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Demonic, Blood thirsty, Strong, scary. So many words can be described about her. Y/n Lucifer, daughter of the Lord of Hell, Satan Lucifer. Y/n's mother, Supposedly "Dead" is what Y/n thinks but she comes across her mother...
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I've been off, I've been feeling weak, not my strong demon self, and I've been wanting to be alone. Everyone in Hell including my father found out I killed my mother and for some reason my father still had feelings for her. I locked myself in my old room, pacing back and forth. My hands gripped my hair as I paced. I soon released my hair as I found myself standing in front of my mirror. My reflection was staring at myself back but with the opposite expression I had. It had this crazy smile on its face, the eyes glowing red, blood all over the face and hair. I had a frown on my face, my eyes were normal yellow and no blood on my face.
