The Devil's Son
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 45m
  • Reads 105
  • Votes 11
  • Parts 5
  • Time 45m
Ongoing, First published Aug 24, 2017
Mature
What do you imagine, when you think of Hell? Fire, flames, eternal damnation and shit, right? It used to be like that, but Dad has been turning things around. But I'll get to that later. Anyway I'm Ceazor, the son of Lucifer. Nice to meet you.
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Lucifer had quite the temper. Lucifer was the type of man who demanded respect. He never had a relationship nor did he need or want one. He had once told himself that when the time came where he would be required to have a heir, he would fuck some beutiful girl and spray her womb with his seed. It didnt matter who, just as long as he would have a son. If it turned out to be a girl then... he really hadn't thought that one through. Lucifer paused for a moment. What if he had a daughter first? He shrugged off that thought like it was an easy question that he would not have to think about. He would just kill both the mother and daughter if that were to happen. He thought darkly to himself. Lucifer looked away from his glass of whiskey and commenced the meeting he had stopped moments ago. ___________________________ Aqua_giirl?