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Devildom 23 millennials after the fall
The cold breeze throughout the air always lingers even on the warmest of days.
Lord diavolo wanted to build a school with exchange students. A rumor that has filled the devildom air that no one will admit. Like who would even consider disrespecting Diavolo? The future king.
The 7 demon Brothers however have other plans…
"Hey uh.. Lucifer, may I talk to you for a moment?" Diavolo started off a little awkward, slowly choosing what words to say.
“Before you go, I’d like for you to inform your brother’s about the idea. I want to know their opinions and outlooks on how the situation might play out.” Diavolo smiled, He wasn’t usually confident about some of his Ideas involving the school. So the council was the next best thing to make in his opinion.
Lucifer stood there for a second before humming, “I see. I think it’s an excellent idea, My lord. I’ll inform them as soon as I get home.”
Despite.. not exactly trusting the idea, Lucifer didn't want to disobey lord Diavolo, after all he did help bring him and his brothers on their feet after.. the fall..
Diavolo seemed happy with the answer as he gave a stained smile to Lucifer and turned around. "Oh and by the way" Diavolo started, who paused his walking to turn back at Lucifer, “Please try to make sure your brothers understand my decision” Diavolo smiled and he started walking out the door leaving Lucifer on his own.
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Entering the house of Lamentation was never a thrilling experience, It was always gloomy.. But Lucifer was used to the bitter feeling of their new home.
Lucifer tossed his paperwork near his seat in the dining room. This alerted Levi, Making him poke his head from the Living Room couch, but saying nothing more. “Levi, Go get your brother’s.” Leviathan shivered slightly before getting up to get his brothers.
A couple minutes later Lucifer could hear the footsteps coming down the stairs, the commotion causing his head to ache more, adding to his aggravation.
All 6 brothers arrived, sitting in their respectful spots at the table. “Lucifer? What’s with the sudden call.” Mammon asked, his hand moving to his chin to support his head. Lucifer glared at his younger brother for his rude posture but decided to brush it off.
“Diavolo wanted me to talk to all of you about his new idea.” This made everyone stiffen up, whenever Lucifer talks about Diavolo they have to take it seriously. “What about it?” Levithan asked, sitting up from his slumped position.
“He wants to know your opinion about an exchange Program.” Lucifer didn’t add onto that, he waited for his brother’s response. “Eh..? Could you explain more..? What type of exchange?” Asmo asked curiously, Lucifer turned his gaze to Asmo. “We’ll be changing out two demons for each Realm.” Satan perked up, “What Realms? You can’t just leave us on a blank subject like that.”
“Mind your manners, Satan.” Satan scoffed, waiting for Lucifer to once again specify what he meant. “As far as I know there will only be two Realms. Celestria, and the human world.” Belphie picked his head up and furrowed his brows. “What? Why? There’s no reason to invite any of the two here.” Belphie hasn’t been thrilled with the topic of either realm since the loss of their sister.
Lucifer paused looking at Belphie, “That's what the Lord wants and he wanted your… opinions.” Lucifer paused again, not liking the word too much.
“So you want an opinion eh Lucifer?” Belphie grinned as a look of terror formed on Mammons face, but Belphie wasn't addressing that nor did he notice the change in his older brother's posture.
“What are you talking about?” Lucifer's face morphed into his usual glare.. but it was.. off.
“Well. I think this is one of the worst idea's Diavolo has ever HAD. It's ridiculous and unnecessary. Why do we even want people here in the human realm along with CELESTRIA.” Belphie was moving his hands as he talked hoping to get the frustration out on how ridiculous this idea was.
“How fucking dare you even consider not giving LORD DIAVOLO RESPECT, especially that attitude that you have- Its unacceptable! Proper yourself Belphegor.” Lucifer started shouting at Belphie which made the rest of the brothers flinch,
Belphie slammed his hands down on the table as he stood up from his seat, “You can't make me bow down to your pReCioUs DiA, Lucifer!” Belphie snarled as he mocked Lucifer's words.
“Not only that, you don't even listen to our opinions anyway!” Belphie continued, feeling the hot anger bubbling inside him. But he made sure he kept his cool, making sure his demon form didn’t come out. It would only make the situation worse.
Lucifer stood there, his fist balling up in anger at the words his youngest just sprouted out of his grotesque mouth.
“Everyone’s dismissed, EXCEPT for Belphegor.” Lucifer started as he glared at his younger brother,
The brothers hesitated, especially Beel and Mammon, but Mammon gathered the brothers despite the amount of protest. What Lucifer didn't know is that Mammon was on the sidelines watching.
There was nothing but silence till it was broken with a harsh slap. Mammon flinched and pressed his back to the wall more, sticking around just in case he had to step into Lucifer’s rage fit.
Belphie’s breath staggered, Lucifer had never laid his hands on any of them. Sure he’d been rather aggressive after the fall but this…
This was new, Belphie never liked new things.
“What is your PROBLEM BELPHEGOR?” Lucifer’s voice.. It was silked with anger, He only yelled at Mammon like that- Belphie suddenly regretted his words against Diavolo.
“I.. I only stated my opinion, Like you and Diavolo suggested.” Belphegor bit his tongue, Lucifer’s resolve was disappearing by the second. “That is no excuse to disrespect the man that SAVED YOUR SISTER.” Belphie flinched again, “our” has been replaced with “your” how… How cold-hearted could he get?!
“Lucifer…” Lucifer’s eyes met belphie’s, “Lilith isn’t with us! He did NOTHING TO AID US! She won't even be herself when she comes back.. why can’t you see that?!” Belphie had transformed into his demon form, his nails digging into his own chest as he gripped his shirt tightly, his smile was twitching, hoping that Lucifer would snap out of whatever haze he was under- He wanted his big brother back.
Lucifer grit his teeth, “HE HAS DONE EVERYTHING FOR US. HE AIDED US WHEN WE NEEDED AND HE PROMISED LILITH ANOTHER LIFE!” Belphie decided he didn’t want to hear anymore. “Your head is so far up Diavolo’s ass that you don’t even know what's going on around you! He didn’t send soldiers during the war, he didn’t tend to our wounds till we FELL! Lilith WONT come back! She won’t be herself… You don’t even acknowledge us anymore! Have you noticed how Levi and Mammon tense around you? They’re scared of you!”
Lucifer took a step towards Belphie, Now in his demon form. He had heard enough. Belphie let out a pained squeak as Lucifer gripped his wrist, “what the hell?! Lucifer let go!” Belphie struggled out of the stronger demon's grip. “You’ll learn your lesson and you’ll be cooperative about it.” Lucifer’s grip tightened, almost crushing the slimmer’s wrist, he was scared. “Lucifer let me go- I-I won't speak against him!—” Belphie’s eye’s were laced with tears, he had NEVER seen Lucifer livid at him.
“Be quiet.”
Mammon stepped in and put a hand on Lucifer’s shoulder “Lucifer! Look at what yer’ doing! You’re hurtin’ him!” Lucifer whipped his head to Mammon, “get your hands off of me Mammon, This is between me and Belphegor.” Mammon’s eyes narrowed. “No— Lucifer Let him go! He understands his ‘mistake’, please-” Mammon was silenced with a slap to the cheek. “CARUS. Leave it or so, help me. I will do the same to you.” Mammon and Belphie’s face retorted into utter fear, they haven’t heard that name in… A while.
Mammon twitched as he uncomfortably let go, “Lucifer, promise me you won’t do anything bad- I can’t—” Lucifer sent him a glare before storming off with Belphegor, dragging him along.
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The sound of banging against the door echoed throughout the room that confined the youngest brother, his throat already burning from screaming his lungs out, it seemed that no one could hear him. But he could hear Mammon and Lucifers argument outside the door.
Then, he noticed a journal with a pen.
Belphie had lost count on how many weeks he was in the attic.. He spent most of his time Rambling to the walls and sleeping, He had given up trying to get out. No one would hear him either way.
Sleeping became even more of a coax to convince his feeble body he was fine. But his brain didn’t seem to get the jist of it, always convincing him his body ached, was hungry, thirsty, deprived of something.
Sleeping wasn't hard, he was always naturally tired anyways, but he’d been extremely tired the last few days. His mind had convinced him he’d get out soon, and sleeping through the days made it seem like only a few weeks had passed.
Coughing interrupted the demon's slumber as he shot up from his sleeping position to grip at his throat, he was pretty sure he could taste something metallic. But he doesn’t know why— He hasn’t eaten in a while… His stomach constantly hurts. So naturally he brushed it off.
Till a week later.
He’s been coughing fits very frequently and his body decided to get rid of his bodily fluids, his muscles were reducing rapidly. And as disgusting as It sounds, his piss was tainted red- I mean.. not that he could urinate frequently due to dehydration… His legs looked puffy and were hard to move.. Probably swollen. But he knew he was in trouble when he realized his heart would randomly speed up at times. Plus… Vomiting on an empty stomach wasn’t usually a good sign for demons— Hell, none of what was mentioned was good for him nor a demon. Was his magic failing him? Or his body… He couldn’t answer the question himself. Both of those options were absolutely deadly for a demon.
Belphie’s chest had been hurting recently, and the room seemed to be lightly spinning half the time. He could live through it though, he just had to wait a bit longer.
Belphie sat up against the mattress, the soft cushion aiding his drooping head, he had been passing out lately. His heart wouldn’t stop speeding up during random hours of the day, He knew he was in for it.
Belphie’s blurry gaze met the journal. He could wait 9 more days.. A page for Lucifer, Beel, Satan, Levi, Asmo, Mammon, Mephis, and the others.
Entry 1 ; Lucifer.
Sometimes I wonder what happened to you, what happened to my big brother.
Even in celestria I noticed. We all noticed,
You hurt all of us and you tucking put me in here, I wanna hate you, I really do. All the torture I dealt with, demons or not we're not pure blooded demons. We used to be angels Lucifer, you were gods fucking favorite.
And yet… you still got us- HERE.
Diavolo isn't even related to you. You just suck his ass 24/7 while you put your brother in here for not agreeing with him. I know I'm running out of time because you-
You left me to die. Just like Lilith.
I hope you're happy.
Once Belphie decided the entry was complete he lightly tossed the journal and pen to the side, his body too exhausted to hold the pen any longer, his heart was acting up too. Maybe another nap was needed.
Belphie woke up the next day, feeling worse. But he had to get through this. He wanted to give his family the most proper goodbye he could at the moment.
Belphie rolled on his side, groaning from the chest pain but ignored it. He sat up and grabbed the journal. Making a routine of writing and sleeping didn’t sound too bad… It was a quicker way to get this shit over with.
Now that he was situated he decided who he should write about. Maybe he should’ve made a list. A list! He wouldn’t have to debate who he was going to write to every morning.
Lucifer
Beelzebub
Satan
Leviathan
Asmodeus
Mammon
Mephistopheles
Simeon
Raphael
Maybe Barbatos too…
Then, Diavolo
And lastly…
Lilith.
With the list decided he started to work on Beel’s entry.
Entry 2 ; Beelzebub.
Hey Beel! I’m sorry I had to say goodbye like this. I don’t want you to blame yourself for this either.
I hope you’re eating well… I’m sure not. But that aside, I want you to be healthy when I’m gone. Take care of yourself, yeah?
You mean so much to me. I’ve always looked up to the way you could eat so little and so much, and the way you’d always stay postive dispoye peopke thinking otherwise… I want you to always look ahead, not back. Nothing was your fault and I'm so glad to be brought into this world as your sibling. You gave me a different look on the world. Without you I’d probably be sleeping my day away! As I am now. (Scribbled out)
Make sure yiu get lots of rest and eat well, I’ll be watching ypu! And hey, Don’t forget that I love you. Okay Beelzebub? I live you so much and you can’t say otherwise.
Belphie let out a scoff as he smiled at the last bit, drawing one of those stupid devil emoji he'd use to express anger. He wanted to make Beel feel “at ease” reading his Page. He knew it’d be hard for Beel to accept the fact that He’s gone, It always is.
Belphie woke up, looking around. The journal was still in his hands. He must’ve passed out, but that wasn’t relevant. He decides to push it aside and starts on his next Entry. They’ve been all he could look up to lately.
Entry 3 ; Satan.
I know we had differences. Nobody wanted to keep you once we found you, hell… Even Mammon was a little resistant! But even so…
You were born from Lucifer's anger, sadness, and of course grief.
I won't lie to you, no matter how much we've fought, and how hard you were to manage when you were younger over your anger
I will always love you as my brother no matter how hard things get, just remember your brothers are with you:)
You should take care of yourself and our brothers, you're still Satan himself.
Don't get mad at Lucifer no matter how much he's an asshole. Just make sure our brothers are safe…
Thank you.
Belphie did think he could have written a better entry for Satan, but they didn’t really socialize with each other. Causing an obvious gap in their relationship, but belphie discarded it. Satan was his brother, and nothing will change that.
Despite his shaky hands he doodled small drawings on the page, soon drifting off to sleep to start again.
Belphie decided to stop staring out the window of the attic, he’ll savor those images later. He wanted to do what was most important to him.
Entry 4 ; Leviathan
Hey Levi, I love you.
I know after the fall everything got out of hand, especially when we were learning our sins
Especially with how lucifer started acting like it was our fault, I just wanna tell you you're doing great and it's no one's fault
Despite how annoying you get you are still my older brother who I grew up with in celestria and that won't change anything
I'm sorry I have to go like-
This..
But just stay strong for me Leviathan
I know how bad your sin can get during these situations, but unlike me- I want you to stay strong. I want you to look over our brothers, Keep them safe.
I knoe you can do it! You’ve always been good at cheering people up, hell I should br the one eith envy.
Also, krPlease don't push the others away, nothing good will come from it. I trust yhat you can fo yhat, right Levithan?
Remember that I’ll always love you, now. Don’t go do anything reckless.
Belphie put the pen down and frowned at the letter, he’s been getting worse with the way he’s wording things. But he’ll have to go through it, he doesn’t want to leave his brothers with empty pages!
But.. Maybe empty pages were enough to describe this feeling.
Belphie gasped for air from waking up— Things have been going so fast lately… it only seems like it's been an hour per entry.. his heart wasn't helping, the random spikes in speed made him worry. Worry that he won't finish the entries.
Despite his obvious thin appearance his legs were puffy and ached with each movement, they’d been swollen for a while now. Agh.. everything about this was really annoying.
Entry 5 ; Asmodeus
Anything I write is for yky and our brothers, and despite how we ended up asmodeus, I know how special you are to me and everyvoy else
you are a charm and don't let lucifer tell you itherwise.
I'm sorry for how everything is and why it is I don't know why ig us this way
I'm sorry you lost yourself along the way since the fall but you still kept going despite everything
Asmo, You were a wonderful brother. And I hope you continue to be. Fon’t let my death effect you of the others okay?
Belphie sighed, His hand shaking as he ran his hand through his hair, it’s getting harder and harder to write. Breathing was becoming an issue too. And due to his swollen legs and lack of energy he just couldn’t sit up to sleep on his bed. The only comfortable thing for him as of now would be his pillow…
But that’s covered in vomit.
Belphie growled out before coughing slightly, internally cursing Lucifer out.
Belphie doesn’t even know how he could physically vomit- there was nothing in his system. Lucifer had stopped stopping by a few weeks ago. Mammon couldn’t get past the barrier either-
Wait.
Mammon knew.
Mammon
Fucking
Knew.
And all Lucifer has been doing is preventing his big brother from helping him— just leaving him to die a slow, painful death.
…
Entry 6 ; Mammon
Hey Big brother,
I know it's been hard after the fall and I'm sorry, I wish it was better for all of us and especially you.
I know having to take care of us and especially Satan after the fall and losing Lilith (cross out)
It's been harder for you, especially since you pushed your emotions away to take care of us… Even it we pushed you away in return. I honestly don’t know how you did it. I woukldve shut down a century after al pf that.
I lobe you Mammy and you're probably sobbing your eyes out as you can't help me out of this hell. I dont plame you, you couldnt help. But, please remember. Nothing is your fault.
And I'll be honest, I'm slowly dying.
When you find these it's probably the end of me and my legacy..,
I want you to take care of yourself and our brothers and punch the fuck out of Lucifer. I’m sorry if this letter is shorter than the rest, I don't know what to say to you..
I wish I was better to you, I’m sorry for pushing you away. Please take cate of yourself, I love you so mcuh.
Belphie sighed out, dropping his shaking arm to his side, ‘just 4 more days..’ he reassured himself— Taking deep breaths to try and calm his posture. These entries were hell to him. (yet still somehow gave him hope and will to keep going.)
It seemed he had fallen asleep again, he couldn’t even remember trying to sleep. It was no longer a comfort—It was something he feared. What if he fell asleep and never woke up? He still had to finish his letters.
Pushing his growing fear away, he meekly picked up the pencil, grabbing the journal to begin another entry. It's all he could look forward to, it reminded him he was still alive and had something to thrive for. At least for a little while longer.
Entry 7 ; Mephistopheles
Hey Memphis, i dont exactlu know how to address ghis entry to you. Things wrre kond of awkward between us. But, i’m glad i got to share my love with you. Seeing you in the hall brightened the gloomy skies of devildom ever so slightly.
I’m sorry i cant continue our future together, please dont yearn fo me.. I wont be able to be with you. Dont get yourself in throuble either… Not for me. Do ghings for yourself—And, look after beel for me? The others too…
I love you, Mephis.
Belphie’s eyes threatened to tear up- He’s been getting more emotional with each letter, making him feel weak. But this letter made him feel awkward, he and Memphis were about to hit a month and a half in their relationship before he ended up here. Belphie’s eyes widened and shut tightly, tears sliding down his cheek, his chest. His heart rate was speeding up again and he started coughing… The next 3 days will be a nightmare.
Belphie woke up gasping for air, since his body is getting weaker, things start failing. Like the lungs.
Belphie groaned out and gripped his chest with whatever strength he had in the moment, before catching his breath and shifting his sight to the journal, frowning.
Entry 8 ; Simeon
You know, I hated you sometimes
However it's nothing you could have changed or thenreasons you think I would hate you for.
Me being stuck in this tiny toom as I canr breathe as it's gwettib harder to even sit up.
I appriciatw yoy taking carebof me and my brigjers in celestria, especiqlly when they need it the mostb, i got jealous somstimes, either because lucifer wasnt like that but it was better to have somebody lile thay at least
I want you to keep taking csrebof mu brothers for me as i know i wont make it qnynlongerb
Thank you, Simeon. I love you.
Belphie stared at the page in sorrow. It was not one of his best works, but what more could he do? He doesn’t have the energy to re-write it. He just hoped Simeon would be able to read it, Damn.. He didn't even get everything he wanted on the page.
Belphie woke up later than usual.. Shit. It was catching up to him.
He let out a low grumble as he reached for the pen, his muscles aching with any effort. He soon flipped through the journal pages to find the page labeled “9.”
Entry 9 ; Raphael
I expect this letter to gt to you ratger late. But I wanted to include you too, though you didnt follow us on our journey- I appreciate you being a good friend.
I’m sorry we couldnt bond more navknin (in) celestria. I suppose we werent thai mucj alike.
I'm going to keep this letter short. I have no idea what fo say to you…
Thanks, Raphael. You were a nice friend. I’m hlsd we met.
Belphie scowled at the page— Lord was he awkward. He didn’t know spending little time with someone could affect the way you write to them.
Oh well.
Belphie woke up staring at the journal, it was like it was haunting him.
Jeez couldn't he have anything to comfort him without making him feel uneasy? __No.__
Entry 10 ; Barbatos
Writing this seems lkke a wate of time to me especiqlly to you, however I wanted to stay my goodnues and tanks.
I appriciatw what you and Diavolo did for me and my brothers, especially when we needed it the most. You're one of the most needed person I've ever needed. Especiqlly after the fall.
It's getting harder to breath as I write this and sityih up hirts.
Thank you bsrbatos.
Belphie was tired. Exhausted, and overall just sick of everything. The page was haunting him, his misspelled words, his sloppy handwriting that made letters look like others. It was so aggravating. but he couldn’t give up now, as his time was limited, so became his mind.
I guess that is what makes it a necessity to finish this gruesome task.
Entry 11 ; Diavolo
I fudunsking hate you as aha weghole.
Not even in the wysays that it's your fauttlt, I just wish lucisgfer cared about us more than kissing your sorry asegs.
But that's not whegy I'm writgeing this
My breaths are limiteagd as my writying slows, the hawndwrqtiting sloppy as I go
I wantetd to say tlanks and include you too, I hope devfhildom shapes into your vision.
Even if I didn't agree wį–
Belphie struggled as his hand gave out on the last word, his hands trembled and shook as he tried his best to write at least something.
The pencil fell out of his hands as he passed out from exhaustion.
When did he fall asleep? He doesn't want to sleep… It was all too much.
One last day.
Entry 12 ; Lilith
I'm sorry
Im.sorru how it ended
You.didng deserve it
You could've lived better
Even eigj ljcifer as a brother, and how we all fell, it could've been better
I'm so fuckinh sorry
Belphie tore a sob in his throat as he's writing the page, his heart quickening and slowing rapidly, his hand shook- He couldn’t move anymore.
His breaths were labored as his eyes slowly rolled back, staring at the morning “sunlight” through the roof windows. His mouth felt dry, dryer than the last four days. He couldn’t use the bathroom, He couldn’t move, He couldn’t cry. He wanted to cry. He misses Beel, Mammon, Asmodeus, Satan… He couldn’t— He could never see them again.
His ears rang as the light got brighter, the room span, but just then. For a second, the room stopped, A dove… A dove flew around him, his eyes lazily tracked it as it stopped orbiting him, resting in front of him before chirping. “Li..Lily….” He gasped, his voice raspy as his head hung low.
“Belfagel… Belfagel…..” The bird chirped again as he felt a warm embrace take him, The pain was gone.
Mammon's legs tremored, he couldn’t itch at the feeling in his brain that something was wrong. He was sitting in the TV room, with Beel, Levi and Asmo. “Will you quit that Mammon? It’s annoying.” Asmo spoke up, annoyed with the tapping of his foot over the TV. “ Sorry “Smo.” He mumbled before continuing. “I’ve got a bad feelin’.” He leaned back into the couch, Beel looked over at him, munching on some chips. “About what?” Mammon lifted his head to Beel, his eyes darkening with sorrow. “Belphie. Isn’t it weird how quickly he was sent to the human world? We weren’t even informed that the program has started yet.” He grumbled, rubbing a loose coin in his pocket. Asmo looked over at him, his lips forming into a line, “I mean.. Yeah, I haven’t seen any exchange students yet.” He looked over to his nails before turning his attention back to Mammon.
Beel started to get anxious, putting down his chips, “I’m sure he’s fine..” He tried to reason, moreso himself than his brothers. “Can you all shut up about Belphie? The show is just getting good!” And that's when mammon shut the TV off.
“...”
“...”
“MAMMON!!” Levi screeched, clawing at his face. “NOO! NOW WE HAVE TO WAIT TILL NEXT WEEK FOR RECAP..! AGH– Ah.. I bet the others have watched it already.. No fair! I’M GONNA GET SPOILED NOW!!” Levi threw a fit, his sin making way through his emotions. Asmo scoffed, rolling his eyes. Sure he liked the show, but he wasn't THIS affectionate about it.
Beel sat in silence, looking at mammon, he didn't seem to be very happy.. “What's wrong Mammon?” Mammon put down the remote and uncrossed his legs. “Ive got a feeling.”
“Woo-hoo?”
“What? That tonight’s gonna be a good night??”
“NO ABOUT BELPHIE!”
“YOU RUINED MY HONEY HONEY SUPER GIRL SPECTACULAR FOR BELPHIE?!?!?!!” Leviathan screamed, still in his fit-like state.
“Yes, Leviathan. I don’t have a good feeling,” He said sternly, making Levi stop his childish tomfoolery. “Okay. Sorry.” Levi grumbled, Sitting on the chair properly. “He’s in the human realm, You shouldn’t be worried. He can handle himself against exorcists and shit.” Leviathan said in a cogent argument. “I’m not talkin’ abou—”
The front door opened.
Mammon shut his mouth as quickly as he opened it. Lucifer was home. “Party’s over~” Asmo cooed, standing up and taking the chips from Beel. “Hey!” He sprung up. “Cmon, Beel. It’ll make your skin all greasy.” Beel had a slight pout on his face, “PLUS, you did agree to save some for Leviathan later tonight.” Levi’s face brightened, “Ohh yeah! I wanted to play that new game tonight! Weeping grim!” He chuckled, thanking Asmodeus with his eyes. “See Beel? I promise I’ll get you some chocolates tomorrow!” Asmo smiled, Beels face returned to its normal unbothered expression as Lucifer walked in.
He gave them a quick glance before walking away. “Lucifer?” Beel began, “When are the exchange students coming? I don’t think it’s very fair for Belphie to be going sooner.” He mumbled, fidgeting with the spare chip crumbs on his pants. The only reason he mentioned it was because of Mammon's little outburst.
The room was quiet… Did Lucifer leave?
“Hey uh.. Luci’...” Mammon stepped toward Lucifer, noticing his normal abstract face morph into utter petrification.
“Belphie…” Lucifer mumbled, earning an eyebrow raise from Asmodeus, “uhhh yeah. That's what Beel said.. Did you hit your head or something? You look distressed…” Asmo’s tone grew worried as he soaked in his brothers expressions. “Diavolo! You’re pale! Sit down! You’ll pass out at any moment at this rate!” Asmo panicked, Guiding the fumbling older brother to the couch.
Mammon scowled, he scowled hard. HOW could you forget your brother like that?!
“How long.”
“How long has he been up there alone, LUCIFER!” Mammon growled, shifting to his demon form— Making Levi jump up.
“WHAT are you talking about Mammon?! Can’t you see that Lucifer isn’t well! Stop it!” Asmo pleaded, trying to get Mammon to somewhat calm down. “NO ASMODEUS! This has gone on for too long. I can't take it anymore!” Mammon looked as if he was about to break down in a second. “Tell them Lucifer!” Mammon gripped his chest. “Tell us what…” Beel mumbled, shocked by the sudden outburst of the second. “Stop it Mammon…” Lucifer begged, holding his head. “NO! YA CAN’T JUST LOCK SOMEONE UP AND FORGET ABOUT THEM!”
“WHAT ARE YOU TWO TALKING ABOUT?!“
All this is gonna stress me out and ruin my skin..!” Asmo huffed, trying to lighten the mood with his last remark. Footsteps were heard, Satan woke up.
“Will you all shut up?” Satan growled, though curious of why ‘everyone’ was yelling.
“You ask Lucifer!” Mammon yelled, his wings lowering—He didn’t want to seem aggressive towards anyone but Lucifer at the moment.
Satan's face morphed into a scowl, Not liking any topic that has to do with Lucifer. “What did he do now?” Satan crossed his arms, his eyes shifting towards Lucifer's distressed form.
“Mammon stop it! He’s all worked up! Can’t you read his body language?” Asmo said, still trying to calm Lucifer by rubbing his back slowly. Levi scoffed, “He probably wanted to avert his attention to himself after Lucifer walked in.”
“Shut up Leviathan.” Mammon's eyes were cold, sending a sharp glare to his younger brother. “This is important, and this ASSHOLE can’t get a hold of himself! All because he doesn't want to be of blame for his own fault!”
“What blame?” Satan said, tapping his foot, the situation seems serious but he wouldn't pass up going against Lucifer any time soon.
Mammon huffed, now looking at Lucifer. “Fine. If you won’t say shit; I will.”
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Pounding footsteps filled the house, labored breaths making the air humid. “Remove the FUCKING spell!” Satan yelled, urging Lucifer to be quick. The tension on the steps didn’t help, they were all huddled by the barricaded door. “I’m going. Please.” Everybody was antsy and upset; making them urged.
“OPEN THE DOOR LUCIFER!” Mammon shouted, angrier than any of the brothers have ever heard, Mammon has never been the angry type let alone having his demon form out when he was angry, by the tone of how mammon sounds, they all solemnly agree that they might have pushed him too far.
Well, Lucifer.
In response, Lucifer quickly removed the spell, only to be shoved aside by Beel; RIPPING the door open.
Asmo cuffed his mouth, the room smelt putrid. He turned his head away, “It stinks! WHAT has he been doing in here?!” Asmo shrieked, too grossed out by the smell to even notice the body.
Beels breath cut short. He couldn't breathe, he couldn’t— He can't lose him.
“What have you done…” Satan's voice let out a growl, He lost his first sibling.
Levi looked around the room, turning around and gagging before throwing up whatever sort of food he had resting in his stomach. Puking didn't help, all it did was feel like worms ringled around in the sludge.
Lucifer's frame fell slack, even his fingers unmoving; ignoring the itch to twitch.
Ever since the fall, it's been more different than what Lucifer would ever admit too, the sin he was given, along with his brothers, It was all too much.
Even when a new one joined and an old one was lost.
Lucifer would always say he'd rather die than admit to being wrong, but fuck he was so wrong on so many things, and his actions and choices hurt him, his brothers, and Belphie.
Lucifer watches as the scene unfolded, Asmo had finally looked back, and in instant regret; shielding his view by using Satan's shoulder, ushering the ‘older’ into a hug.
Mammon's body shook, His brother he watched grow, his little calf, his baby, the boy he raised and watched play with with his siblings, he remembered sitting in the fields in celestial realm picking flowers making crowns gone. As his body continued to twitch, anything to itch his brain. He was conflicted, choking on breaths. His head felt numb, his ears ringing from the emotional distress. He felt angry, sad, confused. He could've intervened, this wouldn't have happened.
Mammon's body shifted backwards, his knee buckling. His body wasn’t responding right.
Should he move forward? Hug him…? Stand still?
Levi’s gurgling didn't ease anyone as he sobbed into his knees, some throw up caught in his throat as he coughed it up, his eyes blurred from crying.
Thoughts were racing in everybody's head, but Mammon couldn't breathe at all, he couldn't see straight.
The emotions are tearing him inside and out, dilated, and confusing.
His throat was striated, he wants to say something
Saysomethingsaysomething——SAY SOMETHING!!
Before Mammon could utter a word, Satan mumbled something to Asmo, snapping him out of his hypnotic state.
The room filled with breaths, he couldn't hear the sobbing.
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“Ya just had to do it.” Mammon mumbled slightly, barely audible to anybody unless you were trying to find a peace of mind outside of the cooling silence, Lucifer was in fact: looking for comfort in one of his brother's voices.
“I'm sorry?” Lucifer turned to mammon wearing a bitter expression that has been read by mammon over and over again.
But he isn't backing down, especially for this shit. Not now.
“Ya just had to fuckin ruin everything for your own pride.” Mammon spoke louder, all the brothers turned to lucifer and winced, they never heard mammon so angry, despite his voice being strained and scratchy, a deep loathe hid behind its pained ache.
Lucifer shifted his feet to fully look at the second born, a sour face has taken over Lucifer's facial features, Mammons blood boiled. He was done being pushed around by Lucifer, he didn't follow him for all this shit. He followed him to protect his family.
“Ya got a lot of nerve, Lucifer.” mammon spit out, before lucifer could say anything, mammon charged and punched lucifer in the teeth as hard as he could, As he heard an audible crunch, asmodeus screamed as beel ran to grab mammon before it escalated any further
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING MAMMON?!” asmo yelled as Levi was trying to even START calming down to understand what's happening in the room.
“YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF LUCIFER, YA’ LOCKED YOUR BROTHER IN A ROOM BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T ACCEPT THAT HE DIDN'T WANT TA KISS DIAVOLO’S ASS” mammon screamed at the top of his lungs, struggling to get out of Beels grip to attempt another assault on Lucifer.
“...Hurts..” Levi uttered out as mammon ushered Beel to let him go. He knew he couldn't defy mammons anger. In a way to comfort himself, he shuffled himself close to Levi; Leaning against his older brother's shoulder.
Mammons anger urged the brothers to get behind him, pushing them closer to the body lying in the room.
Lucifer covered his mouth; not wanting anymore blood to cover the attic floor, nor himself.
“What the fuck has gotten into you!” Lucifer spat out, and without realizing he turned into his demon form.
Mammon scoffed at the audacity Lucifer has shown thus far.
“You're a lunatic, a bastard, and a shitty excuse of a brother-” Mammon stated while keeping an eye on Lucifer, regarding his brother’s presence; blinded by rage.
“Last time I checked, I'm the one who will gamble everything and jeopardize everything for you, for this family.” Lucifer spat back fast and heated, Mammon could only hesitate at the small spark of hope Lucifer gave to his mind.
“You are a whole different excuse, you scare everybody and will threaten ANYTHING to get your way. Sure, I'm called a scumbag and it hurts. But nothing will EVER HURT AS MUCH compared to how you treat MY brothers.” Mammon gulped, sputtering his words furiously, while attempting to wipe his tears so he could see properly. Satan; who broke free from Asmo’s grip, placed a hand on Mammon's shoulder. As furious as Satan was, it's his big brother's turn to handle the situation. And the only thing he could do could help, was to offer some reassurance. He knew this was hard for Mammon.
“YA never did shit for us.” Mammon glared at Lucifer. Lucifer's gaze shifted into caution “I raised all my brothers, took care of your work when you were exhausted.” Mammon bit his lip, tears forming faster than he could think; “I FOLLOWED YOU BECAUSE I LOVED YOU!” his eyes burned, he hated this feeling. This shouldn’t have happened.
“…You've turned into Micheal.” Mammon croaked and everybody froze, Satan looked around confused but judging by the atmosphere; he would rather stay confused for the time being. He didn't need anymore trauma dumped onto him.
Mammon's sobs filled the room, painful for anybody to hear, he never got emotional like this before.
Lucifer breathed heavily, never in his life would he think that one of his brothers would compare him to Micheal.
Asmo’s breath shook, his knees weak as he grabbed Levi’s arm; holding it in a death grip. Levi could only lean into his little brother's touch; he could barely move.
“Don't. You. EVER. Call Me MICHAEL.” Lucifer snarled out as he went to swing, Beel attempting to stop Lucifer before he could land a hit on Mammon. But his attempts failed; Lucifer was too fast in his demon form. He ended up scratching Mammon's cheek; nearly missing his eye.
Asmo gasped, and Levi gulped down a sob; he’s never seen these two fight before. Beel and Satan tackled Lucifer on the ground in an attempt to stop the fight; this time, successfully.
The fight blinded their senses, making them jump when the Demon Prince stopped behind the grotesque scene.
Diavolo folded his arms, staring at the 2 eldest in disappointment.
Satan and Beel immediately moved their bodies off of Lucifer, standing accordingly to Diavolo’s high status.
Lucifer scrambled onto his feet about to say something before he was silenced with a glare.
Barbatos whispered into Diavolo’s ear; making him sigh and close his eyes, processing the information relayed to him.
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“This is DISGUSTING.” Diavolo spat, his words digging into Lucifer's pride. “Your brother is lying on the floor, rotting. And all you can do is FIGHT? Look at yourselves. Look at how you're affecting your brothers.”
Mammon's breath hitched, he looked around the room, realizing the mistake of his outburst.
Soon enough; the deafening silence ended, followed by shallow steep footsteps.
“May I?” Barbatos asked Lucifer, earning a hesitant nod.
Barbatos knelt near the body, taking notice of the bodily fluids by him; and swiftly avoiding it.
He hummed, not touching the body, he wasn’t prepared or given permission to do so. “Cause of death seems to be dehydration and, what i'm guessing: lack of nutrients.” Barbatos’ eyes shifted to his legs, noticing how they were swollen.
Beel knelt down by barbatos, his eyes glossing with tears as he now examined his brother's body. “He must've been so lonely… He hated sleeping alone when he was sad.”
There was a choked sob from asmo, who quickly turned to step out of the room.
Levi sniffed, clinging to mammon now that he was close, earning a firm hug from the older.
Diavolo sighed heavily, “Lucifer. We have to move the body, He can't stay there forever.”
Lucifer blinked, turning to diavolo before nodding. “It's your choice what to do with him.” Diavolo confirmed, trying to offer some comfort to the eldest; seeing as his brothers are conflicted with him at the moment and won't offer any sympathy.
Mammons' brows furrowed, sending glares at the two.
Lucifer sighed heavily, Chewing his cheek flesh to try and ease himself. “We’ll.. We need a moment, I’ll arrange what to do with the body later…” He dropped his shoulders, picking the safest option for himself at the moment.
Beels shoulders sank, gripping Belphies hand softly as he stared into it. “can we…. Can we bury him with lilith?” Beel choked out, rubbing his brother's cold knuckles; too afraid to stare into the others eyes. “I want them to be together… so they aren’t lonely anymore-”
“Stop it Beelzebub.” Lucifer hissed, too emotional for the mention of his sister and now dead brother.
Beelzebub dropped his head, biting his inner cheek, a bitter metallic taste flooding his mouth.
Diavolo frowned, tapping his foot, “Lucifer. They have as much a choice as you do.”
Lucifer gulped, silencing his thoughts as he watched barbatos summon a white tarp— draping it over Belphegor's dead body.
“L..like i said. We’ll discuss it some other time. Let’s take a moment to-“
“I found something.” Barbatos called out, his voice monotonous among the broken cries of the brothers behind him.
Mammon gently let go of Levi to see what Barbatos was talking about
“What did you find?” Mammon said, leaning over Barbatos to take a peek at what he was holding.
“It seems to be a notebook.” Barbatos started off slowly as he turned around, handing the object to the second eldest.
Mammon takes the book, his eyes shading from their natural glow. Barbatos put a hand on his shoulder, whispering into his ear with a stern look. “Come by the castle later.” A simple order normally, but mentally draining in this context.
Mammon smiled nervously, wincing once the touch was slided off.
“Hm.” Mammon whispered sadly as Barbatos gave him a sweet smile as he started walking towards Diavolo.
“We’ll give you some time alone.. I’m deeply sorry for your loss.” Diavolo lowered his head, Barbatos following suit but bowing instead. “We’ll be available if you need anything.” Barbatos said before teleporting him and Diavolo away.
What a horrible day.
Beelzebub laid in Belphie’s bed, bags of chips, ramen cups, and take out containers crowding his side of the room. He never allowed them to touch Belphie’s.
He knew the youngest brother's stuff will be cleaned out soon——Besides, the room will be cleared out in a week or so.
The house of Lamentation has been quiet now that the 6 demon brothers stayed in their rooms, avoiding confrontation from each other; besides asking Mammon for some things.
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Nobody has tried to talk to Lucifer for half a week.
Everybody has their respective notes from the recently deceased Morningstar
Beel’s sat on Belphie’s bed missing his twin, his brothers
His sister
A soft knocking came from his door as he barely caught seeing his older brother, his eyes don't shine that same blue they used too
“hey” mammon said softly walking towards beel with something behind him but being hard to see
Beel looks over to Mammon's direction not saying anything as he can't bring himself too no matter how hard he tries
Non verbal Mammon informed him saying when Lilith teased him in celestial realm he used to do that a lot as a kid
Mammon's facial features soften as he walks more close to the now youngest alone
“I got something for ya” Mammon said gently as he starts to take whatever was behind his back making Beel gasp and gently take the extended out pillow
The tears welled in both the brothers eyes as Beel brought up Belphie’s cow pillow to smell it as it smelt soft of raspberries washing relief and sorrow over the reminder of Belphie
“I washed it and made sure it smelled like him” Mammon started quiet and scratchy as beel looked up knowing how hard it's been for his older brother as well as the rest of his brothers
As Mammon was ready to turn around to get back to his room, Beel got up hugging his brother hoping that perhaps he can make him stay a little longer
“Stay?” Beel said shaky and soft as it's been the first time he's talked since the fight of Lucifer and Mammon
Turning around hugging Beel harder as they both stood holding each other shedding tears for the lost of their brother
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The autumn air was crisp and cold as all the brothers besides the first born walked to the grave of where Lilith was buried to visit the two.
Lucifer would be there but he has been locked in his room not talking to anyone but Diavolo for the past few weeks. Mammon knows he's alive because he talks to Diavolo and has to force the eldest to eat. But other than that he stays away from his brothers.
Mammon feels as if the note is burning a hole through his pocket as the air speeds up, getting more windy. His breath catches in his throat until he feels a slight squeeze from Asmdeus and Leviathan——insisting on holding his hands. A worrisome gaze in their eyes as they stare at their older brother.
Once the 5 brothers reached their destination it was a quiet calm. They sat enjoying the autumn breeze as devildom granted them a rare beauty scene.
Over time the five talked, like they were bringing life to the graves. It was lively as it used to be; with Levi screaming in embarrassment and Asmo cackling at his brother who's embarrassed by Asmo’s rather inappropriate teasing.
Mammon looked at the note Belphie wrote Lilith once more before he placed it next to her grave. A weight on his shoulder and back made him lean forward. He turned around to see Satan and Beel laying on him as Satan read a book and Beel having a nice picnic, enjoying the breeze. (Minus the leaves blowing in his face.)
All they needs is each other and time to heal, that’s what family does after all. They look after each other.