“What have you been doing all this time?” Lucifer had his back on his son Kristoff.
They were at the abandoned castle deep in the forest.
Lucifer’s resting place and hide-out.
Kristoff didn’t utter any word upon his fathers inquiry.
“Do you really think that you can hide a secret a from me? Your own father?”
“He’s not the archangel anymore. He’s just a mere mortal now. And if you give him to me. I will do more than destroy any of God’s creations.”
Lucifer’s image formed an enraged one.
“Don’t you even know what you’re talking about? He himself is the anatomy of God’s most favored creation. He came from the Archangel Muriel himself. And now that he had became a human being. He is more favored than anyone else.”
“I won’t kill him even if you ask me to.”
“You are just as stubborn as my fake son, Azalel. What exactly is it with that being that makes both of you lose your minds? It makes me want to kill him more.”