When Sephiroth Met Lucifer

Lucifer sat sideways by the window sill, the white light shone on his flowing blond hair, peaceful and beautiful, with extreme holiness.

Only in this way can we understand what is loved by God and loved by all things.

Lucifer spread out the canvas, contemplated for a moment, and then slowly wrote. He seldom painted figures, and never painted portraits for others, but this time it was different. What he painted was another self.

With long silver-white hair and an overly correct face, every detail seemed to be cut by a sword, from the long eyelashes, the high nose bridge, to the thin light-colored lips, he suddenly realized that the original impression That face is also so perfect that it does not lose to him.

He was just on a whim at first, but at this moment he couldn't help but admire the painting in front of him carefully. Finally, he lightly dipped the green paint on his eyes.

Lucifer had an illusion, as if he was not facing the canvas at this moment, but was sitting in front of the mirror, staring at himself.

They are really similar, he often has an illusion that he can't tell who he is?

Is it the sage Archangel who is infinitely holy and glorious but will eventually fall for nine days, or the 1st warrior that Shinra deliberately cultivated.

Or, there is no difference between them. Since his birth, they have maintained such a twin relationship. The only difference may be his extra memory.

The memory that belongs to a human being, Lucifer pointed his finger between his eyebrows, and silently reminded himself that it cannot be recalled, cannot be recalled, at least not now, it is not safe enough.

Lucifer stood up and collected the scrolls. He hesitated for a while, but he still didn't choose to destroy it, but just silently put it next to the notebook.

In the past six months, he led the three angel legions of the heavens to fight in hell, from the entrance of hell to the fourth abyss, making the prestige of the heavens completely awe-inspiring to all races in the three realms.

It was only through this battle again and again that he vaguely discovered something was wrong.

It's just that his strength is too strong. Looking at the Three Realms, apart from gods, there is no one who can defeat him. Not only did Lucifer not think of this, even those hell lords didn't think of it.

If he had known that the blazing angels of the heavens were so powerful, he would not have provoked the heavens if he killed them. As a result, even his hometown was almost copied by the other party.

After seeing Lucifer's power, almost all races couldn't help but feel a sense of despair and unwillingness. How much God loves this Vice-Prince of the Kingdom of Heaven? Under such circumstances, those who still want to Anyone who claims that angels are already absent can only keep their mouths shut.

Because of Lucifer, that was simply living a miracle, and it was the best proof of the extreme favor of God.

"His Royal Highness Phil."

The sudden call interrupted his train of thought, Lucifer opened the door of the palace, and showed a habitual smile to the Seraph Gabriel standing at the door.

"what's up?"

"Some documents that you need to sign." Archangel Beria stepped forward and handed the things to him.

"Where's Raphael?" He remembered that it was his personal secretary Raphael who always dealt with these matters.

Beria shrugged helplessly, "I can't help it. There are too many things to deal with. This is an urgent matter. I brought it here specially. I hope you can deal with it in advance. I am really sorry for disturbing Your Highness's rest."

Lucifer nodded, not to blame, then he opened the file, read it all the way, and couldn't help frowning.

"Shouldn't they be sent directly to prison regarding the treatment of angels' depravity?" His tone was filled with unhesitating disgust and decisiveness.

Beria hesitated for a moment before speaking: "But there are too many angels. Some angels did not fall voluntarily, but stayed in hell for too long. Your Highness, should we withdraw our troops and continue to stay in hell? The damage to low-level angels is too great."

Lucifer: "The belief in the ability to be an angel in the main battle is not considered firm in the first place. I originally wanted to take this opportunity to hone it."

"But the number of fallen people is almost catching up with the number of casualties when fighting those demons."

The smile on Lucifer's face had completely disappeared, and he looked directly at Beria: "Angels with enough faith will not fall even if they are on the seventh floor of hell. Only those angels who are not firm enough will be easily defeated by demons." Seduce."

"I can't approve of this!"

"But..." Beria wanted to say something more, but seeing the cold light on Lucifer's face, he knew that he couldn't change his mind.

His mood suddenly became depressed, he stood up and was about to leave when he saw Lucifer's body shaking and was about to lean forward.

Beria subconsciously stretched out his hand to hug Lucifer.

"What's the matter with you, vice lord?"

Lucifer wanted to speak, but the dizziness in his head came and went, so he didn't even have the strength to move.

So it will be like this?

Did something happen to Safi? Lucifer had no choice but to let his consciousness sink into the darkness. The next moment, Belia felt the body of the Archangel in his arms tremble, and opened his eyes again.

But those eyes were really indifferent.

Unlike Lucifer just now, Sephiroth took a breath to react, seeing Beria who was hugging Lucifer or himself, he subconsciously wanted to break free.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

Sephiroth nodded silently, it was indeed a bit sudden, he probably came here at the wrong time, how could Beria appear here, it is not easy for him to read his diary now, and he can only pretend to be stupid for the time being.

"fine."

Beria looked at Lucifer's expression, there was nothing unusual, but the look in his eyes when he opened his eyes just now, and the slightly indifferent expression now made him always feel that something was wrong.

Not knowing what was in his mind, he subconsciously probed.

"You haven't commented on that document yet!"

Sephiroth was at a loss, but still took the file subconsciously, flipped through it casually, as if it was about the treatment of angels, and then looked at Beria's eyes looking at him eagerly.

After subconsciously signing his name, he felt something was wrong.

Looking at the document carefully again, he was really fooled by Beria. If Lucy found out, he would definitely be unhappy. Although he has no prejudice against those fallen angels, but... Sephiroth subconsciously wants to take that share Documents torn.

But Beria looked at Lucifer's reaction, and there was a huge wave in his heart, what's going on, what happened to the deputy just now?Could it be intermittent amnesia?Beria kept guessing, and then saw Sephiroth wanting to tear up the document.

His heart trembled, and he hurried forward to hold Sephiroth's hand.

"Your Highness!"

Sephiroth frowned: "This document is not feasible. Except for the prison, those fallen angels can never stay in other places in the heaven, even in the first heaven."

Beria raised his head and looked directly into Sephiroth's eyes.

"Oh? What happened just now, Your Highness?" Then he suddenly smiled: "It's better to go to His Highness Mehta to check on her body! I won't bother you."

Taking advantage of the moment when Sephiroth was silent, Beria quickly packed up the documents and left.

Sephiroth watched him go away with an ugly face, Beria, what did he find out, Sephiroth wanted to let the other party stay and then force him to ask, but his reason told him that if he did, he and Lu Syphil's secret will surely be exposed.

Forget it, I'll explain it to Lucy next time.

And the Archangel Archangel who has gone far is also worried, the vice-lord will definitely be angry this time!But there is no other way, he really sympathizes with those angels, he really doesn't want them to waste time in the angel prison, and he doesn't want them to end up in hell and become rival enemies.

However, Lucifer's situation was indeed a bit strange, Beria hesitated for a while, and planned to go to the library to check when he was free.

As for the fact that there were actually two people in Lucifer, this kind of guessing was beyond his expectation, because it was Lucifer, the darling favored by God, even if there was a problem, it should be harmless.

After reading the diary, Sephiroth finally understood what happened in the past six months. Lucifer personally led the army, occupied the first three floors of hell, killed countless demons, and completely established the reputation of killing angels.

This is exactly what all the ethnic groups in the Three Realms did not expect. The angels they thought had always been pure, kind and indifferent to the world, but this battle let them know that when those beautiful creatures take up their swords and fight for glory and When fighting with faith, the lethality that can erupt will be terrifying.

As for Lucifer, the battle that he truly became famous in the three realms was when he completely killed Duriel, the ruler of pain, on the first floor of hell. The understated battle and overwhelming strength made all those who watched that battle... Demons are terrified by their experience.

How could the rules allow such powerful people other than gods to appear in the Three Realms? No one could answer this question. In the end, it could only be attributed to the fact that Lucifer was God's most beloved creation.

Sephiroth was not surprised, he also possessed this power, and it was because of this absolute strength that he made such a strict oath to the throne at the dedication ceremony that day.

The next thing is actually simple, continue to sweep hell, let those filth completely disappear, since Lucifer advocates light, he will sweep away all darkness for him.

A smile appeared on the corner of Sephiroth's lips, and when he was about to put the diary back, he seemed to have touched other things in the cabinet, eh?

It's like a painting.

Take it out, and open it.

Sephiroth opened his eyes subconsciously, and Lucy actually drew his appearance.

The fingertips couldn't help touching the traces on it. From the tips of the hair to the corners of the clothes, every detail was painted very delicately. The silver-white shoulder armor, black windbreaker, and cross chest button. attention.

Sephiroth pinched the painting, blushing slightly.