"the Jarl has appointed me to be your mousecarl. It's an honor to serve you"

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"the Jarl has appointed me to be your mousecarl. It's an honor to serve you"
The meeting room is a place of humour and freinds. It’s a place of kind souls, even if they do have their flaws They’re all good people…
At least that’s what the demons thought. That these mortals that have treated them so kindly and with patience are innocent and wise.
But
There was a time.
Long before any god, any Lucifer, or any jokes or fun. Violence rained. Filled the heart and soul and war still lead the minds of every AU that came. Conquest and genocide. The way of the people. Savagery.
The AUs weren’t always patient. And they weren’t always tired and tolerant of one another.
But the demons didn’t know that… or need to. Every history should be left to rot…
But sometimes?
It can’t help but remain as a stink.
Especially when a new strange portal opens up in the meeting room. Shining blood red and showing the symbol of a peacock, a rat and a snake all biting each other’s tails and clawing.
@endstar
The demons who had all gotten comfortable with the lives they had been rebuilding look to the portal warily. 🍲"Th-that looks... v-very violent..."🪰
Beelzebub mumbles.
Lucifer gets up from where he was hanging out with some new bitty lambttens, handing them to void malak as he takes a closer look at the portal. "...juuuuuuust when things were starting to look up-"
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((@georgipopovich-voiceblog continued from here: https://www.tumblr.com/porkkatsuyuuri/778826776413700096/porkkatsuyuuri-georgipopovich-voiceblog?source=share because Tumblr is ass.))
He follows after, stopping at the stairs to greet each of them. "Hey, Princess. Your mom made something good for dinner." He smiles, nudging her along. "Everyone all cleaned up? You ready to eat?"
"Thanks Mom." Hina muttered softly, giving her mother a quick hug as she passed. It sucked that she couldn't pick driving up immediately...she could do everything else, why not this?
"Hina! How was school?" Kisa asked. "Your new uniform is so cute, do all the girls wear it?"
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em meio aos meus profundos devaneios, sua pessoa resplandece; eu, uma vez caligem, hoje faço minha passagem, sob a suave luz de estar contigo.
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