It had been five months since the incident and Shiro had been kicked out of heaven like Lilith and Lucifer were all those years ago. He grew black curved horns on his head and his eyes changed from pure white to red hellfire, matching his new destination's scenery.
After living in hell for just one month Shiro's bloodlust developed actively and he would have fun killing weak sinners and getting into trouble, Lucifer once told him it's surprising he hadn't gotten himself killed yet and Shiro laughed it off like the unserious sinner he had become. Lucifer expected his third price to lose contact with him as soon as he was casted down to hell, but it's the far opposite, Shiro reached out to him for help about living in hell, hung out with him casually whenever the busy king had time, had regular conversations with him, and as expected of his kind he slowly went mad for his king. Lucifer didn't mind, it hadn't gotten out of hand yet.
After all, it wasn't like a mere sinner would cause anything.
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Shiro pov
I ran over the street and laughed at some bitch that I stabbed, "BAHAHAHA FUCK YOU-". The old hag was screaming something at me but I was already walking down a small alleyway to another street. My days felt repetitive and it was kinda boring the past week after my favorite bar went bankrupt, but that didn't matter as long as I kept myself high. I stepped out of the alleyway and went down the street to politely borrow some liqoir, it wasn't like anyone would miss it.
I was gonna enter the shop, but not before giving some lavender looking guy I spotted checking me out from accross the street the finger. I entered the small liqoir store, I observed my surroundings for a second and went over to the vodca bottles. The short guy behind the counter gave me a "I fucking dare you" look so I gave him a challanging look back and slowly reached for a bottle of vodca.
"Oh what're you gonna do?" Take it from me? Sure you can reach it fishboy?" I mocked the guy and didn't wait for him to answer before I grabbed two of the vodca bottles, and ran out while the shopkeeper swore at me. "See you never fuckface!" I yelled and ran down the street. I stopped and laughed to myself before leaning against the wall, 'Now to visit my good friend luci'. I thought and opened one bottle to take a swig.
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