When Sephiroth Met Lucifer

Lucifer's right hand tightly pinched the neck of the corpse whose skin was soaked blue by Mako.

With cold killing intent in his eyes, he can be gentle and merciful, holy like an immortal star, but when facing evil creatures, angels are often surprisingly cold.

With faith, they are not afraid of light, and with light, they resist all darkness.

Lucifer once wondered if his cold side influenced Safi, making his personality more inclined to indifference instead of the gentleness that belongs to an angel, but the moment he met Xenovia.

He suddenly understood that Sephiroth's character was not surprising at all.

But so what?

Since their birth, this twin relationship has continued to this day. The Viceroy of Heaven is the first angel created by God. From the beginning of creation to the present, they have lived together for millions of years and shared everything with each other, including Life span, including feelings.

Not to mention Xenovia, even a god... Lucifer took a deep breath, and suppressed his disrespectful thoughts.

It's just that I heard what Vincent said before, I'm afraid it was in vain. It is absolutely impossible for Jenova to be the primitive life of this planet. No creator will let these monsters who only know how to absorb energy come to their territory , He has seen God, so he is very sure about Lucifer.

It's just Safi, Lucifer looked down at his body, and suddenly realized the reason why he and Sephiroth have been interpenetrating for so many years, the planet.

It wanted to completely eliminate Xenovia before letting him come to this world, but there should be some other reasons, Lucifer frowned and then let go, the planet will give him an explanation.

"The planet can't kill you, it's because you have polluted part of the river of life with your spirit, so it can only seal you, but I'm different." Lucifer slowly closed his fingers, and at this time he looked unexpected It was unexpectedly similar to Sephiroth's slaughter of demons.

"You, you can't kill me!" Xenovia felt an extremely pure energy gushing out from the depths of the soul of the person in front of him. For the first time, it felt fear.

"When I die, he will disappear too! I am the mother body, the source, and if I disappear, he must be buried with me."

Lucifer's hand paused for a moment, but the next moment, he accelerated the speed of purification.

"It's ridiculous, do you think I don't understand anything? Your life form is just the mutual transfer of energy. As long as I erase your consciousness, the remaining energy will condense on me. In this way, he is True freedom."

The white and slender fingertips slowly twisted the neck of the female corpse, and then, an unimaginably rich life energy gathered in Sephiroth's body.

Now that the mother consciousness of the Xenovia cells in this ancient corpse has all disappeared, the instinct belonging to Xenovia will allow the remaining offspring to fuse again and re-condense a main body consciousness, which is why Xenovia will never die .

It is also because of this that the planet is so helpless.

Lucifer felt a strange and abundant power in his body, and suddenly felt something strange in his lower back, as if something was about to grow out, the human form could no longer be maintained, he seemed to be evolving now, and was about to grow. Form a suitable most perfect form.

An angel of destruction with seven wings.

Lucifer was taken aback for a moment, he originally thought this was just an unrealistic imagination, but now, he was about to form such a form.

It's too strange, he subconsciously sealed these changes, he had to find the planet's consciousness quickly.

But before that, there are a few things to settle.

Under a hill full of wildflowers, there is an extremely cold cave. Lucifer can clearly feel that there are some Xenova cells that have not returned to their original lives here, and it is precisely because of this that they will Let the woman in front of you be frozen here.

Lucifer hesitated for a moment, he couldn't really replace Sephiroth after all, he thought, maybe Safi still wanted to see this human mother, at least, he gave them life.

Then there is no need to rush to wake her up.

Lucifer rubbed his hand on the ice coffin, just about to leave, but found that his heart hurts very badly for no reason.

He raised his hand to touch his face, which was a little wet.

Sure enough, he still couldn't let go. In fact, there was no need to use Sephiroth as an excuse, because they were really not that different. It was not only Safi, but also him who had experienced everything.

"Mother, I like to call you that, and I think he does too."

"Maybe there was some resentment!" You chose to let us be born in a cold laboratory instead of a hospital operating table.

"But thank you."

Not because you are our mother, but thank you for letting us meet.

So no matter how sad the truth is, it has the meaning of existence.

"Safi, I'm thinking of you, how about you?"

"It's been more than two years." Sephiroth frowned, but he was a little at a loss. It should have only been two days from Lucy's side. Such an exaggerated huge time difference really made him unable to wait any longer.

And it's not just because of this reason, that day when he refused to return to the heaven, the god didn't say much, and the matter seemed to subside like this.

He continued to lead troops and attack hell. He was still the most respected and respected Seraph Archangel, but some things still changed.

Such as the alienation of Metatron and the Messiah.

However, it was more the low-level angels' enthusiasm for him, blood, battles, and victories, which made them realize another kind of glory, which did not require God's gift, and did not require day-to-day prayers.

It is a test between blood and death, and glory is forged with bones.

This is more honorable than divine favor, for it accepts no entreaties.

It seems much more interesting to watch those demons who provoked them in the past tremble for the first time because of the swords in their hands instead of being intimidated by God unwillingly.

Sephiroth was the first to notice this, but he didn't have any intention of changing it. Fighting creates glory. This is the tradition of warriors. He also firmly believes in this. opinion is greater.

God is the creator of everything, and angels are favored by God, so they should dedicate everything.

This is their insistence, but Sephiroth never thinks so, and the angel legions around him gradually don't think so.

The differences start here.

Seeing that Lucifer has more and more fanatical supporters, some angels even have far higher belief in the Vice-Prince of Heaven than in the Creator.

Messiah felt that this matter must not be delayed any longer, so he personally went to the gate of the Ninth Heaven, Crystal Heaven's palace.

"Please God allow the Son's visit."

The warm holy light began to light up from the center of the hall, and the Messiah stepped into the palace. The golden light made him look more holy and beautiful, with the appearance most similar to God, and the noble status of the Son of God, his The status is actually no worse than that of Lucifer.

But the combat power was much worse. Messiah thought it was irrelevant at first, but as the war against hell continued to advance, he still felt some subtle differences.

Is Lucifer really just a creature?

Otherwise, why would he have lost the most fundamental devotion to his Creator.

God was shrouded in holy light, and his face could not be seen clearly. The Messiah walked up to God instinctively, knelt down on one knee, and rested his head on God's knee.

"father."

"I understand your doubts." God's voice is very low, like the overlapping of thousands of angels reading, but it can't be heard clearly, "Do you know? Lucy once slept on my bed just like you knee."

"En?" Messiah's peacefully closed eyes trembled slightly, trying to open them, but God's hand covered his eyes.

"The holy light on me will burn your eyes, don't open them."

"Yes."

"I asked him, what do you want? I can give it to you." God still remembers his morning star at that time, his long hair was flowing on the ground like mercury, and his eyes that were not afraid of the holy light were so soft that he stared at him, very beautiful beautiful.

"His answer is that you have given me the greatest gift, and Lucy has nothing else to ask for. If one day I really want something, I will fight for it myself instead of letting you work hard for me."

Messiah was silent for a moment: "Archangel Seraph is indeed proud."

"Do you understand?"

Messiah bowed his head respectfully: "Yes."

After the Holy Son left, the radiance of the Holy Light suddenly became stronger, accompanied by a low sigh, like an illusion.