vanity is a capricious little thing. Lei giggles, head ducking for a moment. it feels like his hands will start shaking any moment now and he’s hit with the thought of mortality. so many people asked him if he was even human for over twenty years and it took demons, of all things, to prove them wrong. ❛ haven’t you heard of fake it ‘til you make it? ❜ his voice is quieter than it usually is, a distinct contrast with the smile he keeps spread on his face. ❛ if i can’t hold onto the slightest hint of confidence, i will just think of all of what could go wrong. that doesn’t give advantage to my odds, does it? ❜ a kiss shuts him up effectively. there’s not much room for rationality when they are going to dive into the uncertainty of their fates. the last thing Lei sees is Taemin’s seriousness, it almost looks like a grimace, and isn’t that a sight to behold?
he has to come back to kiss it better and tease the older. it’s a chance he cannot miss.
Astaroth has witnessed the blooming light enveloping the universe. he saw life’s awakening, life’s crawling on their first stages as cells mixed and gave way to variety, molecules making God’s fantasies materialize into infinite elements. he saw Lucifer rising as the brightest star, the most virtuous of them all. but did God forget goodness isn’t kindness? it’s his theory that to give this world some flavor, to give his creations the spark to keep them entertained, God made them like this: the monsters lurking under the shine of seemingly perfect virtue.
one can only gravitate so far from one’s creation.
❛ son of Lilith, age has given you many sins, ❜ he speaks, ignoring the direct jab at his appearance. of course he knows what the cambion and the human have been at lately. the seal that keeps him trapped is getting weaker and his periods of slumber have lessened significantly. literal eons have helped him develop the patience to stay put and watch, allow himself be entertained and understand why God created drama, of all things.
his grip around Lei’s soul tightens. he hopes the human’s choking, that the hands of fire he possesses are branding his name into his next lives.
❛ it’s a pity it hasn’t given you that much intelligence. perhaps, the human would have fared better had he not run into you and your blind prejudice. ❜ Astaroth looks around, Lei’s button nose furrowing in sheer distaste at the sight. ❛ have you looked at the traces of the spell that keeps me bound to him? ❜ he stares at the cambion, the whiteness covering his gaze, the tendrils of power only demons like them can see. ❛ if you vanish me from him, he will die and that’s final, no what ifs, no hypothetical scenarios. he will be gone and I will have even more fun breaking him completely in hell. you can’t get there, can you? can’t risk running into your owner after all this time. ❜
Astaroth flicks particles of dust off Lei’s white hoodie. his power is trapped, but it’s not only because of the cambion’s precautions. the one who put him here is smarter. ❛ Ah, a hint of brilliance. You are Lilith’s son indeed, even if you are looking at half of the picture. ❜ he takes a few steps, pacing around the circle he’s in. ❛ Coincidences do not exist, dear nephew. It’s a trap, for both of us. But who out there can see the future, huh? Who can see out there that you would feel for the human enough to want to save him no matter what? Who out there wanted me gone from hell but not forever? Who, out there, has this much knowledge over both of us and our future deeds? ❜ eyes narrow. ❛ We are playthings, can’t you see? ❜
❛ HAVE YOU ALWAYS BEEN IN THE BUSINESS OF PREACHING ? ❜ he allows the boredom to string from his tone , though it is unlike the finely tuned instrument that his voice often carries . it is grated and thick . ❛ you act like i’m unaware of my sins , what i have done in the fight against what i was created to be – i don’t forget so easily , i just move on , which i something i recommend you trying ❜ his power latches around lei’s body , it seeps into the human’s skin and claws desperately at the insides in an attempt to reach astaroth’s hold , to bring lei back to him . moments of solitude , punished , he has to end this one way , or the other .
there are options that he’s considered , ones that he has yet to even consider mentioning to lei . there is an idea , a powerful thought that would need to bring in the assistance of witches ( or simply one powerful one ) , if he could transfer the human soul of the cambion ? even just a part of it – perhaps it would be enough to dispel astaroth to the human realm . even if it would mean taking on the beast himself , to merge with the monster inside . that thought though , that mere dream of a plan ? it would raise hell , literally as lucifer’s little toy would become damaged , and the morningstar wouldn’t want that .
another battle inside of his mind , perhaps he could handle it , perhaps lilith’s strength could overpower astraroth , it’s just a matter of whether or not it’s a risk worth taking . a proverbial hail mary .
❛ you thinking me as some kind of idiot doesn’t do well for your survival , astaroth . it’s thoughts like that , that got you in this position in the first place - underestimating those around you , the lengths they will go just to watch you writhe in torment ❜ the cambion’s jaw twitches and with it , features shift to show the true demon that rest inside of him as he steps closer to take hold of lei’s chin to force them to stare eye to eye . ❛ i will happily allow you to boast your arrogance and play the fool to your story , as long as i know i will personally drag you back to hell myself ❜ because he’s walked back to hell before , waltzed in to see what the fuss was about . a morbid curiosity , a temptation of fate . then he left ,a move that infuriated lucifer to the ends of the earth and he felt that rage quite personally .
then again , maybe astaroth is right , this is a trap , a test of will for both of them , after all - how long can either of them maintain this mere battle of wits before one breaks ? and if lei’s soul dies in the process ? nothing will be left to hold the cambion back from dismantling astaroth to obscurity . something tells taemin that the demon knows this which is why this mental , emotional beration comes so strong from the elder . ❛ or , maybe they locked you away in this human form because they thought you talked too much and let me tell you , i can relate heavily to that thought process . ❜ taemin steps back , hands finding a home inside his coat pockets , but his gaze holds strong upon the other , his fierce hatred not clouded or masked , but sharpened like a blade . ❛ your ignorance will forever remain blissful for both of us ❜
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