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VIII: Waking : Cheated

I took a moment to consider these folk tales humans tell their children; not the fables of mythical creatures, the classic tales of heroes and damsels in distress turned suddenly to knights and princesses. I’ve tried to find them charming, I truly have. Instead I find them abhorrently shallow and selfish.  

They teach children to hope for unrealistic dreams. To strive for reward. 

But it is a sad truth that not every young maid deserves title, in fact there are some born with the right that do not. Some damsels in fact may be better off before they are rescued and true heroes are rare. In truth often nameless and forgotten because they do not seek reward and praise. 

Yes, Folk tales are wickedly misleading. The morals they teach vague, the characters weak. But worse than anything they deny us any possible deeper meaning by delivering the grandest cheat of all…

 

Happily Ever After.

 

As if any adventure could end on such trivial milestones. Happily ever after denies us the whole story. The rise and fall of the ascended prince, the tears and laughter after the ‘I do’. I for one don’t want to miss a single word.

 

So. What happens next?

-L

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TCOL : Epilogue : As It Ends, So It Begins ~Fin~

Kage walked away from a frustrating evening only to have it spill over into a frustrating night, he loathed the idea of parting however briefly from Neka on such cruel terms but he simply needed time to himself.

“The discussion is over, Neka.” Kage stood firmly beside the locked door behind which her pet would spend the next few hours and pointed across the hall. “Your room. Now.”

“Daddy…” Neka whimpered. “It’s not fair. Neka will be lonely.”

“Thanks, kid.” Malice pouted as she fluttered nearby. “We’ll be fine, Lord Kage.”

“See to it she stays occupied.” Kage patted Neka on her head softly. “I am not going to apologize for teaching you obedience, Neka. You would not respect me if I did.”

“Neka will behave.” Neka hugged his legs abruptly and went to her room sniffling. Malice followed after her and Kage walked down the hall as the door closed.

“Settled?” Lucifer asked without looking up from his feverish scribbling into one of his journals.

“I don’t enjoy the fact she is already starting to fight my decisions.” Kage claimed a seat near Lucifer but stayed distanced enough to leave his writing undisturbed. “How did you handle Kaneko?”

“Kaneko was never a problem.” Lilith interrupted casually as she handed Kage a glass of wine. “She is a child, Kage. Neka will start to see the good in your decisions eventually.”

“Is that so?” Kage grinned cruelly. “When should we expect this miraculous understanding from your child? At least mine have respect for their parents.”

“That’s enough, Kage.” Lucifer continued writing.

“You must have had an eventful evening.” Kage sipped his wine. Lucifer had not even raised his voice to stop the quarreling. He had not once looked up at either of them since he arrived. “Should we be jealous?”

“You should still your tongue before I tear it out.” Lucifer looked up at him coldly. “I’ve never given either of you cause to doubt me. Don’t insult me again, Kagami.”

“Tek, Vasun.” Kage bowed his head in understanding. “I didn’t mean to say that you would…”

“My evening was spent with Maefyl.” Lucifer closed his journal and it vanished, finding its place on one of hundreds of shelves around the room. As he folded his hands he smiled at Kage. “Considering the efforts I made to keep you both, and the continued efforts I make to sate you both, I do not want to hear even the passing thought of jealousy. Is that clear?”

“Kryss has quite the talented daughter.” Lilith quickly changed the subject.

“I doubt Kage battled so long with Neka to rehash the evenings events, my Love.” Lucifer shifted playfully into Kage’s lap and started to gather up the long, dark hair of the blushing Viper in one hand as he pulled himself close. “Did you want my attention?”

“If you can spare it…” Kage’s fingers shook on his glass until Lilith was kind enough to take it as she walked by on her way out. “I did not realize you were still writing, I would not have interrupted.”

“Shut up, Kagami.” Lucifer grabbed Kage’s hair tight in his hand before he kissed him. While his mind had been elsewhere, he promised himself and his loves that he would make time for them. It was a promise he meant to keep. It helped that it was one he enjoyed keeping. Worry melted away when he was with them and while Kage wrapped his arms around him, Lucifer could almost forget the living words pulsing with the riddles of all existence on the walls around them.

 

It may have been a touch too early,

But his soul is a restless one.

Maefyl was always meant to have this secret.

I trust him with it.

It is not his knowledge of their existence that has me worried, but he still has so much to understand.

I only hope that he can fully accept it before any of the others realize what I have done.

There should be time.

So many distractions now.

Even for myself it seems.

But I am looking forward with enthusiasm.

Embracing the unexpected is rejuvenating.

Disaster can be therapeutic.

 

“He seems content.” Lilith smiled as she came to bed and saw Kage slumbering beside Lucifer. “Is it okay to join you?”

“Of course.” Lucifer welcomed her warmly into his arm and kissed her as she settled against him. “In fact he would probably sleep right through it I tossed you on his back and had you right now.”

“He would be mortified.” Lilith giggled.

“He is not that asleep.” Kage hissed and turned over hoping to ignore their cooing.

“Oh, Kage.” Lilith tugged a bit of his hair. “Stop being difficult. Let him enjoy us.”

“He can enjoy us all he wishes.” Kage turned enough to glare at her. “Separately.”

“Leave him.” Lucifer took her wrist and kissed it until she dropped her hold on Kage’s hair. As Kage relaxed back to bed, Lucifer pulled Lilith beneath him. “You are going to have to stop teasing him, my love.”

“But I so enjoy it, my Lord.” Lilith smiled up at Lucifer adoringly. “I think you do as well.”

“Let me do the teasing.” Lucifer grinned. He had a thousand wicked thoughts run through his mind, but he decided Kage still needed time to adjust and instead focused on pleasing Lilith. As she moaned he kissed her and did Kage the favor of putting him to sleep.

 

 

I imagine this excitement I feel is somewhat akin to what a child feels embarking on the unknown.

I feel renewed and inspired.

Ready to take on the unwritten chapter.

I have yet to be defeated by an ending.

I do not plan on bowing out just yet.

-L

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TCOL : Epilogue : Pt.1

Kage stood beside Eidolon as he looked over residency forms and made no attempt to hide his agitation. As his daughter played in the corner with her toy, the unfortunate wretch it dragged with it wore a look of hope that Kage wanted to tear from his face. While he was glad Eidolon had decided to include him in the decision, it was farce. Lucifer had already told him not to interfere.

 “I’m not certain I understand your choice.” Eidolon leaned back in his chair and sighed as he looked across his desk sadly. The situation in Eden was still a fresh wound and seeing part of walk through the door to his office had been making it bleed. “Of all the Circles in Tsuriai…”

 “Well, I couldn’t very well raise the dear girl in Heaven.” Geoffrey smiled warmly and squeezed Evadia’s hand gently. “We agreed together that we should settle somewhere looked after by those we could count on.”

 “Why not Osore?” Eidolon questioned the decision on Kage’s behalf, it was most obviously an attempt to keep the girl closer to Farren and it seemed Kage was prohibited from making any noise about the request. “I would think your friendship with Gabriel would make it a better choice.”

 “My affiliation with Lord Gabriel is exactly why Osore would be a poor choice.” Geoffrey smiled and confidently gave them his rehearsed logic. “If there were to be any problems, with either myself or Evadia, Lord Gabriel will be lenient and protective. I’m sure you will agree that this is a delicate matter, but one that requires there be no bias if a problem should arise.”

 “It is your charge to prevent problems.” Kage leaned onto the desk with both hands and looked at the angel crossly. “If you doubt your ability to keep this child in line you should not have accepted the task. It is not a matter of where you reside.”

 “Can we please just stay here?” Evadia clutched the edge of the desk and looked between Eidolon and Kage hopefully. “I’ll be good. I promise.”

 “Tch” Kage slapped the girl across her face. “You come in here with the Angel’s lies and dare make such promises?”

 “Kage!” Eidolon stood but made no move against him as Kage turned away fuming.

 “She’s just a kid.” Bishop quickly injected as he jumped to his feet. “Why is it so damn hard for everyone to win your approval?”

 “You are crossing a dangerous line, boy.” Kage shot him a sideways glance before he smiled at his daughter. “Silence your pet, Neka.”

 “Be good for Neka, Bishop.” Neka tugged on Bishop’s thin leash and looked up at him with a wide smile. She would never defy her Father, but she liked that Bishop had stood up for the kid and when he smiled back at her and plopped to the floor she knew he understood her approval. She hugged him tight and whispered in his ear. “Neka doesn’t want you to be in trouble, too.”

 “Have you nothing to say?” Eternity sat at the edge of Eidolon’s desk and directed her query at Farren. “It was your child he struck.”

 “And what would he do if I were to speak out against him?” Farren had clenched his fists so tight his blood ran through his fingers and drenched the knees of his pants. “I have no say in any of this.”

 “Is everything going to be this difficult?” Gigi asked quietly form Geoffrey’s shoulder. “Perhaps we should have stayed in Heaven.”

 “I think I may have been the one to make this difficult.” Geoffrey sighed. “I should have been more candid.”

 “Your intention was very clear.” Kage hissed.

 “And I should have never tried to make it anything else.” Geoffrey lowered his head shamefully. “Though I was not dishonest. I do find Tsumi a safer option should there be any incident beyond my capabilities, however it was no small part of the decision that living here would give Evadia at least some chance to see her Father on occasion.”

 “I’m sorry.” Evadia bowed deeply toward the desk. “It was because I asked if it would be okay. Don’t be angry with him.”

 “Kage, ze seneda saba sekni.” Eidolon looked at his friend with a sense of compassion he wasn’t entirely sure he deserved at the moment, but they had each crossed too many bridges together to start burning them again. “De bara bresa farvak sek. Bol ba besek.”

 “Wen Isala ze seneda kaatas tresedet.” Kage laughed. “Ze kalu en har fanke shentus shepi vokeku. Wabel dekeha fakara dana bol wazuni de.”

 “I get the feeling we are being ignored.” Gigi huffed playfully. “I guess they don’t like us.”

 “I apologize.” Eidolon stood and gathered magic into his hand that settled into neatly folded pages that he offered across the desk. “Your sudden arrival did not give us much time to discuss things. These matters are usually handled privately. Welcome to Tsumi.”

 “My thanks to you.” Geoffrey accepted the paperwork with a smile as wide as his face and bowed his head as he squeezed Evadia’s hand happily. It was as much a triumph for her as it was a first step in a new adventure for him. “To you both. And to your third of course.”

 “Who will be along shortly to scold you.” Eternity giggled at Eidolon’s ear. “This little distraction has made you late.”

 “I’m afraid we will have to accept your thanks quickly, Geoffrey.” Eidolon smiled. “Kage and I have other matters to see to.”

 “I’m certain I already declined that invitation.” Kage hissed. “I’ll not be made a spectacle of.”

 “Kaneko will be disappointed.” Eidolon sighed playfully with a barely hidden smile as he nudged Eternity. “She enjoys it when you visit, and this is a big night for our growing family.”

 “Neka wants to see Kaneko.” Neka’s ears twitched as she snapped to attention at the sound of her sister’s name. “Why can’t Neka go, Daddy?”

 “Damn you, Falcon.” Kage sneered.

 “I think we should see ourselves out.” Geoffrey smiled down at Evadia and she nodded. As they turned to leave she gave a subtle wave to Farren and his smile in return was enough to make the gamble worth it for both of them. Even Gigi fluttering against his neck seemed overwhelmingly happy with the situation and they all left smiling as they listened to the sounds of playful arguing over the visit to some night club in Tsumi.

Breakseal

One lesson I still have yet to learn properly is to never be too content with my victories.

I may have won a small battle in freeing the Djinn and in fact I look forward to what will unfold as they embrace their new lives,

But I have tilted my hand

And someone will be clever enough to notice.

This day I my have started down a path with no return and I fear what it means for Tsuriai.

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TCOL : What We Are : Reflection

What is it that defines us? Can a definition even be given to something as vague as what we are? Is there some riddle to unlock in our emotions? Our thoughts? Our actions? Can you define the character of one based solely on what you can see or can something so deep only be found within oneself?

We have names, we take titles, we give each facet of our lives some vague concept to give it meaning. We classify ourselves by race, species, and gender. Divide and segregate ourselves because of ridiculous differences, but does any of it give insight to what we are? And without these little titles we use to give ourselves a place are we anything at all?

More importantly, does it even matter? Of all the titles I’ve been given only three have ever mattered to me. Husband, Father and Friend. As I have now failed at all of these, what remains to define me?

The center of creation…

And I am nothing.

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Nihil : Complications : Tangled

“That guy is unbelievable.” Brig finished his third cigarette before he was irritated enough with Raziel’s silence to push him for answers. “What did he want?”

“Nothing you need to concern yourself with.” Raziel answered coldly as they walked. He was troubled enough over Vikarr’s threats without starting another fight over Brig’s past. He was attempting to honor Brig’s need to speak freely, but it was starting to worry him.

“That is a bullshit answer, cupcake.” Brig grabbed Raziel by his arm and tried to force the truth out of him. “Would it kill you to tell me the fucking truth?”

“Don’t grab him like that.” Galik scolded Brig for breaking Raziel’s rules. He fought his first reaction to push Brig away and tried to make Raziel proud. “Lord Raziel doesn’t lie to you. You need to be more patient.”

“Don’t cause a scene.” Shana hugged Brig and softly reminded him they were in public. “If he says it isn’t a problem, just let it go for now.”

“Vikarr wants us to leave Nihil.” Raziel gave Brig his answer as he pulled his arm away. “He made threats that are meaningless as long as you manage to behave yourself. He does not want you distracting his bride.”

“Did you tell him I have no fucking interest?” Brig wrapped his arm around Shana and pulled her along as Raziel ignored the question and started walking again. The fargoyles flew circles above them laughing and kept themselves detached from the argument and Brig realized he was probably making things more difficult than they had to be. His friendship with Eliza had been a failure and Demise was right, he had other people to worry about. “Raziel, I’m sorry. I won’t talk to her.”

“You won’t go near her.” Samael landed in front of them. “None of you will.”

“We should have brought umbrellas.” Brig muttered and pulled Shana close as he sneered at the arrival of the more articulate Wyrm. “It’s raining assholes.”

Raziel stepped in front of Galik and depended on him to keep Van quiet. The Wyrms had done an exceptional job at masking their presence and when Watchers made an effort to hide themselves it usually meant trouble. Raziel waited quietly for Samael to explain the interruption, he was not going to react without reason and give Samael the upper hand.

“Lucifer will be disappointed with you, Keeper.” Samael grinned as he baited Raziel. “Vikarr has complained about your entire handling of his request. Your demeanor has offended him, and he claims you’ve been difficult and insulting. You are making a mockery of our Council.”

“Vikarr is the one being difficult.” Brig defended. “He has been the one flinging insults.”

“You’ve insulted the bride of a Watcher, Raziel.” Samael ignored Brig’s interruption and continued. Brig would be the one who handed him the Keeper. Raziel’s other puppets were too well behaved to defy their Master. Brig was going to be easily led to anger. “He has asked my intervention.”

“He won’t have to suffer my presence much longer.” Raziel wanted to pull Brig and Shana closer to protect them, but feared that such reaction would only push Samael’s agenda.

“I see your Lord plays favorites, Brig.” Shiroi walked around them with Azrael and stood proudly between her Masters as she did her part. She smiled cruelly at Brig as Azrael stroked her arm with his fingers to give her confidence. “Is such a weak place in his life worth setting aside those high and mighty ideals of yours?”

“At least I have ideals.” Brig scowled at her and squeezed Shana’s hand as he pulled her behind him. “I feel like I need a shower just being on the same side of the street as you. You have no right to lecture me after what you did.”

“It’s not any fun sharing him with someone who doesn’t love you. Is it Shana?” Shiroi taunted the bride Brig swore he would love exclusively with a pain she was familiar with. “It’s a slap in the face to see him slipping away.”

“You’ve got it all wrong.” Shana smiled and lifted her arm to show Raziel’s crest. She managed a smile and a more polite tone, but Shana was just as angry with Shiroi for the pain she caused Maefyl. “We made this decision like we make all of them; together. Not everyone has the same trouble keeping their vows.”

“Shana. Come here, puppet.” Raziel called for her and knew she would understand the need for silence. Brig was growing more impatient and angry, but if he could at least remove Shana’s additional rage he may be able to protect her. Raziel was used to being unable to read the thoughts of Zakesalek, but they had blanketed Shiroi’s mind to conceal her thoughts, which meant they were carefully hiding her knowledge of their plans. Raziel feared Brig was playing into those plans and that he may be too late to save him. “Samael, we will avoid Vikarr and his bride.”

“You’re just a toy to him.” Shiroi scowled at Shana as she went to stand with Raziel. “Another doll for his collection.”

“You’ve got some nerve, you cold-blooded slut.” Brig screamed at her. “I guess I shouldn’t be surprised to see you cozied up with reptiles.”

Samael wrapped the end of his tail around Shiroi’s ankle. She was keeping herself well composed despite Brig drawing on her unfortunate past for insults. Azrael ran his fingers through her hair and grinned. She had been so nervous, but with their simple gestures her confidence kept her performing so beautifully. Raziel was too panicked to scold his most vocal pet, but he would most certainly move to defend him.

“Insult them again.” Shiroi spread a fan of kunai through her fingers. Even without her Master’s orders to bait Brig into attacking she was not going to let them be insulted by a child. “I dare you.”

“Brig.” Shana tried to remind him to be patient, but Galik grabbed her arm and shook his head.

Galik knew better than most that misbehaving always cost Raziel. He had suffered the absence of his Master as he paid for Galik’s mistakes. Brig was causing enough trouble on his own and Galik was terrified.

Raziel could not hear their thoughts, but knew the Wyrms well enough to see the signs of victory on them. Azrael was never adept at hiding his excitement, his chest rose heavily as his breath hastened and his smile grew wider with every insult Brig and Shiroi exchanged. His silence was offering further worry. Azrael was prone to exchanging words with Samael during every conversation, but anticipation had stilled his tongue. Raziel prepared himself for the worst.

“Everyone thinks you are such a gentlemen.” Shiroi taunted Brig further to push him over the edge. She felt the pride of her Masters as her excitement swelled from her. She had doubted there was any joy to be found in this game, but it was exciting to feel so powerful and untouchable. “You don’t even know how to speak to a lady.”

“You hardly qualify for that.” Brig lost control of his temper and swung on her, but it was Samael that his fist broke against. Brig winced as his knuckles shattered, but it was the smile on Samael’s face that made him regret his momentary lapse of judgment.

“That was a mistake you will deeply regret.” Samael pushed Brig to Azrael and stepped in front of Raziel’s attempt to grab his pet. “Your Master will regret it as well.”

“Baat Deseka shent salek wen sek kofret besek isa ek tallish ek Galik.” Azrael laughed at Raziel as he broke Brig’s wrists in his hands.

“Nepu, Azrael.” Raziel felt the pain in Brig’s limbs and was proud of him for enduring it with little more than a grimace. “Samael, they both spoke unfortunate words. We are supposed to work together, as Council and Zakesalek. Release him.”

“Working together requires respect that you have clearly failed to teach your vampires.” Samael grinned as he called for Lucifer. “I think our Dark Lord will be interested in your pretty pet attempting to assault my bride. He does after all have a soft spot for her.”

“I gave you all such simple rules.” Lucifer paced around them and grabbed Brig by his hair. “If you are going to run your mouth like Maefyl, learn to defend yourself.”

“They started this shit.” Brig cringed as Azrael tightened his fingers on the shattered bones in his wrists. Lucifer headed for Raziel and Brig screamed at him. “You know they did. This is shit. You are still pissed at Raziel.”

“You were the one to resort to violence.” Lucifer took Raziel by his throat. He wanted to break the Keeper himself for other insults, but was satisfied Samael would be cruel enough. “And you are responsible for him. You may as well have attacked my daughter yourself.”

“He did not touch her.” Raziel could feel the crush of Brig’s guilt. Galik was overwhelmed with fear and anger as he held Van and Shana beside him to keep either of them from making the situation worse. The fargoyles stood beside them in fearful silence. Raziel felt each of their anxieties breaking his heart, but the hardest to process was Brig’s wish for death to atone for what he had done. “If you hold me responsible then let Brig go. It was me Samael sought to destroy with this plot.”

“What plot? I was only addressing Vikarr’s valid complaint.” Samael smiled and put his arms around Shiroi. “Now your tribe has not only insulted Vikarr’s bride, but attacked my own.”

“You are going to allow this farce?” Raziel’s mask remained intact and his voice still carried no trace of his feelings, but Galik was not the only one who was afraid.

“I have no reason not to. I don’t owe you any protection.” Lucifer spoke in a cruel whisper. “You should have given your loyalty to the one with the power, Keeper.”

Lucifer dragged Raziel over to Azrael and forced both the Keeper and Brig unconscious before he tossed Raziel to the ground at Azrael’s feet. He snatched Demise from Brig’s shoulder and tossed her toward Raziel’s remaining puppets.

“What did you do?” Shana cried and tried to struggle out of Galik’s arm as Van wept on his shoulder. She watched as Azrael took both of them by the hair and vanished. Lucifer smiled at her fruitless efforts to escape Galik’s protection. “Why would you do this? After everything…”

“Shh.” Lucifer hushed her as he turned to Samael. Lucifer regretted Brig’s part in it, but he could not resist the temptation to see Raziel suffer for his defiance. He still wanted order among the Zakesalek and there were limits to what he would allow to damage the unity he was trying to bring to those he treasured. “You have one week, Samael. Then you deliver them both to Council. Alive. I will let you play your clever game, but you need to remember who makes the rules. I am only allowing this because it saves me the trouble of punishing Raziel myself.”

“Still find your Master impressive?” Shiroi laughed as she fawned over Samael. Lucifer had gone and Shana was screaming and furiously trying to pull herself away from Galik. “Next time you feel like insulting someone, you should remember how easily my Masters could make slaves of the things you love.”

“De kosh sek, Welak Isa.” Samael pulled her against him with a lustful pride he intended to show her the second they returned home. “Sek kaatas paraki.”

Breakseal

 

There are decisions I regret. I am as much a slave to my emotions as any other and a wounded pride is often the cause of our worst choices.

I do not enjoy the fact that Raziel’s puppets will suffer with him, but I can not deny the satisfaction of seeing the cracks in his arrogant mask.

I need to let Samael have this victory for other reasons. He has his sights set higher and I can not allow his ambitions to claim the victims he truly wants. The Keeper will have to endure this to spare the others.

My hope is that the Wyrms will vent their rage and lose the desire to act against Gabby. I can not risk defending Raziel if it will endanger my son.

Unfortunately this decision will put me at odds with the very things I want to protect. I am sorry Maefyl, but I am going to have to hurt you again.

                                                                                             -Lucifer

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RO : Epilogue : Resetting The Board : ~Fin~

The board is set for a new game.

Each piece as unpredictable as the next.

For the first time in my long years I feel like a god at play, but even I am a pawn in this and even gods will fall. 

I’ve witnessed and experienced misery and happiness, have watched the rise and fall of so many spectacular gambits as my treasures fought and accepted my every play. 

Now the love I have seen bloom in so many others, the great elation that can only be found in the touch of true love is mine as well. With my King and my Queen in my arms I have found true happiness, true acceptance. Now I can focus on my little prince and see to it he is well prepared for the times ahead. 

My Council of Lords is going to grip Tsuriai and all the realms and I sincerely hope the embrace is a tender one, but I fear the power I’ve bestowed may be a weapon in their hands.  

The Viper’s suggestion may be the move that saves the realms. Keeping the selfish in check with reason, the cruel with compassion. Still I feel an icy tide rising that may swallow everything whole and I need my heir ready to rise above the waves.

Kage, you devious serpent, stop reading my journal and go to sleep.

 

“Kono, Vasun Lucifer.” Kage had read every word and as Lucifer set his quill inside the book and closed it, Kage raised up on his arm to see Lucifer smiling his wicked grin.

 “I see I won’t be doing much of my writing in bed any more.” Lucifer tossed his journal to the table and stroked the side of Kage’s face. “I offered these thoughts to Maefyl, not you.”

 “It wasn’t my intent…” Kage had simply opened his eyes at the sound of the quill on the page and became enraptured by the elegant script and the grace of Lucifer’s hands.

 “Hush.” Lucifer smiled. “I’m just used to her sleeping through it. What caught your interest? You look troubled.”

 “I will protect you and those you love with my life, Lucifer.” Kage lowered his gaze to keep himself composed and confident enough to speak without tears. “You will never fall.”

 “You are one of those I love. Don’t rush to put your life at risk.” Lucifer sighed. “You did well today, Asura was an excellent decision and it was your clever suggestion that allowed for it. You may well have saved the future of Tsuriai.”

 “But you still worry.” Kage whispered.

 “I always worry. I do it well.” Lucifer lifted Kage’s face and pulled him close. “The Wyrms have grudges against most of us and you know their tendencies. They aren’t through playing games. I’m just uncertain who they will strike at first.”

 “If you are so certain.” Kage shook his head. “Just eliminate them now.”

 “So cold.” Lucifer pressed a finger to Kage’s lips. “So ready to kill those you call friend on my behalf. I won’t be the first to strike. Zakesalek are dear to me. You know how I love to play with my friends.”

 “You used to enjoy that I was ready to kill for you, det Vasun.” Kage smiled.

 “I still do.” Lucifer pulled Kage to him. “Now if you are not going to sleep, find more pleasant things to do with that lovely tongue of yours.”

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RO : Zakesalek : Gathering The Dragons

Every computer in the hands of the Circles displayed a countdown. No word as to why, no warning as to what would happen when it reached zero. Just a small timer counting backward in the corner of every Circle member device. Six days until some event, some change that Lucifer teased the world with and the rumors and whispers that quickly travelled through the realms. Some spoke quietly of destruction while the more informed whispered of old demons coming out of a long hiding.

 The Six saw the clock and knew they would be called to Lucifer soon.

 Lucifer just laughed and curled up with his journal.

Preparations have been made and my ghosts hang silent waiting to give the news of a ruling order over the realms, second only to myself. A new game that I will be sure to win.

Time to stack the deck.

-Lucifer

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