" oh dearest Grimmory, you didn't need to fall with me. You didn't need to lose everything just for me. "
" samael how dense are you? You'd be lost without me nor can you make it here alive without me. "
They were once brothers in the golden gates called heaven. Until one fell for pride and his own beliefs. How could he stay in the clouds while his one truest brother, and friend, fell to the ground below. With tears in iceberg blue eyes he stepped off and fell close behind feeling dirt and gravel underneath once pretty fingernails. Hair that was once like the sun forever bleached by the fire that surrounded him . Eyes that cascaded over the other , tears in his eyes at the broken question he asked him to do.
" Grim , would you cut them off for me? I can't do it alone. " slowly he nodded and with shaky hands each of the twelve wings came off, golden blood turning to black rivers in hand. those screams haunting his sleep.
Yet the aged fallen kept his own wings intact and close to his back at all times. Together they helped create what was now hell, Grimmory , now lucifers closest advisor , whom stays the closest and knows everything there is to know about what goes on in hell and with Lucifer. The man who can single handedly make hell peaceful and run it yet let Lucifer takes the credit . Never does the little fallen Grimm leave, never does he go on another path. Without him little Samael would be lost,, ,GRIMMORY , LUCIFERS ADVISOR
Mature themes! NSFW, gore, & other possibly triggering themes ahead!
Penned by @magiccalecc