Lucifer…
To many, his name strikes terror. Satan, the Devil, Beelzebub, the Lord of the Flies… His name is synonymous with all the pain and suffering in the world. Such a falsehood. Humans cause their own pain in their lives. Some like me may arrive, but we do so little in comparison to what they've already done.
To others, they seethe in anger at him. He was the first to defy God. To them, His creations, his machinations began to lead humanity down the road to damnation. But these fetid creatures, these humans, were more than willing to damn themselves. We barely lift a finger, and they throw themselves towards hell.
Few know him the way I do. In fact, only two others saw him the same as I, but they have fallen, because of two mortal brothers. Yet, these mortals were the ones that helped to free him. This was not irony, but a sense of justice, considering who they have taken away.
When I was younger, I looked at Lucifer in awe. He was wise, he was powerful, and he was radiant. The other two knew him as much of the same. His passion for power led him to create her, and that in turn led to our own creation. Yet, she is gone now, so that he can return after so long.
For you see, he is my father, and she, Lilith, his first, was my mother. I am Abaddon, son of Lucifer, elder brother to the slain ones, Azazel and Alistair. I am the Seed of Destruction, and I longed for this day. He is free, and I shall usher in his return with broken bodies and death. And those two, the Winchesters… They shall know true pain.
I swear it upon my father's name. Amen.
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Just a short little 300 word prose I wrote up. I may take this character and give him his due, but not for a while. And of course, there's the common practices (read, review, comment, etc.)