Son of The Morning

This old thing?

Lucifer sat on his throne. He looks around him, admiring his kingdom, the only place in the world where God's presence did not exist. The darkness embraced him, wrapping around him and playing about his shoulders. He was adorned in the clothes of a wealthy man and a crown of blonde hair sat upon his head. He was not happy but then again, I don't think he ever was.

The winged creature bowed before him. He was cloaked in shadow, a mere shadow of his previous existence. He did not look into the eyes of Satan, no one in there right mind would dare to commit that atrocity. His eyes hid the darkness inside, the power of Lucifer. Satan placed a single hand on his shoulder, a surge of cold air entered the fallen angel.

"Tell me angel, why do you choose to follow me? Is it because you fear me, because you want power, because you despise God, or because you are an imbecile" Satan inquired.

The creatures tongue grew limp in his throat, he couldn't bring himself to speak. The fear of Lucifer had paralyzed him. Very few fallen angels could say that they had seen Lucifer face-to-face. He rarely approaches them in person, usually sending out his spirit instead.

Satan frowned and rose from his seat. He looked over the lowly creature, his eyes studying him, piercing right through him. He grabbed the creatures chin and forced him to look at him.

"Look into my eyes, I am Lucifer, the Light Bearer. You are nothing, you are merely a fallen angel. Whatever your reason for following me is it is not important now, all I ask is that you be subordinate" Lucifer's right eye began to turn from blue to red, at the same time the hair on the right side of his face began to turn black.

"Now take your leave angel, Satan no longer requires you presence" he said with a smirk.

Satan took his seat, he was the lord of Hell and the Prince of Darkness. He would make men destroy themselves, he had already taken their minds, now he would take their souls.

"The greatest trick the Devil ever played was proving to the world he didn't exist"

Post Edited:2007-10-13 12:09:46

The sky tore asunder and a bright light filled the world. A great atrocity had been committed. This day would forever be marked for on this day, Lucifer had fallen.

The sky was bright, yet there a darkness about it. The sky rained fallen angels as member of the host were banished from heaven. Yet, one stood out among them, it was the Lord's favorite angel, The Light Bearer.

I was falling. I felt like a eternity as I fell continuously, constantly falling, never hitting the ground. My wings would not support my weight, they were utterly useless. My chest was filled with hate, I wished to hurt, to destroy, to vent these emotions. I yearned for redemption, I could not control myself, I wished for tears to pour from my eyes but they would not, instead my eyes opened wide and a bright flame shot from my pupils. At that moment I felt as if I was on fire as I continued to travel downward. My body was changing, I could feel I was no longer an angel, I was becoming something more. My body began to twist and transform. A tail shot from my back, my eyes began to burn a bright red color and my wings lost their elegant feathers and became black and bat-like. A pair of great horns adorned my head and my teeth elongated and grew sharp. I was not myself. There was something inside of me. Something had taken root in me. Then there was a new light and it appeared in front of me.

I was in an unfamiliar setting. It was indescribable, no words could properly explain it's appearance. I was dreamlike, grand even. I began to wander this place, alone, searching but not knowing what for. I began to swear an oath, from that day forth I would be known as Satan. I would be the opposite of the almighty Lord and would hide in the accepting hearts of man. I had been reborn, on that day Lucifer was no more, Satan had risen were he fell.