Unlike most people who have guardian angels, she finds herself with a guardian devil, given a chance for Lucifer's redemption. After a c...
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Lucifer paced back and forth in the grand hall of their shared residence, his usual air of confidence replaced with an uncharacteristic restlessness. The minutes stretched into hours, and there was still no sign of Astrea. His mind spun with worry and a gnawing sense of unease.
As the shadows deepened around him, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. Astrea had never been one to stray far without informing him, and her absence had set off alarm bells in his supernatural senses. He had grown accustomed to her presence, her fiery spirit, and the deep connection that had formed between them.
Unable to bear the uncertainty any longer, Lucifer set out into the night, his eyes piercing the darkness in search of any trace of his beloved Astrea. He ventured into the alleys and corners of the city, his presence drawing curious glances from passersby who sensed the aura of power emanating from him. But he paid them no mind; his focus was solely on finding the woman who had captured his heart.
With each passing moment, Lucifer's worry grew, and a sense of foreboding settled deep within his chest. What if something terrible had befallen her? The mere thought sent a chill down his spine. He had grown accustomed to protecting her, shielding her from the forces of darkness that sought to harm her, but this time she had slipped through his grasp.
He traversed the city, his keen senses attuned to any signs of danger or distress. His search took him to places he would never have ventured before, his determination fueling his steps. He questioned witnesses, listened for whispers on the wind, and followed any lead that might bring him closer to Astrea's whereabouts.
As the night wore on, hope threatened to wane, but Lucifer refused to give in to despair. He would not accept a reality where Astrea was lost to him. The bond they shared ran deeper than he had anticipated, and he realized now how much he relied on her presence, her strength, and the light she brought into his life.
With every corner turned, every alley explored, Lucifer's desperation grew. The thought of a life without Astrea by his side was unbearable. She had become his beacon of redemption, a source of love and understanding he had never dared to hope for. He couldn't let her slip away.
And then, just as he was on the verge of surrendering to the overwhelming fear that gripped his heart, he caught a glimpse of her. He showed her an elder magic chant to invoke him in any moment at the time of an emergency. She was calling him.
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