𝔩𝔲𝔠𝔦𝔣𝔢𝔯 (debase) wrote in sevendevilslog, @ 2020-09-11 18:33:00 |
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Fuck this.
The entire town had plunged into darkness a day ago, the panic and freaking out had been expected and Lucifer had retreated to her home to wait out this fuckery. Which would've been fine, until the little demonic shits started running around the town. And it took a little while, Lucifer ignoring them as best she could, because she didn't bother with those little plebs.
Until two broke into her house. And tried to attack her. Her. Were they off their fucking rockers?
It was after she incinerated them that she realised what this was, what they were. Czernabog.
The creature hadn't risen in centuries, millennia really, and now it was trying to break out? Well, Seven Devils was about to get a hell of a lot more interesting. And Lucifer was weighing the option on getting involved. Naturally, it meant consuming most of the alcohol in her bar first, weighing each pro and con. Aware that as she stood right now, a celestial being that just happened to be dark in nature, it would be a risk in even stepping food near the Czernabog. But her light, well, that would be too much for the creature to swallow at all.
Three bottles of whisky later and Lucifer was ready to just say fuck it. She was a little sloppy, sure, but that would wear off in about ten minutes, and she'd go kick this thing in the dick. She didn't have time for this bullshit.
What she wouldn't give for her Angel blade right then, but fuck that, the Lightbringing would be enough, shove it down Czernabog's throat, remind that piece of shit where it stood, and then she'd go find more alcohol. But first, pants. She wasn't fighting a darkness demon without pants.