In the shadowy depths of the demon realm, where fire danced in the skies and the very air hummed with ancient, forbidden power, Lilith stood as a figure of unparalleled might. The right hand of the Devil himself, she was feared by all who dwelled in the abyss. Her beauty was a deadly trap, her power unmatched, and her loyalty to the Devil unwavering.
One day, news of an intruder spread through the infernal halls—a male angel, captured and held in the deepest dungeons of the demon realm. The Devil, amused by this unexpected turn, summoned Lilith. "Attend to our guest," he commanded, a wicked smile curling on his lips.
Lilith descended into the dungeons, her presence casting an oppressive weight over the already stifling air. As she approached the cell, the angel's eyes met hers, and he felt a jolt of something foreign—something dangerous. Lilith's beauty was unlike anything he had ever seen, a dark allure that both repelled and captivated him.
She grasped his chin with a firm grip, her touch both soft and unyielding. "What is a sweet angel like you doing here?" she asked, her voice a seductive purr that sent shivers down his spine. His heart began to race, a traitorous beat that he couldn't control.
"I—I..." the angel stammered, unsure of what to say, his thoughts a whirlwind of confusion. He didn't understand what was happening to him. His very being seemed to be unraveling in her presence.
"ANSWER ME!" Lilith's voice thundered through the cell, her grip tightening. The angel flinched, not in fear, but in an inexplicable pleasure that surged through him at her command. Lilith, mistaking his reaction for terror, smirked in satisfaction.
Before she could press him further, another demon entered the cell. Lilith released the angel's chin, turning her attention to her fellow demon.
"We have signed the treaty to never interfere in each other's business," the demon said, his voice carrying the weight of the ancient pact between angels and demons.
"Yes, and they broke it," Lilith snapped, her eyes narrowing. "Because this angel is in our realm."
"The angel god claims we kidnapped him," the demon replied, pointing towards the captive.
"What the fucking hell," Lilith spat, her anger flaring. "This angel was in our realm first!" Without another word, she stormed out of the cell, her fury driving her to confront the Devil himself.
Their argument with the angel god was heated and fierce, but in the end, the fragile peace was shattered. War was declared once more, and the angel was returned to the celestial realm.
Two months passed. Lilith resumed her duties, her thoughts far from the angel who had briefly disrupted her world. Unbeknownst to her, however, the angel had not forgotten her.
In the celestial realm, the angel who had once been captive was now the angel god, his father having retired. But the purity that once defined him had been tainted by thoughts of the demoness who had captured his heart. He watched her through a divine globe, his obsession growing with each passing day.
"It's time," he announced, his voice echoing through the heavens.
Lilith was in the midst of her work when she heard the crashing sounds outside. She rushed out, sword materializing in her hand with a graceful flick of her wrist. The demon realm was under attack by the angels.
As she fought, her movements were a deadly dance, each strike of her sword a lethal stroke of power. But she was unaware of the angel god's gaze, his eyes following her every move with possessive hunger.
After a long, grueling battle, Lilith found herself standing between the wounded Devil and the angel god. The latter raised his sword, ready to deliver the killing blow.
"No!" Lilith cried, her sword clashing with his.
"Run away," the Devil wheezed, blood seeping from his wounds.
"Never," Lilith shot back, her voice fierce with determination. "When I said I would protect you, I meant it."
The Devil, despite his pain, felt a rare surge of genuine gratitude. But the angel god's expression darkened. He did not appreciate her loyalty to anyone but him.
With a dark incantation, the angel god unleashed forbidden magic. Golden light enveloped Lilith, binding her in place. She struggled against it, her power flaring, but it was no use.
"I'm sorry, my darling, but I have to do this," the angel god murmured, stepping closer. He drove his sword into the Devil's chest, ending his life.
Lilith screamed, her heart shattering as she watched the Devil die. The angel god approached her, his grip firm as he took her chin in his hand, just as she had done to him months before.
"Your Devil was foolish to let me go that day," he whispered, leaning in closer. Lilith's struggles intensified, but the golden light held her fast.
With a flick of his wrist, they were teleported to a grand hall—a celestial wedding chamber. The angel god's hands slid to her waist, pulling her against him, her hands still bound by the magic.
"No, you will never leave me now," he declared, his voice a twisted mix of love and madness. He kissed her deeply, sealing their bond. In the angelic realm, a kiss on the lips was as binding as marriage.
For the first time in her life, Lilith wept. Tears of despair and rage spilled down her cheeks as she realized that her fate was no longer her own. She was bound to the angel god, her former enemy, and there was no escape.
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