It's been over three months I think and I've started to have dreams of Lucifer.

He has stopped giving me gifts, knowing ill just put the gifts on the balcony.

Waking up now is a confusing mess, I can't decide wether or not I prefer to be asleep or awake. When I'm awake it's oddly peaceful for Hell, but when im asleep.. I dream of a Lucifer I can only wish existed instead of the dark, evil, cruel Lucifer that slapped me.

Nowadays i'm always tired, weary, and weak.

Laying on the bed while watching more of the Lucifer tv show I pass out.
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Im laying down on a lush patch of grass, feeling whole and alive, the opposite of that when i'm awake.

"Hey beautiful Angel, is my babygirl ok?" Seeing his perfectly shaped face and deep sky blue eyes that sparkled with many colors. He just how I remember him, but more alive, more happy.
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Im awakened from my dream by the young lady. "Angel? I have serious news."

" Ok, what is it jessabelle?" I sit up rubbing my eyes.

"Lucifer gave up the throne!" This news strikes me cold and stuns me to my soul.

"He did what now..?" I blink, completely stunned by this unexpected event.

"Lucifer, the lord of Hell, prince of darkness, has given up the throne to a young fallen named azazel." She states, my heart flickers and shutters and pretty yanks at every heart string it could possibly grab onto.

"Fuck." I say aloud, knowing there is no way I can sit here and do nothing while he rots away not even God know where.

"Angel?" The young lady, jessabelle, calls my name to get my attention. "He said he didn't want to fight and literally vanished, noone knows where he is at, what he is doing, or any of that. The few who liked him as ruler have gone out in search, have been for over a month."

"When did this happen?" I ask her, demanding to know.

"Um.. one and a half months ago. I just got the news though." Right as I get up the roof of the house and half the second story of the house is torn off.

"Well, well, well. Lookie here. Lucifer's pet." Azazel, the new lord of Hell spits the word pet so harshly even I flinch as he rests on the back of his dragon, the huge scaled beast so deeply enraged that its scales are glowing red.