That's You, Right?

That's You, Right?

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"But, sir! What about the child!?" "Dispose of it. It's not my child to take care of." The tall, slender man walked away before disappearing into distance as the assistant look at the child before sighing to himself. The assistant turn around and walked out of the Lucifer's realm portal, which the assistant created, leaving the child lost in the middle of the woods. He thought the wolves will eat the child anyway before walking back to the portal and disappeared. ~~~~~~ Lucifer's right hand man having a child that is no angel, devil, human or reaper. It isn't his child, but he fell in love a Ghoul, known as the Queen, who protects her ghouls in her realm and had her last child until she died tragically and leaving her one and only baby ghoul to the hands of the Demon, which he decline. Now this ghoul child is stuck in the human world as the Gods trying to protect the child and Demons trying to dispose it, but this isn't what they seem to be when they plan out.
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