Roxa quietly, her fingers still on the game troller, as her mother's words hung in the air, heavy with revetions. It was a lot to take in, to hear the story of her father's creation, his rebellion, and the plex retionships between the divine and the fallen. She had grown up believing one narrative, only to find that the truth was far more nuanced, yered with love, guilt, and deep ice.
Azrael’s voice was calm, yet there was an underlyiion as she tihe story.
“When your father, Lucifer, was created, he was made in God’s image—His first and most perfect creation. Lucifer was a refle of yrandfather in nearly every way. Over time, he ged, of course, but his foundation remaihe same. That’s why Lucifer was always God’s right hand. He uood yrandfather better than anyone else. They had a bond deeper than words could expin, even though Lucifer’s pride and unication issues often got in the way of showing that to others.”
Roxanne nodded silently, her mind still processing the enormity of her mother’s words. She knew her father had been God’s favored argel, but the idea that Lucifer was so deeply ected to God, almost a copy of Him, added a new depth to her uanding of the celestial hierarchy.
“Father had the same issue,” Azrael tinued after a brief pause. “He struggled with expressing himself, but he had millennia of knowledge to guide him. His angels never questioned his decisions, so he rarely had to give orders. But when Lucifer rebelled, Father had no choice. He had to banish Lucifer, not because he wao, but to protect him. If he hadn’t, Lucifer would have beeed by the els who saw only the rebellion, not the reasoning behind it.”
Roxanne’s eyes widened in realization. It hadn’t been a simple act of punishment. Her grandfather had exiled Lucifer to save him. The banishment was an act of love, not anger.
“Even after the fall,” Azrael said softly, “they stayed in tact. Father even gifted Lucifer the ‘Book of Lucifer,’ so he could create his own race, a race that would represent sin, the opposite of angels. Father entrusted him with the task of ruling over sinners, ensuring the bance of the universe.”
That made seo Roxanne. She knew about the importance of bance, having seen it firsthand in her own experiences. Her father wasn’t just banished; he was given a new role, a new purpose. It was starting to bee clear to her that everything that had happened was about maintaining the ic equilibrium.
Yet, one lingering question g Roxanne, something she had always wondered. “Mom, when did you and Dad start dating? From what I’ve heard, Dad was only in love with Lilith.”
Azrael blushed, a soft pink tint c her usually posed face. “We were dating even before he fell. Back then, it was a secret because Lucifer couldn’t openly show affe without ruining his image. Even yrandfather knew but never said anything.”
She paused, her expression clouding over slightly as she tinued. “Things ged when Lilith was banished. At first, Lucifer stayed with her out of guilt. But over time, he truly fell in love with her and married her. That’s when I… fell. I couldn’t hahe jealousy and loneliness when he married her instead of me.”
Roxanne’s heart ched at her mother’s words. She couldn’t imagihe pain of watg someone you loved marry someone else. “So that’s why you fell from Heaven?”
Azrael nodded, a sad smile pying on her lips. “Yes. I was ed by those feelings, and I left Heaven. Yrandfather was furious, but he never bmed Lucifer. Instead, when Lucifer found out I had fallen, he searched for me. He even bowed his head—something he had never done for anyone—just to ask for my fiveness.”
Roxanne’s eyes widened again. She knew her father roud, so the thought of him bowing to anyone was almost unthinkable. A, he had do for her mother.
Azrael’s voice softened as she recalled the moment they reciled. “Over the turies, I realized that Lucifer ruly had anyone else but Lilith. He agreed to marry me on the spot, and we began to rebuild our retionship. I eve Lilith, and she apologized for everything. She expihat wheurned into a succubus, she lost trol and actally bound Lucifer to her in a marriage ceremony.”
Roxanne’s worldview tio crumble with each passiion. The people she had been raised to think of as dark and sinister were, in fact, incredibly plicated and good in their own ways. They weren’t the vilins the world had paihem to be.
Azrael wasn’t fihough. “Lucifer was always g with his family. He never forced his son to take the throne of Hell. He let him find his own path in life. After we were reunited, we married, but the tensioweehree fas were growing, so we kept it a secret. Only a few people knew—Lilith, yrandfather, Gabriel, and some close friends.”
Azrael’s voice quivered slightly as she shared the part of the story, ohat struck even closer to home. “A few months ter, I began showing signs nancy. Lucifer was overjoyed. He didn’t leave my side for a month. He eveo the human world to pick out clothes for you.”
Roxanne’s chest tightened as her mother’s emotions seeped through her words. “But we were too careless. Just before you were born, the Asmodeus family attacked the church, and the Great War began. When you were born, it had already been raging for a year.”
Azrael sighed deeply, the pain of those memories still fresh. “I thought we were safe, but our home in the underworld was attacked. I mao fend them off, but I was gravely injured proteg you. A sneak attack aimed at you poisoned me with soul poison.”
Roxan a chill run through her. She knew how dangerous soul poison was—deadly enough to kill gods. Her mother had survived, but at a great cost.
“In my weakeate, I couldn’t remove the poison. So, I made the hardest decision of my life. I split my soul in half, leaving part of it in my on, tying it to your soul, and sealed away your fallen angel bloodline. I took you to Lilith, who pced you in a capsule to protect you. That’s why you were hidden for so long.”
Azrael’s voice cracked slightly as she remembered the final moments. “Afterward, I went to Heaven to see yrandfather and secure your future. But when I arrived, his expression was one I had only seen once before—when Lucifer rebelled.”
Roxanne’s heart raced, knowing that whatever her grandfather had said had ged everything.
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