Lucifer pov:
The room is quiet, but it is not real. This room seems familiar. I look around and see grass and running water. "what is this?" I exclaimed. I walked further into this area and saw the tree of life. I rubbed my eyes. "no way, this is real. The tree was destroyed after my fall. This has to be a dream." I slowly speak, my voice low, trying to figure out how I am here. I walk over to the tree and touch it. Realize how this has to be a dream. Suddenly, a voice snaps me out of my thoughts. I turn around and see her... my wife. "Lulu, you came to visit me. I missed you !" Lilith said excitedly.
I look at her mouth agape. This has to be a dream. There is no way this is real. She walks up to me. "Lulu, you okay? Don't tell me you found out." She said. I snapped my face to hers. "found out what?" I asked, and suddenly, I felt a chill in the air, and a shadow crept up and formed into Alastor. Do you know why he is here? I looked at Lilith and him. This has to be a dream. Suddenly, Alastor spoke, his soft but husky voice running through me. "Oh, Lucifer, how pathetic of you not knowing your lovely wife left you for someone more powerful and attentive."
I looked at him like he was crazy. Suddenly, everything started fading as he kissed Lilith. I ran after them, crying, and then I woke up in bed, covered in sweat. I looked around, saw my empty bed, and looked down at my ring. "Guess it was a nightmare," I spoke. I stood up from bed, went to the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. I had dark circles under my eyes. I gently splashed my face with water. Alastor right your pathic and wasn't attentive enough that she left you and caused a big rut between me and Charlie. I punch the mirror glass, breaking everywhere, and sigh. I snap my fingers, fixing the mirror and my appearance so Charlie doesn't worry when I go to help her with the hotel. We are on speaking terms, but there is still a rut, and it is the cause of that dick of a radio demon.
I go to my closet and change into my usual suit but no hat because I might have to work a little today. I go to my desk and rub the edge, and a magical drawer opens; there is Lilith's wedding dress, her ring, and a dead rose. I pick up the ring and look at it. I whispered to myself," It has been seven years. Maybe I should move on." I returned the ring, looked at the one in my hand, and closed the drawer. Not today, not ready. I teleport to the hotel, stand at the door, close my eyes, and breathe in the hellish air. I speak softly to myself, "You can do this, Lucifer. You can fix your relationship with your daughter." Suddenly there is a chill in the hell's air, and Alastor appears behind me. "what you want dickhead." I spoke harshly towards him. He slowly slides a hand on my shoulder, and his claws slightly dig in. A chill runs down my spine.
I haven't been touched like that in forever, but fuck he's a dick. His melodic radio voice, husky but soft, spoke, "Good morning, majesty. I heard you speaking to yourself. How pitiful. Welcome to the hotel. I'm sure dear Charlie would love to see her crazy father." I move my shoulders and move his hand. My heart hurts slightly, but I can't let him get to me. "hello yourself, Alastor. I only speak to myself to help myself. You probably do it, too. And Charlie and I are doing good. I'm not crazy, just more thoughtful." I spoke softly but with an assertive tone. Alastor looked down at me, his red eyes slowly glazing upon me, and his smile was so creepy but soft ... fuck, Lucifer, don't think like this. He's a dick who is trying to manipulate your daughter. He walks inside the hotel. I look through the doors and breathe in, then out and walk in. You got this, Lucifer.
Notes:
Sorry for the quick chapter. I want to see how it goes before adding more. Let me know what you think and any improvements.
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Symphony of Sinners
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