I don't really know how to describe this, so let's say it's a sad Michifer.
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I feel like I just awoken, but it isn't true. I am standing on my two feet and there is a corpse under me.
Metal clanged on the ground as a blade escapes Lucifer's hand. He fell on his knees, crying over the dead body. Michael, laying on the ground with a stab wound in the heart and charred wing marks under him.
He didn't think of why he ended up killing Michael, or how he blacked out only to snap back to see Michael dead. Even when he closed his eyes, he could still see his lover's dead body.
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"Lucifer! Lucifer are you ok?"
Michael. How could Michael be alive? Lucifer opened his eyes. A dream, of course. But the dream left a bitter taste in his mouth.
Michael left the room and Lucifer blacked out.
Metal clanging on the ground. The feeling of just being awake. The corpse under him.
It was his nightmare all over again, except this time he was awake. There was no hope of awakening next to Michael. He was gone, his soulmate was gone.
The colours slowly faded from Lucifer's eyes, leaving him desperate and without any will to live.
Lucifer lied next to Michael, taking his dead lover's hand in his and picking up the strange weapon.
Without blinking, he plunged it on his heart. At least now he could be with Michael.
The last thing he felt was a sting in his heart, along as a sharp pain in his back. But it's all over now. At least he got to be with his love.
They were found the next day. The thing is, there was no bodies. Only two charred wing marks on the ground, dried blood and a strange blade.
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