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In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore.

There, Ichabod and all his wild angels existed.

Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos,

the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun.

They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order.

Ichabod's eldest son, Lacian took right after his father, ruthless, heartless and merciless. He is the worthy heir apparent to the throne, he had the most handsome little brother, Lucian whom he felt they were in some kind of secret competition because of his tempting looks and physique.

Lucian looks like a polished gold coming straight from a furnace of fire. He is so sinful in the eyes that even the straightest of the angels couldn't help but look and drool.

Lacian hated his little brother so much because of literally, nothing. He had thought of getting rid of him so many times, he couldn't help it, but he knew, their mother loves him even more than Ichabod himself. You wouldn't dare to look for Lucian's trouble. Else, you would face the wrath of Superior Mother Megan.

Lacian could only use his rank and bully Lucian all the time, which was celestially legal, making sure he reminds him always that come rain come shine, he would always be his eldest brother. And that, Lucian never minded to fault. He was always minding his business and saw Lacian's irritation for him as a normal way of life.

All the Angels in Dulmore had a mark at the left side of their chest. It was a kind of big Loop in circles with a lock in the middle of it. When a seed is borne, Ichabod personally instills the mark on their chest, welcoming them to the deepest celestial pit and brotherhood of Dulmore.

It would be a big festival, because new born seeds are rare and would always occur, thrice in a year.

But Lucifer had a mission which had never been successful since his rule, rather, since his existence. The mission was to extract the forged excalibar from the lines gate of earth. The excalibar would give him divine dominion to rule over all the Earth's realm and beyond. But the white angels from the moon realm, Ishka would never allow his minions to get hold of the excalibar. Even Lacian with his pack had been sent, several times. They ravaged all the corners of earth, yet there was no sight of it. Maybe they weren't committed enough.

One fateful day, Ichabod summoned his legion of angels who assembled before him and his fire queen, superior mother Megan on his blazing throne. They all knelt down with a knee and their heads were slightly bowed in reverence to their grande master.

Ichabod adjusted himself as he began with his silkily dreary voice.

"It's been several moons, almost a millennium and this celestial abode is still in the quest of bringing home, the excalibar from the lines gate of earth.

But I strongly believe that you folks are stupidly reluctant and shameless that you let the moon angels; mere flower petals to make away with it all the time. All because you allowed your third legs to do the walkings instead of otherwise.

But this time, I would be putting a bounty on the quest. A great bounty at that.

Anyone who would come home with the excalibar in one piece would be made the Prince worthy of the Dulmore's blazing throne."

Lacian on hearing that, raised his head with a narrowed brow, worry and surprise was written all over his little godly face. He looked over at his mother who sat all this while, unscathed on her throne looking ahead like she didn't hear what Ichabod just spat.

Then he looked over at his father again and began with a shaky but daring voice.

"But, Father, I had always been the crowned Prince. Why sell my birthright because of a mere excalibar that you don't even know if it's existing?"

At the sound of that, all the angels were heard flinching in fear. No one ever talked back at Ichabod whenever he was giving an undiluted speech, straight from his own mouth.

Ichabod knew he would get the comeback from Lacian. Nothing is ever new to him. With his eyes slowly looking down at Lacian in a visible disdain and disgust, he replied;

"How ever would you know if the excalibar existed or not?

When you took your time down there to lavish my wealth on women and liquor.

Three good trials Lacian and you failed. Woefully. I guess it's time you learnt your long due lessons, son."

"Send me father. I promise to go down there and make home with the Excalibar."

Lucian said with his head slightly bowed the whole time. He had always wanted to leave Dulmore and see what life outside of it really looked like, not because he wanted the throne, he only saw that moment as a great opportunity.

Lacian's face burned with obvious rage as he slightly turned to glare at his younger brother who unknowingly dared him. He must have so much guts to think he could get his throne.

"Send me father, and I promise this time, It won't be another tale."

Lacian begged, looking Ichabod straight in the eyes trying to communicate with him to not put him into shame. He wouldn't give Lucian the benefit of winning.

Ichabod's lower lip curled up in a devilish smirk. He knew his sons were never in the same log book. But he wanted to punish Lacian for allowing the moon angels win them three times in a row.

He knew sending Lucian would be a waste of time, because he doesn't believe in him as much as Mother Megan does. But he wanted to set Lacian's butt ablaze for making a fool of his commands.

"It's time to send Lucian and his Pack. Let's see what they could pull. And it would be a great ceremony and crowning when he comes back with the excalibar. Without much Ado, I send you now, Lucian!"

Ichabod said from his throne setting out his hand with his giant tongs towards Lucian,

Go forth into the earth's realm and bring home the excalibar!"

Lacian only watched as a chill breeze surged from his father's giant tong, flushing Lucian and his small Pack out of the Celestial into the earth's realm from the divinity portal.

Lacian allowed his head to fall in defeat as his pack took him away from the feet of the blazing throne.

Mother Megan after a brief moment turned to Ichabod with a very cold expression and said,

"I knew you sent Lucian not because he asked, but because you wanted to punish Lacian wickedly."

Ichabod let out a chilled throaty chuckle and gave Mother Megan a side glance as he said,

"How long have I lived with you?"

He asked her with his brows slightly narrowing down with a little nod as he continued coldly.

"You definitely could pass for my instincts."

"If anything happens to Lucian. You would have me to deal with, Ichabod. I hope you know so well the card you're playing. Front and back."

Mother Megan threatened as she left her throne for her chambers with a majestic sway and her crowned head was held high the whole time.