𝙰 𝙷𝚄𝙼𝙰𝙽𝚂 𝚆𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙷

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜

There are numerous different timelines in this world however most of them aren't as great as others make them out to be, you of all people should know.

You have lived through almost being killed in cold blood and hell you even watched yourself take your very last breath with your own eyes.

It was a weird feeling to describe, in front of you was yourself but not you at the same time.

You had quietly watched from the staircase as you were being held up by your neck slowly losing oxygen and struggling to free yourself from the demon's grasp.

Belphegor held you up with a single hand and watched mockingly as you met your demise.
You were connected. Everything they felt while dying you felt too.

I mean that is you.

The firm grasp on your throat, the burning sensation in your lungs as you try your best to gasp for any sort of air available.

The tears prickle the corners of your eyes as your head feels like it's about to explode. And lastly the hurt you felt in your chest, not from your lungs or even the lack of oxygen, but from the betrayal. You weren't stupid, he was a demon after all, a very cunning one at that. You knew he could kill you, however just as you did for his brothers, you had also given him a chance, it's only fair, right?

Well if it isn't the consequences of your own actions.

Lucifer did warn you after all, but no matter what he did your curiosity continued to fuel your persistence. All of the brothers admired that about you, but could that quality be so admirable at this instant?

Bringing you back to the present you stood there watching your face contort and struggle as you clawed at the demon holding you. Why couldn't you look away? Was this something out of a nightmare? What did you even do to deserve this?

All those thoughts swirled around in your head but came to a halt. After everything that happened, at the end of the day that is you dying right there is it not?

You had finally taken your last breath. The body in front of you went limp. Your body went limp.

Screaming and shouting were then followed after your body hit the floor. Whose voice was that?

Mammon's?

It didn't matter at that second, nothing mattered. Everything was spinning, the demons were spiraling, what was going on...

But before the situation could get worse low and behold the demon prince was there to save the day with his charming butler at his side.

Explaining to the seven demons that you were a distant descendant of their most beloved sister. After that knowledge, their demeanors changed in an instant and a part of you hoped that it wasn't because of your lineage. However, with each passing day, they assured you that they loved you for being you, not just because of your ties to their beloved sister.

In the end, the incident was never brought up again and you continued your journey with your companions through your stay at the Devildom.
However, did anyone ever apologize to you? Or did you just forget about the whole ordeal as a response to the trauma they had caused?

Well maybe you did, but another version of you didn't.

As Barbatos said, there are many different outcomes to a situation in many different timelines. Yours just happened to be a favorable outcome for everyone. However, another version of you in a different timeline despised the brothers.

You felt completely sick knowing you were a descendant of their sister. To be related to such creatures was enough to make you gag.

Sure you tried to enjoy your time with them previously but all that was thrown out the window the second Belphegor had killed you. You weren't about to forgive them, not a chance. No matter how hard they tried to get close to you all of them had been pushed away and kept at an arm's length.

You weren't about to let them deceive you again. They were demons after all so you could never be too careful. However, they just didn't know when to quit. It honestly annoyed you at how much they cared after Diavolo revealed that little secret about your history. You never believed they cared half as much as they did before that was revealed so why are they bothering now?

The demon brothers however approached the situation differently. Sure they felt great guilt for watching as Belphie killed you but there you stood a second after your last breath, completely fine, not even a single scratch on your head. And that's when they realized they were given a second chance, a chance to make it up to you, to make things better, to ask for forgiveness. It was only a bonus to them that Diavolo had revealed that you were a descendant of Lilith.

They however were in for a rude awakening when you wanted nothing to do with any of them. That can't be right. You should have been able to forgive them so this incident could be swept under the rug and completely forgotten about.

But no you were stubborn and they knew it, it was a quality they had also admired in you, now however it's soon to be one they despise.