The topic of heaven and hell is a sensitive one indeed, but whatever happened to dear old Lucifer and Lilith? They cultured an entire kingdom, giving birth to some of the most magnificent creations known to the universe.
But, where there is light...
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"Melinoë!! (Mel aw nee) Hurry up! Charlie is already down here," you heard your mother, Lilith, scream from downstairs. As you rolled your eyes at her incessant panicking, you pulled the zipper on your dress, allowing the soft red fabric to form around the curves so many described as perfect.
For the night's occasion, you had chosen a slim crimson red gown your mother had made. One of the few dresses you enjoyed wearing. You pulled back your hair, grabbed some heels and put them on, then rushed down the stairs, trying not to rip the beautiful fabric of your dress.
Your father, Lucifer, greeted you at the bottom of the stairs. As you reached the last step, he pulled a strand of hair out of your face and laid a hand over your cheek, giving you one of his handsome smiles. "You look beautiful Mel," he smiled softly, looking at you with gentle eyes he reserved specifically for you.
A pink tinge stained your cheeks at his comment, only causing his smile to grow.
"After all these years, and you still can't accept that you look absolutely stunning? Just like me?" Lucifer teased, making you giggle. He only continued to smile as he offered you his arm, "Are you ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be," you sighed, slipping soft white hands around his thick bicep. He led you into the ballroom where chatter and laughter filled the room. The citizens of hell watched you and Lucifer as he walked you to the table at the front of the room.
While they may be citizens, only the highest and most powerful were invited to this gala. Not including the overlords, but the people in attendance could be compared to the Overlords. The ones with money and an actual voice when it came to debates over the laws regarding the surface and other sorts.
In other words, the demons who weren't absolutely fucking nuts and had some sense of rationality.
This may be hell, but it is just as much of a society... just one where drugs and murder went unpunished.
