2. Prince Of Darkness

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Lucifer was given everything- blessed angel wings, beauty, intuition, high ranking. God made him to be perfect, someone looked up to.

Lucifer did all he could to please his creator- practically his father. He helped all the newcomers, freshly deceased, those in purgatory. He tried fixing as many people as he could. If there were souls trying to repent for their sins- so they wouldn't be forever lost- Lucifer was patient and devoted all his time to saving them. Lucifer wanted everyone to be their best and make it into the white gates of Heaven. All were grateful for the angel.

Soon, Lucifer truly understood the potential he had. He felt as though God didn't give him enough credit, so he wanted to find it on his own. The angel wanted more in life. He wanted everyone to admire him and craved to make all the significant decisions. He realized that with enough persuasion towards the other angels and saved souls, Lucifer could have the same rank as God himself.

Quickly, life's creator saw through Lucifer. He was not happy at all. He felt betrayed by the flawless angel. God couldn't afford others thinking it was fine to steal control over the holy kingdom, so he did what needed to be done.

He forced Lucifer out of Heaven and sent him to a newly formed realm called Hell. If he wanted to rule, then so be it, but not in the holy kingdom. Let it be an example to all of God's children to not wrongly cross him; their stay in Heaven would no longer be welcomed.

As a result of Lucifer's bad actions, God sent all the lost souls his way. All those who could not be saved. All those who were evil and committed nefarious acts. Until the end of the time, Lucifer would be forced to determine punishments for those who chose the same impious path as he. Those whose selfishness had gotten to their heads, just like the fallen angel.

Before long, Lucifer gained the title as the Prince of Darkness. It truly suited him. His wings were stripped of purity, and instead soaked in a deep black color. When something happened that caused him to be apoplectic, he would transform into a hideous creature. Lucifer was angry a lot- he aquired a very short temper during his time in Hell. The fallen angel was no longer an angel, but something of a nightmare. His sanity was wearing thin, and since visiting Heaven was a no-no, walking among the measly humans on earth was the only thing keeping a weak connection between Lucifer and his rationality. He even requested that those he trusted most- which was only three others- refer to him by the human name Harry, to ease the pain of who he truly was.

Now, Lucifer wasn't so cherished. He was feared. Everyone knew he was slightly insane, a ticking time bomb waiting to release. He had a say in everything that went on amongst the underworld. The ability to rule and madness did not mix well together. Although some of the decisions he made were rash, God knew well that Lucifer was the man to control the damned.

The prince of darkness was proud of his infernal abilities. He refused to ever give up his spot as king of Hell.

Had Lucifer not been so hungry for power and control, had he not been so cocky wanting to prove himself as superior, he'd still be helping to keep Heaven in order. He would still be one of God's most beloved angels.

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Harry sat at his throne running his fingers anxiously over the obsidian base.

That was always quite comical to him. Many humans and souls that haven't had the privilege of visiting Hell assumed the underworld was a pit of fire and lava, everything around burned and bubbled very slowly in the land of well over a thousand degrees. When in reality, it was nothing like that. Harry and important demons lived in a few large castles, while the less prominent demons lived in smaller but still nice houses. Around them looked similar to that of an ancient city, especially with the cobblestone roads and brick and marble architectural layouts. Many slaves of Hell lived in sun dried mud structures, and those who required punishment were kept underground in prison-like catacombs.

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