UNAUTHORISED // Doom x Reader [discontinued]

Chapter III - Hunt

You killed all you could, and so far your body was itching in the heavy armour.

It is keeping you alive, y/n...

If only-

Killing another with what seemed apathetic but a reliable gun, panting as you finished this round.

I could leave this place with the other one...

Stepping into a crack in the rock, you walked until you saw something shining on the ground.

What's that?

Upon closer inspection, it was a figurine of you, but with something, you saw as odd.

You had horns.

Why do I have horns?

Si vos sciebam... 1.

Go away...

And it never came back.

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You were walking through barren land, going through the limbo of bloodshed.

You sighed as you smeared the guts and flesh on a nearby rock. You didn't feel as sick as you did before, but you still felt disturbed by the variety of demons.

Standing on the ledge of the mountain, you admired the barren lands. It wasn't something you wanted to see, but it had its beauty.

It was as though you weren't dominant enough. The mountains of red loomed over you, mocking you for thinking this would end.

Will I ever find him?

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You could hear battle-cries of earsplitting terror come closer and closer. Getting your choice of weapon out, you peaked to see how to tackle the issue, only to be filled with horror. 

You weren't the only one here.

It was him.

Vos potest ne loqui ad eum exitium slayer... 2.

Ero Possum! 3.

You growled at the voice in your head.

You kept your gun up, taking slow steps towards him as he ripped a demon's horn out.

That was his last enemy. He's going to see me. Shit.

You were too late to interrogate him before he could.

He already cocked his gun up to your height. You could see him halt when he saw it was you, making you confused.

Does he know me?

You lowered your gun a little in a truce, and so did he afterwards. You both slowly stalked towards each other, building more tension in the air than you could breathe. 

Coming to a halt, you tried to look through his visor, only to his eyes looking right back at you.

"You're the Doom Slayer."

"And you are the Diablilia."

"...What?"

Pueri mei: tu es lilia diaboli. Filia mea. 4.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------A/N: At this point, I don't know where I'm going with this. Buttttttt I'm gonna make another story because I feel like it. And, you are Lucifer's daughter/son/child! Here are the translations!

1)If you knew...

2) You will not speak to the doom slayer

3) I can!

4) My child, you are the devil's daughter. My daughter.