I wanted to illustrate my version of how I believed Lilith looked like. I have so many headcanons about her!, like: she had purple accents, and her color inspired Belphie; her eyes' color is green like Satan, her outfit is inspired in Asmo's angel outfit, and I also imagined her with dark, long, beautiful curly hair and a dark skin color like Simeon (we need more brown characters). Finally, I drew lilies in her because I think it goes so well with her name.
Anyway, how would your Lilith look like?
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They all mourned Lilith. Even Satan, who had never met her, felt her loss. He would go so far as to say he knew her. With all of the stories, all of the glances exchanged, how could someone not know her? There were some times, though, that her brothers couldn’t see the forest for the trees. Her loss hurt like no other, of course. But she isn’t gone. She lives today, in the House of Lamentation.
She lives in Belphegor’s passion for humans. The way he studies them, not in a clinical, detached way, but with a real desire to learn more about them. He learns everything he can from books, the Internet, even picking Solomon’s brain from time to time. He wants to know about holidays, food, clothes, any aspect of culture he can. And the human world has culture aplenty. Just one species, with more diversity than some of the regions in the Devildom. All of them with centuries of history, generations on generations of lives lived. He doesn’t think he understands them like she did, but she never really understood. She loved them, just like he does now.
She lives in Beel’s kind heart. He has always been the protective one, but never out of anger. He wants to keep his family safe because he loves them, just like she did. He’s the first to come into his brothers’ rooms after a hard day with a mug of something hot and a strong hug. His silence doesn’t mean disinterest; in fact, he’s the best listener out of them all. His dedication to working out every morning has lasted for centuries, waking up every day with one goal in mind: to be strong. Strong for the people he loves, because he doesn’t want to think about what happens if there comes a day where he isn’t strong enough. So he tries every day to be a little kinder, more supportive. Even if no one else is there for his family, he will be.
She lives in Asmo’s social nature. Demons, humans, and angels alike are drawn to him. He holds a presence unrivaled by anyone in the three realms, utterly magnetic. He is irresistible in every sense of the word. He fields invitations from clubs, spas, art museums, all wanting the prestige granted to them by his dazzling smile. At any event he is the shining gem of the night, demons practically lining up to get a chance to speak with him. Most are surprised by his intelligence, assuming he would be as shallow as he pretends. A select few find genuine connection in him, and he treasures those friendships dearly.
She lives in Levi’s artistry. He never willingly lets others see it like she did, only posts it anonymously online when he’s particularly proud, but he creates all the same. He creates not for others’ approval but for himself, to see a vision from his own mind come to life in front of him. Whether he sews, sculpts, paints, or codes, Levi’s personal style is evident through every piece he makes. Colors flow like water from his hands, and everything he creates helps him understand the world just a little more. And the more he understands the world, the more he understands himself. He hopes that if the world becomes a little more beautiful with every minute spent, maybe, piece by piece, he’ll be a little more beautiful too.
She lives in Mammon’s infectious smile. He’s been beaten down relentlessly for a million different reasons since he was created, and yet he smiles. It’s true that sometimes he has to fake it, when someone’s words cut too deep or when the nights get a little too quiet, but the smile still stands. In the first few years after the fall, he was indispensable to his family. The darkness of the Devildom felt suffocating, but his laugh would stave it off for just a little longer. He has a way of cheering up his brothers in record time, making some joke at his own expense and giving them a playful knock on the head. Now, he partners with Beelzebub when the younger’s strategy doesn’t work, and their success rate working together is unbeatable.
She lives in Lucifer’s quiet moments. In the Celestial Realm, some of the bolder angels had questioned if Lilith was scared of him, and the two of them would laugh together about it when she told him. Anyone could say that Lucifer was the most intimidating of the seven, even to his own brothers. In the House of Lamentation, though, there are some soft moments that are never spoken of again. During particularly loud thunderstorms, he comes home to Belphie curled up in his bed, nose pressed against the blanket. When Levi has been feeling neglected, he finds Lucifer in his study and sits on the floor, leaning against Lucifer’s chair. The brothers’ favorites are the hugs where Lucifer wraps his wings around them, shielding them from the world.
She lives in Satan. In his analytical nature, in his self-control, in his wrath. Lucifer had always been angry, of course, but so had Lilith. She’d been angry that she couldn’t be with the one she loved, angry that the angels would dare treat her brothers with contempt. The twins see her in a pair of green eyes flashing with rage. But Satan has been working to control himself for centuries, tamping down the anger, channeling it. He studies every book he can get his hands on. He loves poetry and art, and every day he tries to prove that he is more than his anger. His brothers tell him he has nothing to prove, just like they used to tell Lilith. And just like her, he doesn’t listen to them.
The only thing I missed in NB is: how come that everybody think we are demon? I re-read the chapters but I don't really get it?
Starting from S1 itself* there are a lot of signs that MC isn't fully human (here) and one of those signs is in S3 where it's revealed that you can no longer tell what MC is by looking at them (even when MC straight up says they're human they're not taken for their word just like in nightbringer where despite knowing that MC is human Diavolo still questions what they are and Lucifer outright says they're can't be human when they admit it to him. Diavolo also takes a long time to figure out they're human. because he can't be sure of it, when really it should take only one look)
The difference between been able to tell they're human in S1 and being unable to tell in S3 is probably the pacts, which are also the main source of MC's powers. S3 MC is an universe destroying ticking time bomb being held back by the ring of light.
Plus, in Nightbringer Adam & Nightbringer say that MC has the power of angels. Possibly referencing their heritage/connection to Lilith, who despite being reborn as a human still had the soul of an angel
S1 MC is also said to have an exceptionally bright soul despite not being some purely good person (remember the shit they pulled to make pacts with Mammon & Levi?) while Mammon says that Simeon & Luke, being angels, are so bright they're hard to look at
*S1 probably has the most explicit sign and my favourite
