Soulmate arc
You disliked the whole Soulmate thing that God and heaven pushed onto you. You found it quite unfair that other beings can fall in love with whoever they want to.
But you as a Seraphim you had a chosen one, one to spent eons with.
But t...
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Shock and being scared was an understatement of feelings that Lucifer, Charlie and the others are facing right now. The others follow Lucifer like a lost puppy, as they walked through the halls of the horror Playhouse.
Lucifer remembered every angle of this place. This is where he began creating things for heaven and then for Lilith.
Or rather it was.
His eyes were set on the horrible victims of Michael. The Mangled Angels that looked like the worst demon.
Worser than any of the demon he saw in hell. Probably even worser than Rue.
At some point they were standing in front of an empty cell that was stained with golden blood and your aura.
Beside the cell there was none other than Leonardo looking right at the group.
He was already expecting them.
"Long time no see, Lucifer."
....
You walked with your bare foot on the golden floor, beside you stood Michael, Azrael, and Gabriel.
They were guarding you up the stairs. Watching you like hawks do with their prey with those glowing dangerous eyes.
You're going to meet him, the famous God almost everyone is worshipping.
The one you served such a long time.
The one who let you down so easily.
The God that you were sure despites you with his very being.
Maybe it was wrong to think that way. But you couldn't shake off the feeling that something will happen.
Your hands were still chained up, but your feet were walking almost on Autopilot.
You wanted to stay in that cell and rot in there in peace, rather than facing someone who let you down easily.
"Y/n?" Your eyes widen at that voice, a warm feeling spread around your chest, and you felt like you wanted to cry. Nothing is more calming than a mother's voice to its child.
