He needed to control himself! He needed to! Damn, why was she too cute and adorable?! The only thing preventing Mammon from jumping on Scarlet, and taking her the way he wanted to do so, was the mere fact that they were still in the mortal realm, and his parents were still there. The prince held Scarlet's hand, aiding her to stand up-- knowing that she had a bad wound on her foot.
Mammon surveyed the destruction and war that had occurred. "How will we explain this?" the prince sighed in exasperation. His father, Lucifer, looked at Mammon.
"Well, you're in charge as of now. You do that while I'm gone." Lucifer smiled.
Mammon chuckled, brushing his ruffled golden hair. "I'll try to do so. Good luck, Dad, Mom. Come home safe."
With the farewell done, Mammon created a portal to Hell-- the Legion had already retreated, leaving the four great demons alone on the ruined earth. Mammon entered the portal, gesturing for Scarlet to take his hand. The prince began mumbling...
"How do we cover up that mess? Hmm... something that the humans will believe. Should I send some demons to possess a group of humans into believing that this was all a great plague? A name for the plague... how about the Black Death? That would be believable." Mammon shrugged his shoulders, getting closer to Scarlet. "What do you think, sweetie?" Mammon asked the woman he loved so much, nuzzling his nose with Scarlet's cute, button-like nose.
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Lucifer shook his head in glee. His son was growing up. Not only was Mammon powerful, smart, and cunning, but he was also wise. He knew what needed to be done. Though, his emotions still needed to be controlled.
Lucifer looked at Lilith, getting flustered by her efforts not to turn into a tomato. Once the kids would already be gone, Lucifer would grab his wife, lock her in his arms, pull her head back, and smash his lips against hers. His tongue would slither in, tasting every inch and fiber of his wife's sweet mouth. After a few good seconds of this intimacy, Lucifer would pull back, a slight drop of saliva running down his lips. He wouldn't know which one that was, either his or Lilith-- he didn't care anyway.
"Once we're done here, we'll do so much more." Lucifer winked before raising his right arm into the sky. A black fog soared high, piercing into the heavens, and creating a small doorway for them to ascend to the stars.
Lucifer went ahead, and the sight that greeted him was something that he had never expected nor wanted to see...
Heaven... was razed. The golden gates of Heaven was blasted apart, and the golden structures of heavenly light were burned down to the ground. The scent of destruction and sorrow was still hanging strong in the desolated kingdom.
Choirs upon choirs of angels were lying on the marbled earth, blood pouring like rivers and streams, raining down on the mortal realm as icy rain.
"No... no..." Lucifer shook his head, his mind fading into oblivion and despair. He didn't like heaven that much, but these fallen choirs were still his brothers and sisters. "No..." Lucifer's feet gave way, the King now knelt on the ground in despair.
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A dragging sound of feet could be heard from the gates, revealing a bloodied angelic figure... It was Michael, the greatest archangel of them all.
"Luci? Lilith? Ughhh..." Michael stumbled to the ground, gripping his bloodied white vestment. "Her... she... tricked us all! Tiamat... when she was resurrected... The one at Angkor Wat, where the sacrificial ceremony, was held was just a mere bait... The real one... was at Mesopotamia! Upon her resurrection, she immediately flew to the heavens, and struck us down..."
Michael shook his head in shame. "Here's a secret, Luci... The One? He's not here anymore. He has went over to create new worlds. The ones managing Heaven are just us... the seven archangels. Only a few of us remain... Help us... please..."