🌷 Chapter 45🌷

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Lucifer POV:

I knew bringing Asmodeus to join my side would benefit me in the long run and how right I was with that, my grandson not only confronted me with information but had the guts to go out and put himself in harm's way just so he can bring me Cervantes.

He's definitely my favourite.

I heard Aurora tagged along which is unlike her selfish attribute but nonetheless was appreciated as she proved she's more then a pretty face, she's pretty but highly deadly guess she takes after her father.

With the news of Cervantes reaching me it only made sense for me to go and see the sick son of a bitch so I might show him true danger. It's not unheard of me to go sadistic on my prisoners so when I enter the dark cells I relish in the fearful whimpers of pathetic souls, Salem actually encouraged that I use the prisoners as a way to release steam for when I fully needed a pay off and it helped massively.

Luckily I have an endless supply of options for example Mr Charles Montgomery who dared summon me by sacrificing my own son but luckily Blaze was competent in handling things himself and only wished for me to take the hellish man and to as I please with him...and I did just that. I may not know a lot magic like Salem but one spell that I love to death is the one that allows my prisoner to never die and inhance their suffering to the max, it's deliciously evil when I hear them plead for death but I ignore their whimpers and savour the glorious masterpiece I left them in. If they're lucky Cerberus might get a chunk to feast on IF there's anything left after I'm done.

I unlock the dark cells gate and enter down the staircase where two guards stand attention and let me passage through the door where the smell of blood is thick. I occasionally love watching Salem torturing a soul then fucking him whilst he's covered in blood only to have the soul watch us in pure horror, I knew my dove secretly loved being watched but his pride like mine refuses him to admit.

However right now is not the time for me to pop a boner because at the very end I see the fallen titan who still looks like shit.

I observe through the cell watching him like a predator seeing him groan as he turns to his left where I can easily assess his ribs are fractured making it an easy source of pain for me to play with. Oh how I fill with glee seeing the terror emerge from his eyes as he sets his sight on me, the small tremor that rocks his body gives me great sastificaion knowing I have that affect on people. It's also a great confidence boosters.

He stays silent.

Obviously I can't have that so I drag open the gate and enter locking it behind me.

"Cervantes." I call out as he tries crawling to the back. "Any attempt at mercy has been lost ever since you took my dove away from me." I move in slowly like a tiger awaiting for the right moment to pounce. "You were over confident from the beginning and that was your weaknesses. Believing just because you had the power of titans flowing in you that somehow you could best me and win. It's laughable how futile your attempts have been only succeeding in small victories but never winning the actual war. Tell me how does it feel to become my personal chew toy?" He grits his teeth not communicating. "Cat got your tongue? It doesn't matter you'll be singing symphonies of pain when I'm done with you, your brave face isn't fooling me Cervantes but I can respect that, it must be embarrassing to be at your highest to almost surpassing the Gods...but then falling to your lowest because you underestimated your own blood. You are the perfect example of how the mighty have fallen."

Cervantes still refuses to cooperate but that's how it usually begins. The silence will soon turn into screams.

"I thought to myself how badly I wanted to kill you. Don't get me wrong I still do but there isn't a perfect way in my mind that just does it for me. But I've decided you'll be like my other toys the ones that I play with for fun." I chant the spell to make his soul last forever under my control as well as make any pain I inflict on him feel a ton worse, he seems unnerved on what I did until I kick his left rib where a crack is heard and he lets our a raging scream. "Oops did that hurt I'm so sorry...clumsy Lucifer." I chuckle watching him gasp for air.

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