The Grimoire Is No Longer Of Lucifer

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Within the depths of the last Layer of the Dimension of Hell, Lucifer sat down over his throne as usual, watching over Blake's life.

"How cute, you've even made so many friends, Asmodeus! Bwahahaha! I can't believe he would do such a thing… He has become such a weak-minded pathetic roach! I can't wait to crush him a second time…" Lucifer laughed. Although it seemed like he was just laughing at Blake, he was secretly frustrated his life has gone so fine until now.

"Milord, wouldn't it be fine to just stop watching over him?" A servant asked. "After all, despite your words, it really feels like his life is making you more angered than anything…"

"But of course I am angered! Why is he not suffering!? Why is he having happiness?! Why…?! I thought he would suffer and I would laugh at him but he's… this bastard's just having a good time!" Lucifer was losing his mind right now. "You know what…?!"

Lucifer smiled, as he touched the red orb in front of him.