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Death of a Human

The House of Lamentation had never experienced such quiet. Heavy was the hush of death that weighed on the immortals as they regarded the mauled, broken, lifeless thing that had once burned with the exuberance of life. Even the house moaned, the grief of its occupants threatening its structural integrity, such was the despondency of the seven demons. Avatars of Sin, Lords of Hell. Tears welled in the eyes of these beings that had experienced a millennium of humanity, that knew too well of their fragility, the expiry date that brought each down before they could achieve greatness. So why did they think this one was different? Why did they believe that their love could conquer fate? Could supersede their Father’s hand.

From the supple lips of the fifth-born a strangled cry erupted, so ugly, so fractured, so unlike him, that it broke the rest. Seven of the most powerful entities in the three-realms were on their knees, in tears, and shattered, all because a stupid human had up and died. They were all acquainted with death, old friends to fate, but oh how they despised the greedy hands that had ghosted over their beloved and left them, eyes wide open, without a soul to make its colours shimmer.

Hurried footsteps, familiar, typically welcomed raced towards them that the brothers made no move to acknowledge, and only waited for the newcomers to recoil and gasp, for they knew it to be grim, nevertheless, the reality was still  crushing.

The foremost of the newcomers froze, and perhaps for the first time the old angel was surprised, hurt even, by the loss of a human. The younger breaking down completely in the Sorcerer's arms because he had failed. Failed in his sworn duty to protect the one person who cared for him most.

The Sorcerer on the other hand smiled, but there was no inkling of joy to it, because he especially should have known. He himself being human, having lost himself to time, long, long ago, and so, he’d let himself be entranced by this rejuvenating show of the spontaneity of mortality, and duly paid the price.

Then there were the royals. The acting King of the Devildom, and his loyal servant, lord over time and reality. They too, arguably among the most powerful entities in existence, fell quiet, their hearts, beaten, torn, and shredded by the meaning of the sight before them. The butler, ever pleasant in expression, lost his resolve, shattered. He, out of them all, with the fabrics of reality and time constantly being tailored to fit the calculations of his Lords agenda had failed him, he should have seen this coming. Yet he hadn’t, why was that? It was maddening, for the one person that mattered, how had he failed to keep them alive? Pray tell, how had he failed?

And then there was the prince, to whom this human had bestowed genuine compassion and companionship was lost on the high seas of anguish. His lofty ambitions, and the shore where his subjects waited were lost to him now, drowned in the waves of his despair.

Still, there was one thing abundantly clear to them all. The death of this human meant war, the very thing that the prince was working to avoid, brought this human to hell to achieve.

But so be it.

Someone had to brunt the sheer force of the depths emotion that they still couldn’t believe this human had summoned.

Someone had to pay.

INCORRECT QUOTE

HUMAN WORLD MATTRESS STORE

Diavolo: Oh! And they say this one here is made of memory foam? I'm not quite sure what that entails... maybe it increases your ability to remember dreams, would you like that MC?

MC, chuckling softly: Unfortunately, memory foam does not have those qualities, but honestly Dia I'd be happy with anything.

Dia, kicked puppy face activated: But only the best for my Queen-

MC: With all due respect babe I slept through college on a cardboard box and a Doona, I have no need for luxury, I am set, think of any situation and I can sleep through it.

Belphie: respect.

Incorreeeccct Quotion

Diavolo: I've ordained a ✨special✨ place in HELL just for you, MC

MC: IM SORRY WHAT? I REPENT, I REPEEENNNNTT-

Diavolo, gets down on one knee: On the throne, by my side, as ruler.

MC: Oh?! ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄

*Later*

Solomon: What d'you think he meant?

MC: well for the past year I been hoeing around an ungodly amount, so...

Solomon: AND? I've been doing it for millenia

Asmo, slapping Sol's ass affectionately: Ain't that the truth

Imagine that the bros and the dateables were all incredibly busy W/some important shit that was 'too dangerous' =_= for MC so that some crusty old inner circle demons were charged W/ their care,

Like these ancient beings are charged W/ this absolutely feral human from the inane 21st century, like the brothers would get blurry photographs taken from afar W/ descriptions such as,

'The gremlin has been fed,

And the bros would reply like,

'After midnight? Bruh you fucked up lmao, get yo house in order.'

Obey me, but five seconds in we've already lost our soul to some demon who promised us a dose of the *sniffs* good stuff (gender)- because holy shit these daemons absolutely radiate it. And NOW we're sitting outside Lucifer's office as the The Big Three reel from this our idiocy and Sol gives us a pat on the back bc we just broke a speedrunning record 🥳 🎉