Exiled: The Demonic Soul

Purgatory of Wrath

I have never felt more alive than this. I could feel sheer power flowing in my veins. I don't remember much, but when I was falling down from the window and time slowed down and Meggido slicing through my rifle as I tried to block. I felt an ominous presence.

And as the axe slowly hit my chest, I heard a voice speak in my mind. It was a familiar voice. It was like someone spoke with the same voice as mine.

It said, "I can't have you dying already Lucifer. You have much to do..."

I crashed to the ground. I felt an immense pain on my chest. Meggido's axe ruptured it. Damn! I could feel my strength waning as blood continuosly gushed out.

I was slowly losing consciousness. I heard Gramps shouting something as a bright blue light lit the night sky.

"Damn its too early for me to die..." I thought to myself, "It was a boring life... I have so much to do...",

"That's what I just said you idiot..." said someone as I closed my eyes,

Surprised, I quickly opened my eyes only to find myself in a pure white triangular room. I turned around it was empty except for me.

"What the? Where the hell am I?" I said to myself,

"This where all Lucifers go when they first experience death..." said a voice,

I quickly turned around to look and saw him. To my surprise it was me, and he was smiling.

"Yo!" Said the other me,

"Who the fuck are you?!" I exclaimed,

"That hurts my feelings you know? Well not that you know who I am anyway so you wouldn't understand..." he said in dismay,

"What the hell are you talking about? Bring me back already!" I shouted,

He picked his ears and said, "Damn so you really are a handful... sadly I can't bring you back that easily. For starters, you need to sacrifice something in order to get out."

"What? Sacrifice? The hell, explain!" I commanded,

He wiggled his finger in front of me and said, "Introductions first... what's your name?" He asked,

"Huh? It's Lucifer Icfer... great-times a thousand grandchild of Lucleid Icfer, son of Cere Varus Icfer and Sora Icfer. Wait it feels like I'm doing a medieval introduction..." I answered,

"That's fine. I like medieval introductions. Anyway so since you're here in this Purgatory--"

"WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT! You just skipped introducing yourself..." I exclaimed,

"Ah maybe I did. But you already know who I am anyway." He said,

"What?" I asked,

"I'm you. Although a different version. I'm the manifestation of what you would call Wrath. Well its kinda hard to follow so I'll just keep that to myself..." he suggested,

Speechless. I was freaking speechless. Not because of the sudden revelation, but because I can't seem to understand this nutjob.

"Hmmm now where was I? Ah yes! Since you're here in Purgatory I might as well tell you the basics--" he pulled out a parchment from his pocket-yes his pocket- and started reading,

"If you wish to leave you need the power of Wrath but how to obtain it is up to you..." he stated,

"Up to me? How?" I asked,

He sighed, "You have to sacrifice three things. Wether it is an object or a part of you doesn't matter as long long as you're willing to sacrifice it. Whatever or how strong the power you recieve depends on your sacrifice." He answered in a exasperated tone,