This is just something that I thought of earlier today, and it wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it out. I'm working on Demon's Wish though, I swear!
I never considered myself a sinner. I always tried to be good and spread love and kindness throughout the Netherworld. Though, when Seraph Lamington called me to
him and told me that I had to repent for my sins, oddly enough, I wasn't scared or surprised. I knew what was coming. In fact, I had completely accepted my fate. I
was told I was being punished for wounding angel soldiers. But I think I was being punished for another reason. A reason that neither I nor the Seraph could mention
at that point in time. I think I had to repent for falling in love with the Overlord. It would have been bad enough if I had fallen in love with just any demon. But I fell in
love with their king, their ruler, the Overlord. The fact that I'm older than him really didn't help either. As I was envolped in a bright white light, I could hear his voice call
me. When I looked into his ruby eyes, I saw a mix of emotions I never thought I'd see in them. I saw pain, desperation, and sorrow. He held out his hand to me, and I
wanted so desperately to take it. I wanted to run to him, to hold him, to wipe that expression of fear and anguish off of his face. I wanted to tell him it would be all
right. To just say, "Let's go home." But all I could do was smile and hand him my pendant. If I couldn't return with him, I could at least leave him a memory of me. I
don't know what happened for the short time that I was a flower, but when I returned, I was on the ground, looking at all the faces around me. Etna, and Mid-boss,
and Seraph Lamington, all smiling and happy. And then I heard his voice, and with his hand held to me, he spoke. "Let's go home." I don't know if loving him is a sin,
but if it is, I think I'd prefer to stay a fallen angel.
Flonne's talking about Laharl, in case you couldn't tell. I plan on making one in Laharl's POV, but for now, tell me what you thought of this please!