Not for the first time, Lucifer found he couldn't understand why someone would kill another person. Especially when the person was someone they loved.
Sitting in the shower, he found himself staring at nothing with wide, teary eyes as the hot water poured over him. It enveloped him in a warm embrace he couldn't bring himself to find comfort in like he normally did. Hell, he couldn't even bring himself to acknowledge it at all.
There was nothing to acknowledge other than he had murdered his little brother.
There was nothing more for him in that moment beyond the emptiness that came with his heart shattering open. As he erased his brother from existence, permanently.
How could anyone kill someone they loved?
Lucifer's heart bled for the life he just took.
Something in his heart flicked on, and he screamed.
Alone, he screamed and wept, his eyes burning as he cried more than he had in eons.
I was struggling a lot with continuing this because the original idea I had for this chapter just wasn't vibing with me. I have a lot of it written, but I ahte it, so I finally threw my hands up and decided to go a different route rather than shove this fic to the shadows lmao.
I hope you're all doing well! Sorry this is so short, but I just felt it was better this way.
Some emotional pain~