Intro:
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(Azazel's POV)
Yesterday was... interesting. The agents really liked the breakfast I made for us, Marina showed me all sorts of experimental tech, we ended up having sex, and then we made our way to the universe where God rests. And for the cherry on top, myself and the other agents got needed upgrades for future threats that would pop up from the darkness and we had the most delicious food during our short time there. So yeah, most bizarre Saturday I ever had.
I woke up and headed downstairs. I made myself I cup of coffee, and I saw a note on the table.
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Azazel...
Myself, Diana, and Bordeaux are doing some errands. We asked if Juvia wanted to come along as well, but she turned it down. She said that she has... other matters to attend to, don't want to know what she meant by that. Anyways, try not to let the house burn down.
--Ahato
Dedf1sh
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I heard footsteps coming from upstairs, and I saw Juvia, although her tentacles were a mess and she was wearing only a t-shirt, long enough to cover her lower body.
Juvia yawns, as she is making herself some coffee.
Juvia: What a strange Saturday that was...
Azazel: Can't argue with that statement.
Juvia: But at least it all worked out in the end.
Azazel: Yeah, we got much needed upgrades, and hey, the food there was beyond this timeline.
Juvia: Exactly!
Azazel: Say, you got a place in mind for this date of ours?
Juvia: Hmm...
She thought to herself for a minute.
Juvia: Oh! I know just the place. Let me get dressed.
Azazel: You go do that.
She went back upstairs to put some fresh clothes on.
After a while, she came back down with some fresh clothes on. She had a Forge Octarian Jacket on, an aqua blue skirt, and a pair of Rina Squidkid IV, alongside white opaque stockings.
Juvia: You ready to head out?
Azazel: Hold that thought, I gotta get some fresh clothes on too.
I walked up to my room.
Azazel: Hmm... I think I got it.
I put on the clothes that I knew were gonna be fresh. I got a pair of Retro Specs on, a Forge Inkling Parka, a pair of khaki slacks, a pair of Black Norimaki 750s, and finally I put on a black fedora.
I walked downstairs and Juvia was in awe.
Juvia: Looking sharp, handsome.
Azazel: Well it is my Sunday best.
Juvia giggles.
I walked over towards her.
Azazel: Should we get going?
Juvia nodded, as we walked outside the door, locked it, and headed for the train station.
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(Juvia's POV)
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Into the Light Classic
FanfictionThis is the story of Azazel Lionheart, Prince of the Highlings. His life is filled with vengeance ever since the horrific event he suffered as a 7 year old boy. He uses those painful memories to protect the ones he cherishes the most, as he wishes t...
