We are taught that strength is what keeps us alive.
So he became strong.
Strong enough to endure the battlefield. Strong enough to command men into hell and lead them back out. Strong enough to win a war that should have destroyed him.
They called h...
The doors swing open. I'm stepping in, coat ruined, bullet marks on my armored shirt, eyes half-lidded with a migraine that could qualify as a felony. Raised voices echo from deeper inside. I think Rosie just set a new record.
Charlie: I'm saying there has to be another way!
Vaggie: No, Charlie, there really doesn't!
Great. Already an argument.
Y/N: I leave for one night and the place sounds like a blender full of lawsuits.
Everyone turns. Vaggie's glare sharpens like a knife that's been waiting.
Vaggie: Where the hell were you?
Y/N: Evening to you too, sunshine. I stayed at Rosie's.
Charlie blinks. Lilith's eye twitches.
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Lilith: She's married you fucking fiend!
Y/N: You didn't seem to care about marriage back when we first met either.
Vaggie: Unbelievable. We're in the middle of a crisis and you're out—
Y/N: Sleeping. Yeah. I highly recommend it. Cuts down on homicide.
Lucifer steps forward, all charm and sparkle, hand extended.
Lucifer: You must be the infamous Harbinger of Death. I've heard... colorful things. Lucifer Morningstar. Pleasure.
I look at the hand. Then at him.
Y/N: You're serious? Even your own daughter looks more menacing than you.
Charlie: Dad wants to help you.
Y/N: That's ominous.
Lucifer: I'm offering you a clean exit. Back to the Overworld. No strings. I'll even escort you personally.
I bet big bucks he's hand in hand with the other Overlords.
Y/N: Already got a ticket.
Lucifer: I insist.
Y/N: What's the hurry?
Lilith steps forward, arms crossed, fury held together by expensive posture.
Lilith: Because you've been a walking catastrophe. You wiped out most of the Overlords, wrecked the slave market, and turned Hell upside down.
Y/N: I did none of that.
Lilith smirks, taps a remote. The TV flickers on. She changes the channel.
Reporter: —lunatic Harbinger of Death has entered a boxing tournament, beat every opponent simultaneously, and then brutally murdered crowd favorite Zeezi—
