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I slid down the bathroom wall, bringing my knees up to my chest.

My arms lay beside me, covered in blood, with my favourite broken razor laying in my palm.

I let out a long sigh and close my eyes, feeling the blood trickle down the sides of my arms.

I could hear my parents downstairs, arguing over money, as usual.

I cried, knowing it was my fault they were always low on money. My laptop, my phone, all my books for school.

Why did I have to make their life a living nightmare...?

They were the best parents I could ask for, and I just suck the life out of them.

I slowly exhale, feeling my soul leaking through my skin, shivers down my spine. I relished in it, almost moaning at the cold air that wrapped itself around me.

"Hello there...."

My eyes snap open, hearing a deep voice.
In front of me stands a dark figure in a suit, jet black hair and crimson red eyes. His black horns and feathered wings extending from his body.

I gasp, beginning to panic.
"W-Who a-are y-y-you....????"

The figure smirks and walks towards me.

"I go by many names, The Dark Lord, Prince of Darkness, The Devil, Satan by most people.

But, my true name is Lucifer."

I begin to whimper, too weak t move or speak.

"L-L-Lucifer...??"

"Yes Y/N." He said with a cold smile, standing beside me.

How does he know my name???

"I know everything about you,
Y/N." Lucifer chuckles.

He can read my thoughts???

My eyes tremble with fear, my heart pulsing out of my chest. Lucifer takes in a long deep breath trough his nose, smelling the air with a sigh.

"Your fear is beautiful, delicate. Just like you." He grins, stroking his clawed finger down my cheek.

"But you're not for me."
He grips my wrist hard, healing my cuts on both my arms.
"You're for my Son."

And with that, a cloud of black smoke surrounds us, and my vision fades to black.

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