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Doctor Devil

Hi there, my name is Lucifer and I think you know who am I already. I have gone by many names from the dawn of time- the prince of darkness, the serpent, Satan- the list goes on and on, and I didn't ask for these names but I guess it kinda grew on me. Well, at least it tells you all you need to know, I am the whole personification of evil. I'm sure you are familiar with the old story about my rebellion against dear old dad which led to a great war in heaven- blah blah, and in the end, my father cast me down from the heavens. What you haven't heard though is about a certain time when I lived among you humans as one of you. Shocker right? But yeah, I did, and the only way you could understand this story is if I start from the beginning so here goes, this story began in the city of New York, sometime around fall the year 2020... ** ** ** Dr. Henry Bates, a scientist researching interdimensional portals becomes accidentally possessed by Lucifer, Lord of hell and the prince of darkness after an experiment goes wrong. Now Lucifer is determined to understand what it is to be human, taking on the doctor's identity while he figures out what triggered Henry's portal to lead to hell in the first place. His decision would attract a lot of friends, enemies, lovers, and emotions as well as rekindle grudges that have been held since the great war in heaven. Will his ordeal he more than he bargained for or would life as a human be a walk in the park? Will he be the best thing that ever happened to Henry or will his presence create more chaos?

Jhema · Urbano
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47 Chs

The Devil's true form

"This is the end for you, Lucifer."

Lucifer turned around, still trying to peer through the nothingness even though he knew it was futile.

"Enough of your sick games Modriel, just get on with it already," Lucifer's veins popped as he bawled out.

Suddenly, he heard something swoop past him fast. Lucifer jerked around only to be jabbed on all sides by a swarm of what had flown past him seconds ago. They seemed like crows descending on him from every angle but their impact pierced his flesh like sharp daggers.

"Ugh," Lucifer groaned, lifting a hand to shield his face, almost forgetting that he held a blade with which he could use to ward the crows off.

"Isn't it ironic that the one thing you've basked so much in; how the darkness is going to be the source of demise.