"Oh where have you been my blue eyed son?
and where have you been my darling young one?"
- A Hard Rains a-Gonna Fall - bob dylan
circa 200 years ago. Circa january, 1810 in hell. inside the palace of pandemonium.
Lucifer was bored. or, in any way the king of hell and ruler of all seven rings thereof could be. As he sat lazily on his large throne (which was designed to compensate for my short stature) besides the (slightly) smaller throne of his beloved, beautiful wife and queen Lilith, at the end of a long and wide ballroom.
A large opulent ballroom it was, the Walls filled on either side with paintings large and small by painters and artists of various amounts of fame throughout history. The walls of the ballroom was almost tackily coated with a small fringe of gold, not real gold.
Apparently, mammon hired the renovator and didn't want to truly give away all that gold that he truly wanted, so he cheaped out on hit. The pièce de resistance of this great ballroom was the massive crystal chandelier hanging ontop.
he was lazily sitting on his throne while he was wearing his usual clothing. He was wearing a snazzy red and white pinstripe suit with a large white tophat ontop. This was combined with an elegant cane with an apple on top that he carried everywhere he went to.
The apple ontop of his ivory cane wasn't real though, it was made out of wax. Despite that, the wax glistened so well that it could easily be mistaken for being a real apple.
As he was lounging on his throne, his eyes uninterested and bored, meanwhile Lilith's face seemed to indicate the opposite with her upturned smile and jittery though subdued arms. But to Lucifer the party was far too dull and uninteresting to stimulate him in any way.
it was a party for the nobles of hell, mostly consisting of hoity toit, pompous goetias. Every goetia regardless of their importance, from paimon to stolas, they were all there.
it was a party to celebrate the new year right after the extermination. Its importance showing the birth of a new year and the goetias survival of the extermination. The party was one could even describe as massive, though that wouldn't truly describe the sheer size of it.
All of the goetias had shown up in their finest clothing, together with all of their imp servants in tow carrying bag after bag with them. Of course, the imps would groan and quietly complain about it, but the goetias gave no heed to them.
Lucifer gazed at the table with sharp attention, 10 course meals combined with luxurious and rare delicacies from all over hell. Among others, meat from the wrath ring, cocktails from lust that could make your head spin in intense lust, and many, many other things layed on an incredibly long cylindrical table.
Lucifer simply rolled his eyes at it, "too many damn parties recently" thought Lucifer to himself as he felt his interest in it only the minimum amount required as a king and ruler, not actual enthusiasm or interest.
It was like a profound sense of emptiness inside of him, neither good, nor bad. He didn't have as large an enthusiasm for ruling hell as he had for so long in the past.
When he started ruling hell over 10000 years ago it had seemed as if he had this boundless stream of energy flowing through him at all times. He was thorough and involved in his ruling of hell involving himself in all of its decisions and facets thereof.
He ruled together with his wife lilith, whom he had eloped with after he had been banished from heaven for giving the apple of knowledge to eve.
"Eve" thought to himself in contemplation. She was a kind, innocent young woman whom he knew such a short time. His wife Lilith, although she was more beautiful than Eve, eve had a certain warmness that's indescribable to himself and all others.
He could still feel her warm touch and her gentle smile while laying ontop of warm summer grass. Her smile could melt away even the coldest, darkest hearts. Her innocence and lack of any malice meant so much to Lucifer. He had felt something within him that confused and confounded him, love.
He loved her so damn much, even to the point of wanting to make her one of his wives. but when he asked her to join him in hell, but she refused him point blank with a cold, angry stare in her face. The face communicated so many indescribable emotions in her, rage, disappointment, love. She said she couldn't trust someone who had caused the damnation of humanity.
Something came about him after she refused his offer, his head filled with something, it was fury. "That bitch!" Lucifer thought to himself as he stomped away from the tree and her, never to see her again.
"No!" Lucifer thought to himself, he couldn't think about her anymore, it would just hurt him even more. Lucifer banged his head over and over again as he tried to rid himself of that memory. He loved lilith so much more than eve anyway, she was worthless to him at this point, Lucifer dismissed to himself.
So, Lucifer kept lazily sitting on his throne he had kept staring at his wife lilith over, and over again with his big blue eyes almost boaring into her soul, if A demon could even have a soul at all,
It was like he was searching for something in her body with his eyes to excite himself in some meaningless way. Perhaps to arouse himself sexually or romantically and reawaken that part of him that could make love to lilith with the gusto of a hurricane. When she would quake under the strength and speed of his thrusts, and Where her moans felt like heaven (irony not intended)
Somehow He felt something in his heart start to warm and beat harder, and harder. His eyes started to flutter, his arms began to move with vigour from it being previously stationary and still.
what is this thing?, is it lust?, or is it love?", Lucifer thought to himself. These feelings were alien to him in a way, foreign almost. like he hadn't had these feelings in years.
But either way, Lucifer felt this sense of vitality and vigour in his body start to accrue, ( especially in his nether regions) like no other. his blood cells started to pump with ferocity and shot through his body like a bullet train.
it was subtle, but his arms and legs had started to move together, until his legs layed on each other in an almost laid back way. his face muscles contorted to such a way that it could resemble something utterly foreign to him in these meetings, a smile.
But then suddenly came a little imp scurrying to him with their little legs tapping on the floor to interrupt his momentary joy.
It was a short but well dressed red imp with a thin moustache and a noticeable frown on him. They were usually quite serious, as they were trained to be the utmost of quality worker imps for the nobles.
They were usually imps trained to be of the utmost quality, without failure and mistakes, as the goetias and nobles considered any mistake to be a complete and total failure.
He was carrying a clipboard with him in one arm and a fountain pen in another. to Lucifer it looked like a checklist with several spots marked off of it, but he was unsure of that whether that assessment was correct or not.
he came forward and bowed deeply to him sheepishly, his eyes never meeting lucifer's. "my lord and king" he said, trying to speak authoritively "Lord satan begs your immediate presence before him, as he says it is urgent." His voice almost quivering before him.
"poor sod" thought lucifer with pity, the servant's voice felt like it was almost trembling before him as he was speaking. it was probably satan's fault, that fucker's mug could kill an elephant.
lucifer had rolled his eyes at the mention of satan's name, he was a mean motherfucker, much different from the more "sophisticated" lucifer.
Either way he was a mean and angry old piece of work, better suited for the boxing ring and as a wrestler than as a ruler of hell under lucifer.
He practically radiated fear and power from him as he walked and talket. Also him being 100 feet tall and breathing fire including that (probably) helped.
"m'lord, i beg you of an answer, are you distracted?, lord Satan is a very impatient man and does appreciate tardiness in the slightest", said the imp in a high pitched and an almost daring voice, it seemingly displeased at lucifer's apparent lack of attention.
Lucifer quickly turned to the imp, he had been distracted upon hearing the imp say satan. That name conjured many, many memories lucifer had in his mind. They were a mix of good and terrible, and ranged from his time in heaven to recent ones in hell.
The amount was presumably due to lucifer and satan's intimate friendship and connection that had lasted millennia.
"yes, yes, i can hear you, servant" muttered lucifer, barely concealing his displeasure only with a very formal way of speech. "may you reiterate it for me, little bitty imp?. I was distracted by something in my mind that had my attention" lucifer uttered, with just a hint of condescension in his words that the imp felt in his gut like a sharp knife.
"well, well, sir. Lord satan requests your immediate presence for a regularly scheduled meeting with a few other sins. He wants to plan forward for the follwing year due to the recent extermination, and other issues."
"what things does he intend to bring up?" lucifer muttered drowsily, his eyes lazily moving up and down. "well," the imp said while shuffling through his stack of papers.
"he wants you to among other things, approve of several business ventures that he and mammon had agreed to earlier. Apparently, Lord mammon and lord asmodeus are arguing about an issue they have been having and this argument has grown dangerously fierce. It is the opinion of Lord beelzebub who wants you to sort this all out." The imp droned on in his formal voice, lucifer barely keeping attention to it.
"yes, yes, yes," lucifer kept reiterating, "it seems to me that it is all understood then, but where are they even having this meeting anyhow?" lucifer asked, curious. "M'lord, the room is located on the far end of this building" the imp said resolutely.
"it is located at the far end of this building, a meeting place" the imp said, his face upturned. "Understood" lucifer muttered, his palm up to his face. "you shall lead me there, little servant" lucifer spoke, his voice rich with condescension.
"yes, my lord, i shall lead you there" the imp said, his voice sounding relieved. "by the way, what is your name?" lucifer asked, his voice dripping with curiosity as his eyebrows were standing upturned.
"u-uh," the imp almost halted, his body suddenly jittered, not being expected to receive such an intimate question. "well," the imp spoke, his voice unyielding as he answered, "Jaxon, sir, that is my name". "my my my, such a, cute name," lucifer sweetly said.
"well, let's get on with this blasted meeting anyhow" lucifer said, his voice firm. "you lead the way then" lucifer spoke as he pointed his ivory cane to the imp as Jaxon responded with his body, nodding to what lucifer said.
the imp sighed with relief and a subtle, but noticeable smile returned to his face as the muscles in his body loosened up and relaxed. "m'lord just follow way" Jaxon's voice uttered, his voice had a tiny sense of jovialness in it.
Lucifer Started to climb out of his chair as heard a familiar voice beside him, lilith. "honey, where are you going?" lilith said, her voice laced with concern as she leaned against her throne.
"oh, it's just the usual, lilly. it's just a normal scheduled meeting that me and the other sins are supposed to have, nothing special or worrying to me". Lucifer firmly said to her with a strong smile on his face, trying his best to reassure her as he spoke to her in a sweet voice.
"i was just concerned for you" lilith said as she held his hand. "don't go foolin' around with anyone else, won't you?" lilith spoke in innuendo as one of her eyebrows stood up on her face.
"of course not!, i wouldn't ever, ever do that." Lucifer said, his voice partially flustered and shocked at such a proposal. "i reassure you, i am a former angel of god, i'm not so stupid to do that" Lucifer confidently said, but he safely lowered his voice when he talked about god.
"i was just being foolish to you then, goodbye" she reassured kissed him on the cheek, Lucifer's cheek bursting into a red blush which he tried to hide in vain. "thanks lilly, i'll go now" Lucifer said as he waved to her while climbing off his throne.
"you lead the way then, jaxon" Lucifer spoken to him like an order but more jovially in a sense. Jaxon followed this order as continued to march with Lucifer while standing a bit in front of him.
they continued to walk through the grand ballroom together while passing by seemingly terrified and curious goetias until they reached the large exit door.
It was a massive ornate door that didn't look too practical for use, but that's that. to the right and left of it were two of the biggest, meanest looking hellhounds you have ever seen.
Their bodies were riddles with scars that were only hidden by their suits that they were wearing. They looked like they could kill someone with just a simple scowl on their face.
"gentlemen, you may open this door for me and my friend here" said Lucifer quite sternly to them. "ay ay sir," the hellhounds said quite gruffly to them as the both opened the door which led into a large hallway.
They continued to walk until they would reach their destination.
SEVERAL HOURS LATER.
Lucifer continued to walk, his legs tired from how long it was taking. "how long is it taking?" said Lucifer to jaxon with a scowl on his face. "n-not-to-o m-much longer sir!" jaxon meekly said tried to hide his fear, but it was clear from the sweat dripping down his neck.
"i'm a bit impatient, it's not that this is physucally grating on my health, it's simply the time investment in this that's irritating me" Lucifer said, trying his best to reassure jaxon.
Lucifer felt a twinge of embarrassment at that, he was trying to comfort an imp. Why was he even doing this?, he was the goddamn sin of pride!. Maybe it was because of the tiny bit of sympathy he had for him, he did seem like a kind fellow just doing his job.
Lucifer continued to muse on this as he walked through the seemingly endless corridors of the palace of pandemonium. he should get some map set up to find through this maze of a palace.
He honestly felt surprised that knew as little about his own home as he did. Perhaps it was because he generally didn't walk around too often or for too long.
"can you tell me something?" Lucifer said abruptly. "What?, what do you mean by that?" jaxon replied, sounding startled. "i need to entertain myself with something, anything to do under this meandering walk. Maybe, about yourself and your colleagues?" Lucifer suggested to jaxon.
"well that's a bit private, but i'd be glad to share some stories about me and my colleagues if you'd want to" jaxon replied back, seemingly returning to normal.
"i'd be glad to listen to some stories, it would probably take my mind off of things anyway, so who'd you wanna talk about?" Lucifer asked cheerily.
"there is this really, really beautiful female colleague that i have, a beautiful red imp she is. She works as a servant delivering all sorts of things that any guests or other servants may need her. Whether it's food or drinks, she does it well and fast" jaxon spoke, his voice sounding dreamy.
"tell me more about her, age, appearance, whatever about her" Lucifer asked with a small hint of interest. "i am not sure of personal details around her, as we generally don't snoop around people's personal lives." jaxon replie, almost sounding displeased. "But i heard that she's in her early 20s and recently arrived from greed to earn a greater wage for her family" jaxon says to Lucifer.
"oooh, i see that she's quite young" Lucifer tells jaxon, pleasantly surprised. "of course so Lucifer, we need young, healthy workers, not senile old ladies and men" jaxon replied to Lucifer, almost like was self evident.
"sir" jaxon started to say while trying to make himself confident in front of Lucifer. "why are you so curious of this lowly imp?" jaxon asked, trying to be as brave as he could.
"the same reason as to why i asked you. Tell me, why would i be curious about you?, such a lowly little imp like you usually isn't worth my attention" Lucifer spoke, rather self evidently.
"well, uh,uh. I don't know really about that" jaxon tried to talk, but he just couldn't find something to reply to Lucifer. His voice was stuck in this throat, unable to come out.
"it's really quite simple, my curiosity provoked me as such, you creatures are so fascinating to me. Nobody ever focuses on your kind, so your people becomes almost enchantingly exotic to me" Lucifer told jaxon with a gentle, almost parental voice that could be construed as paternalistic.
"let's get back on track, shouldn't we?" Lucifer told jaxon with gusto. "what is her name, by the way" Lucifer asked jaxon. "i think her name was..." jaxon thought to himself, trying to recall her name.
"... It think it was Minnie," jaxon finally said after a small delay in his voice. "cute name" Lucifer muttered, contemplating to himself as he heard it.
"You may speak about yourself, jaxon" Lucifer gently ordered him. "I am currently, 40 years old...", "ooh, you're appearance is deceiving, jaxon" Lucifer suddenly interrupted jaxon with his slick voice. "well, i'm 40 years old, currently married and with two children" jaxon continued to talk.
"where are you from, jaxon and what about your family?" Lucifer asked inquisitively.
"my family hails from wrath, sir. I was born into a large family of imp farmers. I'm the eldest son, my parents held high expectations on me. When there was a drought and there was little currency around i swore to them that i would work to earn money elsewhere and send it back to them" jaxon quietly muttered, his wrath accent clear in his voice as he spoke.
"that's... sweet." Lucifer tersely replied, not knowing how to answer back. "speaking of family..." Lucifer nervously started to speak, trying to redirect the conversation to something else. "what about Minnie and her family?" Lucifer continued to ask, his voice trying to sound happy.
"i haven't heard much of her family, she remains pretty private about it. She doesn't want to share any amount of private information about her. The only thing i heard of her was that she came here to earn more family" jaxon scratched his head as he told Lucifer this. "i understand" lucifer said quite abruptly to him.
then lucifer saw something in the distance, a door. It was a large ceremonial door that stood 10 x 10 meters tall. it was ornate and encrusted with jewels, diamonds and other precious metals.
"There's the meeting place!" though lucifer to himself in jubilation. He could distinctly recognize the door, it led into a large meeting place reserved for only the most important of hell's nobility and leadership.
"finally!" said lucifer abruptly, a smile started to curl around his lips as he saw the door. Jaxon noticed the door, a sigh of relief emanating from his mouth as he noticed it.
Lucifer picked up the pace as he and Jaxon started to jog through the corridor until they reached it. lucifer started to gently open the door while it creaked from the opening.
Upon the opening of said door could be heard a low growling sound in the distance from an unknown individual. When lucifer finally opened the door and sighed in relief, jaxon wasn't so joyfull.
The room was a large circular chamble with a central table in it. Sorrounding it were several stuffed chairs upon which several of the sins were lounging on. and on the largest one stood a silhuetted figure that emanated smoke from him, satan.
It is difficult to truly comprehend satan, but as far as a human could understand, he was wearing a mauve tanktop with golden lapels. He had also ripped of his shirt arms, which showed off his muscular red skin that he loved to flex.
The first thing lucifer saw upon entering the room was the hulking silhuette of satan, smoke was emanating from his nostrils like it was a man who'd just smoke an entire pack of cigarettes in a row.
Lucifer briefly saw the color leaving the face of jaxon, sweat pooling in his foirehead like a small waterfall. Jaxon's arms were twitching like crazy, several pieces of paper fell to the ground.
"You're late" satan growled in a bellowing voice while he stared at jaxon, the fury in his face only barely held back. "s-sa-satan, i'm so sorry!, please!, please!, have mercy on me!. i was only late due to the size of this building." jaxon begged and groveled as he threw himself on the floor.
The sin of greed, Mammon simply rolled his eyes at this, he was here for something else entirely, this was simply unimportant to him. To the contrary, Asmodeus, the sin of lust's eyes were piqued with interest, this much drama was interesting!.
Smoke bellowed from Satan's nostrils as said "excuses!, excuses!, excuse this!, excuse that!" satan bellowed as he flung his arms around. "Can't you do anything correct, you pitifull sack of shit!" satan fumed with fury as his long, meaty arms nearly grabbed at jaxon's arm.
"enough!" lucifer intervened with his mighty voice booming across the room, it was so loud that even belphagor slightly moved her head. "let's not be too angry to him, satan. the palace was far to complex and winding for him to understand, of course we'd get lost in it" lucifer defended jaxon as he spoke.
Jaxon calmed down as he quickly scurried down to a chair in the corner and where he sat down to evade any attention. It was almost like he deflated upon sitting on the chair, even a smile returned to his face as he stared up at the ceiling.
Satan growled for a few seconds before the smoke in his nostrils satiated "fine!, but we should get back to the matter at hand, shouldn't we?" said Satan in his gruff voice while smoke gently exited his nostrils. The other sins nodded to this as lucifer strolled and took his seat at the end of the table.
Meanwhile, 3 female servants who were clad in maid's clothes stepped into the room carrying trays of food and assorted drinks. The drinks consisted of snacks and chips, while the drinks seemed like very strong spirits. Though the food wasn't exactly what one could describe as "high quality" or "gourmét" in any sense of the word..
each of the servants carried with them several trays to each of the sins, noticeably beelzebub had larger amounts and portions of food and alcohol. Asmodeus tried to flrit with one of them to the result of only a glare from one of the servants. Satan continued to stare sternly as one of the servants feebily delivered his food and snacks.
As lucifer received his tray of food and drinks, he held up and stared at the bottle of vodka he received, and he unimpressed was unimpressed with it. The bottling quality of it was subpar to say the least, probably mammon wanted to give them to the sins as a "present". But this would have to do, he had no real other options than what he got.
What didn't notice on the bottle as he stared at it, was the peeling paper describing its alcohol by content.
What the text supposedly said was, "50% alcohol by volume. But the peeling sticker revealed its true contents which were unknown to lucifer, "90% alcohol by volume" eerily stood on the bottle.
Lucifer fumbled around with the papers that he had, "we shall go through all of our issues on the docket then," lucifer said to the sins. So they did it, since most of these things were of little importance lucifer was rarely engaged in these discussions. They were mostly small and unimportant or petty issues by the sins that lucifer didn't have much knowledge of.
Nothing truly interesting happened besides when mammon complained that asmodeus allegedly had relations with a male imp. Mammon accused him of having sexual relations with a lower class male imp, who was a former circus performer.
None of these allegations were substantiated by any form of credible evidence besides hearsay, and asmodeus vigorously denied these allegations. Though his face became noticeable red and flustered when he responded to this.
Each time another sin like mammon or satan droned on and on and blabbered on with another speech while complaining about something lucifer couldn't give a shit about. He took another swig of the alcohol he was given to by the maids and used it soothe his frustration.
He would pour it into his fancy wine glass and take a small swig of it every 10 or so minutes. most of the other sins didn't notice this or were too wrapped up in their own petty squabbles to notice this.
Each after the other, he'd became more and more intoxicated. His speech and and movement became just a bit more slurred and halted, despite this, no one said a word of this in fear of his wrath.
But he couldn't get truly intoxicated, like a human could. Due to the fact that he was such a high ranking demon and former angel, alcohol didn't effect him too harshly, either mentally or physically, like a human would.
For example: he couldn't get sick off of and get liver cancer or would become shitfaced drunk. That last part has helped him save face on many a occassions with other important nobles and elites.
But it did effect him in much subtler ways, ways that the other sins wouldn't notice given their lack of attentiveness. But it would become apparent to anyone talking to him of the changes in him upon his ingestion of very strong spirits and alcohol.
Asmodeus with his keen eyes would notice something very peculiar with lucifer's face. It looked like it had become dehydrated, like if someone had taken a dish towel and rinsed it of all liquid. His eyes puffed up and had become partially red in appearance.
Asmodeus contemplated on whether he should do ANYTHING at all. Should he intervene in something that technically wasn't his business?, though lucifer was one of his closest friend and allies... maybe he should just check up on him later!, what could possibly happen with a bit of alcohol?.
The sin of lust dismissed that thought and returned to the meeting at hand. Satan droned on and on about something he couldn't care less about and Lucifer unfurled the sleeve of his shirt to reveal a watch on his wrist. The watch was elegant, goldplated with a engraved painted snake and apple on it.
Lucifer glared at the clock with a stare that could kill an elephant, his eyes squinted at the numbers it stood on, "17:50" it read clear as day. A smile started to return to lucifer's face as he finally understood it, only 10 minutes left and he'd be free!.
In between this jubilation, at the corner of his eye lucifer noticed one thing that caught it, a very beautiful thing. Something so marvelous and incredible, he just needed to look at it, he had too. His brain, his heart, his mind, he needed to look. A woman, a very beautiful woman.
As the minute hands on his clock ticked away, he stared at the beautiful lady to the right of him. The woman he gazed at was a medium tall imp who was wearing traditional french maid clothes.
Lucifer kept staring at her in silent aww, perhaps in a way one might consider inappropriate towards other people, especially due to his higher status as the king of alcohol. But the alcohol was still wearing strong on him, so that kept his inhibitions in check
He gazed at her outfit, a nice tidy apron with cute headwear, ooooh it was too much to bear for him!. Those sultry thighs, along with those tempting high heeled shoes, it made it almost unbearable for him to keep staring at her.
As he moved his eyes up her body, it eventually landed on her face. her eyes, oh her beautiful eyes!, they were so big, red and beady, so cute too~. Her red cheeks looked so pincheable to him, he just wanted to smother her in his kisses.
He felt his entire body wanting to just pounce on her, like a feral dog on a rib of meat. It felt like he was possessed by the sin of lust, but it didn't feel like lust to him.
As the heat in his nether rose like a kindling fire, blood starting flowing to his lower abdomen. Something long and girthy started growing in his underwear, subtly and slowly.
But it was all interrupted by something unexpected, the ringing of a clock. The clock rang out with a loud screech as the minute hands clearly showed the time, "18:00" 6 pm.
Lucifer's face was filled with dread at the sight of it, he needed more time, he wanted to keep staring at this venus of an imp.
His mind raced with possible solutions, maybe he could extend the meeting?, but that wouldn't fly with the other sins one bit. Every other solution to this problem was either contrived or impossible to execute.
Lucifer kept blankly staring at her as the other sins rose from their chairs and left the meeting room. The only person that stayed was asmodeus, for some serious discussion that he needed to have.
Asmodeus strolled to lucifer with a tight smile on his face, conceiling his concern for him. "hey lucy?" asmodeus tried to talk to lucifer, mentioning his nickname. "oh, it's fine. i just drank alot of those shitty wines that mammon gave us." lucifer told asmodeus with a straight face, expertly conceiling any deception.
"phewww, thanks, i just thought that maybe if you need some "pleasure", you can get it from me at any time, dear friend" asmodeus said to lucifer reassuringly.
"it's fineeeee, don't worry so much about me" lucifer said to asmodeus as he patted him on the back. "i guess if you're fine, i'll go" asmodeus nonchalantly said as he left the room.
As asmodeus left the room, lucifer sighed of relief. Meanwhile, lucifer thought to himself "i need her, i need her, somehow, someway. no matter what it takes" in an almost possessive tone, poisoned by his drunken stupor. "i'll get her, soon~" lucifer lustfully thought to himself as he stared as the female servant left the room, he'd get her soon enough, very soon.