Lucifer

Decus laughed. He liked the spectacle that was going on here. He put his hand on Godric's head, his claws digging into his scalp. The blood slowly seeped into the priest's hair and he groaned again in pain. It felt like he was being dazed with pain. "It won't be long my servants and you will be able to wallow in the darkness! With Lucifer's death our era will arise! I will make everyone suffer! I am Lord Gehenna and a God!"

"You want to kill me? That I don't laugh!" Lucifer laughed darkly. "Your era is worth nothing more than a pile of dirt!" Decus looked angrily at the gates when Lucifer began his speech. "You will never be able to kill me! I am the lord of the underworld and total darkness! Not you! ... Brother ! "Decus grinned." We'll see, little brother. Back then, thanks to our mother's watchful eyes, I never had the chance. But now I'll get you out of the way. "" As if! "Lucifer looked to the side , where he suspected the father. "Yo Pfaffe! Do you want to die or live?" Godric laboriously opened his eyes, looked to the side, to the gate. What were these questions supposed to be? "I'll ask you again! Do you want to live or die? Mine Freedom, for your life and that of your people! "Decus growled. He didn't like how the conversation developed. His pressure tightened and the claws rammed deeper into Godric's head." Ahh ... ~! "He groaned in pain, bit his lip. To live or die, what should the young priest choose? ? He didn't want to die, but the chances of survival were very slim right now. His staff was far away, he couldn't get to it. The monks, including Brother Tom, had Godric in their sights. As a precaution, one of the monks had destroyed his bans. Were there really so many traitors and monks here who were on the side of evil? He was torn. Should he listen to Lucifer? But when he heard a scream from a monk from the upper floors, his decision was made. "Woe to you don't keep your word!" With that, Godric put a hand on the gate. His blood ran down his hand and the engravings lit up. In the name of the gentleman! Loosen the seal and release the creature it houses! ”Godric exclaimed. Lucifer grinned. "So this will be our first pact ..." Godric was too busy removing the seal in time to notice his ring flashing briefly at Lucifer's words ...

Decus looked at the gate in shock, yanked Godric away from it and rammed him against the nearest wall, where he cried out in pain. But it was too late. The seal came off and the gate crumbled to dust. Decus took a step back and looked in shock at the figure of his brother he hadn't seen in so long.

~ After 1500 years, Lucifer was finally free ... ~

Lucifer...

With satisfaction, Lucifer saw the gates of the seal crumble to dust before him. Decus clenched his fists. He hadn't thought it that way. But he hoped that his brother was still so weak that he could kill him because of the year-long seal. "Free at last! After such a long time! ”Said Lucifer and looked at those present. He looked at Godric and studied him. "The resemblance is unmistakable." Godric grimaced slightly, looked at the liberated figure and hoped that he hadn't even made things worse. "Don't forget your promise!" Lucifer laughed. "Of course not, little priest!"

The monks had backed away when Lucifer took a step out of his burial chamber. They folded their hands in prayer, asked the Lord. Lucifer only had a weary smile for that. "Even he won't help you any more!" Lucifer appeared behind Tom in a flash, rammed his pointy fingernails into his head and pressed him firmly to the side. Tom's cry of pain was stifled when Lucifer rammed his sharp teeth into the monk's neck and drew in his blood. Lucifer was waiting for his blood almost longingly, felt how it oozed from the wound and wet his lips. He closed his eyes with relish, tasting the warm blood with every single fiber of his body. The warmth and strength that had disappeared in all that time returned to his body. Tom couldn't defend himself. Lucifer's grip was too tight. The black-haired one was shorter than Tom, yet he was the stronger. The bite had fogged the monk. He felt how slowly his life force disappeared and reappeared in Lucifer. The fire on the torches was now brighter and stronger than ever. "G ... Godric ..." Tom gasped, but couldn't even reach out his hand to him. Godric looked at Lucifer with wide eyes. "You said you wouldn't touch my men !!" he yelled, feeling betrayed.

Decus, on the other hand, did not want to remain inactive. He made a fire appear in his hands and threw it at Lucifer. This turned and used Tom as a protective shield. Tom burned miserably on his own body. His cries of pain echoed through the great hall. Bit by bit the fire ate into his skin, gnawed his bones. "Save me, my lord ~", one could only hear it. Lucifer laughed. "Your lord can't help you now." The last thing Tom saw were Lucifer's red eyes, then he burned to ashes for good. "Your men? I didn't break my word. This man was never one of your men. ", Lucifer replied with superiority. Godric knew that Lucifer was right, but he couldn't just accept Brother Tom's death without comment. Brother Tom had been his friend Godric held onto that after all.

Lucifer turned away and paid no more attention to the priest. He was not interested in people's morals and their doubts. Only if he could use it in his favor. But Lucifer wanted to get out of here. Lucifer wanted to kill his brother Decus. This was the only thought he had. With the blood, Lucifer was strengthened and now ready to fight. However, Decus was not idle either and attacked again. He bundled his fire in his hands and made a long sword of fire appear, which he was able to use masterfully. Lucifer knew about his brother's arts. The brothers had fought battles in their empire before. It was nothing new for the two of them. But Lucifer was locked up for so long. He was mindful and watched his brother's every step. Not sure what his brother had learned or even refined in all that time. Decus lunged at Lucifer and mumbled something. Daggers of fire appeared around him. Lucifer laughed at that. “Someone steal my techniques?” “You are wrong brother. Don't steal, improve! ”With these words Decus let a hail of daggers rain down on his brother. Godric had to pull himself up, otherwise he would be caught by the fire of the rain of daggers. However, the priest was hurt by Decus' physical violence. Lucifer suspected this. Since he had made a pact with the priest to spare him and his men, this also applied to protection. Lucifer teleported right in front of Godric and caught the fire with his body. Decus used this for another attack. Since Lucifer had caught the fire, he staggered a little backwards. Decus was there immediately and rammed his brother's knee in the stomach, only to hit his face with his fist afterwards. It happened with such force that Lucifer was hurled against the nearest wall. Decus gave a cool laugh. “Apparently you're still a little weak, brother. Or how do you explain this poor performance to me? As your big brother, I am very disappointed. I was looking forward to a fantastic fight. A fight in which it puts me in ecstasy to kill you, to tear your bowels out with my bare hands and to take in your blood with relish. But that's just disappointing. "

Lucifer had sunk to the floor against the wall and was supporting himself with his hands. Decus had come up to his brother while he was speaking. The sword of fire in his hand. “Don't worry. I will still enjoy chopping up your body. ”Decus gave a scornful laugh. "The laughter will still get stuck in your throat!" Grumbled Lucifer. “You just speak. If I used your eyeballs as a decoration, it won't do you any good either! ”With these words Decus ran towards his brother. The sword gripped tightly and ready to strike the blade into his little brother's body. A grin fell on the black-haired man's lips. He had known that his brother was indulging in this hurry. He had a clear advantage, which is why he had irritated Decus. Something his brother has always had, his limitless impatience. This would now be his undoing. When Decus lowered the blade, Lucifer jumped to one side, rolled briefly on the ground and came to stand next to Godric's holy staff. “Go!” He ordered the priest. At first he didn't know what Lucifer wanted, but when he recognized the situation he was ready to obey.

Godric pulled another prayer scroll from under his robe and began to mumble the sacred words in Latin. Meanwhile, Lucifer had taken the priest's staff. When he had put his hand around him, he grimaced in pain. Of course, the defense reaction of the staff also applied to him. No unclean creature would lay hands on the pure and holy rod of the Father with impunity. Especially not the Lord of Sins himself. But he gritted his teeth and ignored the burning sensation on his hand. And fended off Decu's blow when he teleported to him and wanted to strike. The staff lit up and made Decus' fire sword disappear as the holy power of the staff neutralized the fire. "What's going on here ?!" demanded Decus. However, Lucifer gave him a different answer. Lucifer hit his brother in the stomach with a swing, only to hit his head back with a mighty blow. The staff burned itself into the skin of the two demons with each blow. When Lucifer hit the face, the staff burned between his eyes. He screamed. Lucifer used the seconds of inattention and kicked his brother into the previously sealed room. When Decus hit the wall, Lucifer rammed the staff through his brother's body, pinning it on the wall. When that happened, Godric was ready too. After Lucifer had left his former prison and sank to his knees, Godric discussed Decus with a seal that paralyzed him, as he had already tried to pull the staff out of the rock and his body. Another ban followed. Godric rebuilt the door with the sealing magic and sealed the room. So Lucifer's prison became a prison for his brother.

Lucifer heard a few more words from his brother, until the cave fell silent. He looked down at his hands. The staff had bothered him too. His hands were red and ached with every movement. The holy and cleansing power naturally also hungered for the most sinful and darkest power there was: the darkness of Lucifer.

"Pathetic ... What have you made of me, Amon ..." he whispered. His wounds healed bit by bit, so that after a few seconds the blush was gone. Godric looked at him in amazement, but when he heard voices he remembered that the attack was not over yet. On the spur of the moment he got up and ran down the path, out of the cellar. Lucifer stood and raised an eyebrow. Then he laughed a little. "Interesting! That he really thinks to defeat the demons without a weapon. ”Lucifer was visibly amused by that, but when his ring lit up briefly, he looked slightly annoyed at it. “The life of his people. I know, I know. ", He muttered and made his way upstairs, much more comfortable than Godric. When Lucifer came out of the basement, he stretched extensively. “It's a good feeling to be here after such a long time. Even if I appreciate the smell of the fresh blood very much, ”he joked and looked left and right. The corridors were littered with corpses.