When The Devil Adores The Angel: The Fallen

Chapter 8.3: Fearless and Confess

Amidst the cataclysmic clash between celestial and infernal forces, Lilith watched with a mixture of disappointment and loss. Her once grand vision of capturing and exterminating the archangel now seemed to crumble before her eyes.

As Lilith stood amidst the chaos of the battlefield, her voice took on an eerie, sing-song quality as she chanted, "Honey," She called Lucifer, "Oh."

"Love is just a history that they may prove, and when you're gone. I'll tell them my religion's you. When Punktious comes to kill the king upon his throne, I'm ready for their stones."

With each word, her voice seemed to resonate with an otherworldly power, and a crimson-red energy began to emanate from her being. The air around her crackled with dark and malevolent energy as she continued her incantation.

She continued, "I'll dance, dance, dance, with my hands, hands, hands, above my head, head, head, like the Son of God said. I'm gonna dance, dance, dance, with my hands, hands, hands, above my head, hands together, forgive him before he's dead, because..."

And then, in a sudden and explosive display of demonic power, Lilith released the gathered energy. A massive crimson-red explosion erupted from her, radiating outward and engulfing the battlefield in a cataclysmic blast. The ground shook, and the very air seemed to tremble as the shockwave of the explosion sent debris and dark energy scattering in all directions.

The force of the blast was devastating, creating a massive crater at its epicenter and sending shockwaves rippling through the battlefield. The combatants, both celestial and infernal, were thrown back by the sheer force of the explosion, and the landscape of Hell itself seemed to cry out in anguish.

As the dust and debris began to settle after the climactic explosion, Lilith's eerie laughter echoed through the smoky battlefield. Her voice carried an unhinged tone as she continued to chant, "I won't cry for you, I won't crucify the things you do. I won't cry for you. See, when you're gone, I'll still be Bloody Mary!"

Her words were filled with a manic fervor, and the atmosphere around her seemed to pulse with dark energy. The empress of Hell had fully embraced her chaotic and destructive power, and her laughter rang out like a haunting melody amidst the aftermath of the explosion.
Amidst the smoky aftermath of the explosion and Lilith's chaotic display of power, the empress of Hell suddenly fell to her knees. Her laughter and manic demeanor gave way to deep and mournful sobs that echoed through the battlefield. It was a stark and jarring contrast to the earlier madness.

Lucifer, the archangels, and all the celestial and infernal beings present watched in astonishment as Lilith's tears flowed freely. Her cries were filled with sorrow and regret, as if a tidal wave of emotions had finally crashed upon her.

The battlefield fell into an eerie silence as Lilith knelt there, her once-dominant demeanor shattered by her own anguish. It was a moment of profound vulnerability, and the onlookers could hardly believe what they were witnessing. The empress of Hell, who had wielded such destructive power, now appeared broken and remorseful.

As the dust settled and the battlefield quieted, the arch demons gathered together, their colossal forms reverting to their original demonic appearances. They spoke among themselves, their voices filled with a mix of awe and concern for Lilith.

Mammon, the colossal ox, rumbled in his deep voice, "Did you see that? Lilith's power was beyond anything I've ever witnessed."

Leviathan, the serpentine terror, hissed in agreement, "Aye, it was as if she harnessed the very essence of Hell itself."

Belphegor, the demon of sloth, lazily chimed in, "But then, she fell to her knees, weeping like a lost soul. What could have caused such a change in her?"