Ch. 64 - The Great War! [1]

[This would be a long arc]

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Bam!

I smashed my hand on the table as I stared at God with unbridled fury!

"What do you mean by 'I Might'?" I growled at him. Obviously what God meant by that answer is that he's dying. And the possibility is high. After all, if it is low, then God wouldn't have bothered to say it.

Even Michael didn't bother correcting me after displaying my fury towards God.

He must've felt the same thing as me but his glaring weakness of unable to show sin is holding him back from outright smashing this table out of anger.

"You will not die, you hear me? I have a plan." Fixing my shirt, I sighed and revealed, causing a frown from Michael and God.

"Plan? You're going to help us? Your enemies?" Michael asked, his eyes staring at me as if he's stating the obvious.

Which he is indeed.

"It seems like God haven't told you about me yet." I said to him, with both of our attention shifting to God.

The said old man simply stared at the both of us back and forth before clearing his throat with a short cough.

"Well, that's part of the reason why I'm here." He then introduced us to each other.

"Michael, this is my grandson, Chamber. Chamber, my son, Michael." His words caused me to choke on the tea I've been sipping.

"Pfft! Cough! What do you mean by Grandson?" I said with an exasperated tone.

"You've been calling me your Grandson every time we meet. You actually meant those?!" My eyes twitched when God nodded his head as he replied.

"I'm surprised you didn't actually believe me by those."

"I thought you were just being sarcastic or something because I'm a human who became a devil!" I refuted in my defense, in which the old man shrugged his shoulders.

"Ain't my problem." As we both argued, I didn't notice the surprised look that Michael was giving me.

"So you're him." Michael's words caused me to stare at him in confusion. Forgetting the line I was supposed to use on God.

"I'm sorry, what?" What does he mean by I'm him? Whose him?

Am I him?

Just as I was about to jokingly reply to him, the man suddenly dropped a nuclear bomb directly on my head.

"Lucifer's firstborn." His words made me freeze in place before muttering.

"Eh?"

My neck slowly creaked towards God who bore a wry smile while scratching his white and majestic beard.

"It's….a long story and you're in for a ride."

***

[??? Years ago]

"Uwaaahh! Uwaaahhh!" In a dimly lit chamber adorned with scarlet red colors and such, a women dressed in a simple but silky robe lay on the bed, beads of sweat covered her forehead as she finished giving birth all by herself.

"Lilith…" In the shadows, a familiar dark-haired man entered, his eyes weren't on his wife but on the newborn child.

It was Lucifer Morningstar. The King of the Devils.

He approached the large bed and extended his hand towards the crying infant, his smooth yet sharp fingers caressing the baby's puffy cheeks.

"My baby…" Lilith called out to the infant, however her expression doesn't bear the excitement and happiness that a new mother should have.

Instead, fear was plastered on her face. She was afraid of Lucifer, of what he would do to their child.

She has personally witnessed Lucifer's cruelty, how his jealousy over humans and God birth to his cruel personality.

Lucifer is no longer the angelic being that Angels used to idolized.

He's now the nightmare that haunts Angels after the devastating chaos he left in Heaven during his rebellion.

"Lilith, you did a good job." Lucifer remarked, referring to Lilith as more of an object rather than a partner.

"…" Lilith could only swallow her saliva and watch Lucifer cradle the new born child in his arms.

"It's beautiful. Like me." Lucifer muttered to himself while staring at the child's twin blue orbs.

For some reason, the baby stopped crying and simply stared at Lucifer's face, as if finding his face amusing.

"What are you looking at?" Lucifer frowned and asked the child, however the baby's response was a simple groan.

"O-Ooo~" The infant as his hand reached out to Lucifer's face.

Lilith saw his face scrunched up upon experiencing such action from the infant.

She was about to apologize when Lucifer did something that no one would expect.

He laughed.

"Hahahaha! Good! Good! This is a good start! This boy has inherited my Light! My heir!" Lucifer then raised the child in the air, as if he was a trophy.

The baby, oblivious to Lucifer's intentions, simply giggled, thinking that his father was playing with him.

"Heyahh! Hehehe~"

"W-What should we name him?" Lilith's voice shivered, afraid to ask such a vital question to the King of Devils.

"Name?" Lucifer fell into deep thinking by such question.

"Name. Name. Name." Lucifer muttered to himself several times before a fitting name came to his mind.

"Raviel. Raviel Morningstar." The name seemed as if it deeply resonated within the baby as it released a cute squeal.

"Hmm. It seems like the boy likes it." Lucifer smirked as he carressed his chin, mentally, he was praising himself for coming up with such a good name.

"Raviel." Even Lilith, the baby's mother, felt the name fitting for Lucifer's firstborn.

Such an imposing and domineering name.

"You will do great things in the future, my child." After being handed over for the child, Lilith cooed him, using her finger to play with Raviel.

Lucifer stared at this scene for a few seconds before leaving.

"Make sure he sleeps well. Tomorrow, he might not have much."

"What?" Lilith's eyes widened in horror upon hearing his words.

Lilith wanted to know Lucifer's meaning behind those words. What does it mean? What will happen to Raviel?

***

True to Lucifer's words, the next day, Lucifer wasted no time and took Raviel from her without saying anything.

"Where are you bringing him? Where are you bringing my boy?" Lilith tried to confront Lucifer, to take back her child but to no avail, a simple slap was what she received.

That was the last time she ever saw her son.

No matter how much she asked Lucifer and begged him, not even Raviel's single piece of hair was shown to her.

It's been months since she gave birth and Lucifer now started asking her for another child, to give birth to another one.

But why? She asked to herself.

What about the first child? Where did you bring him? She wanted to ask him.

A mother's love knows no bounds.

Despite being banished by God and punished, she used him as a last resort.

She kneeled and prayed.

Even when she felt the stings and pain, she didn't waiver. For the sake of seeing her child again, she prayed relentlessly.

Until he answered.

With full of light and grace, he descended from out of nowhere in her bedroom, basking her in his holy light, but instead of causing her pain, it simply gave her relief and calmness.

"God." She said, her voice quivering, tears threatening to fall from her face. The effect of zapping her upon uttering his name was no longer there.

"You seemed distressed, my child." God kneeled and touched her cheeks, removing not only her tears but also her internal injuries and everything that was caused by the abuse she endured from Lucifer.

"Help me. Please…I want to see my child, Raviel." Lilith sobbed, closing her eyes as she felt the soothing feeling inside her body, her pain, physical and mentally, being healed.

"I know, child. I know." God closed his eyes and nodded his head, sharing the same sentiment as Lilith.

"Raviel is…." God slowly said, causing tension to arise in the air as Lilith looked at him with expectation in her eyes.

"Gone."

Light disappeared from Lilith's eyes as her entire world and hope in front of her crumbled into pieces.

"I see…" Lilith stared down on the ground, her limbs unmoving, her breath growing weaker, it is as if she was a puppet whose string were cut off.

"But all hope is not lost yet." Although God's next words made her raise her head to look at him, the light in her eyes were still dim.

God simply smiled and opened his palm in front of her, showing a single orb full of different colors.

Lilith, albeit confused, sensed a familiar presence from the orb.

"This is Raviel's soul." God revealed, causing Lilith's eyes to widen. Her movements became as fast as a cheetah as she tried to snatch the orb from his hands.

Unfortunately for her, God was faster, as fast as the light as he pulled his arm back and said.

"Beware, my child. Raviel's soul is too vulnerable and fragile. His state is not normal as Lucifer has taken something innate and very important from him." God explained in vague terms, not going into full details as to what Lucifer took from her son.

"Please. I want to hold him." Lilith begged, still attempting to take the soul away from him.

"I'm sorry, Lilith. I'm doing this for your good. But soon, you'll be able to hold him again, once I find a suitable vessel for him, I'll make sure you meet him again." With that being said, God stood, preparing to leave.

"No! Please stop! Don't leave!" Lilith continued to beg, crawling on the floor as she tries to reach towards Raviel's soul.

"Trust me, Lilith. You'll find your son sooner or later." With a smile, God vanished into a flash of white light, almost blinding the mother of Devils.

"My son! Give me back my son!" Lilith yelled for the last time before losing her strength and passing out on the ground, exhaustion taking toll on her body. It's been months since she last slept, after all.

However, despite it all, determination has been planted deep in her mind. No matter what happen, she'll make sure to reunite with her long lost first born son.

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