The name's Redwood (short for TheRedwoodTree), and welcome to my writing blog. Hope you enjoy your stay here.
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MHA AU: LoV with a Vicious Orphan (Fem)
You Laugh in the Middle of Fighting Them (LoV)
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---> Prologue
---> Chapter 1: Fishing
Obey Me
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---> Part One (Lucifer, Mammon)
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---> Prologue
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---> Part 1
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---> Chapter One
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HORROR STORIES (ORIGINAL)
No New Faces
---> PROLOGUE...
KPOP DEMON HUNTERS
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---> Chapter 1
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So I just started writing this thing called Tower of Doors, and I just wanted to put it out here in case anyone wanted to review/read it.
Synopsis/Summary:
“The Unknown God cherishes all of Their followers, but only so many can make it to the end.”
"Twenty-five Lambs are dead already."
Fifty people find themselves in a sterile, white room. Kidnapped by the Followers of the Unknown God, Aurelie Redwood herself is a candidate among them. Given a title, the Lambs, they need to survive gruelling tests to become members of the Anointed.
How many tests? No one knows.
“You must get stronger as the test progresses, or else it’ll truly be a shame to lose such a talented candidate, don’t you agree? Especially one handpicked by the Divine Themself.”
In the Tower of Doors, a place between realities, each door gives way to an entirely new realm. And with each door comes a task. A friend. Or a choice.
“After our explanation on how the System functions, I trust that you know what to do.”
Sometimes, there is no choice at all.
“Try not to disappoint Them, will you?”
Royal Road:
“The Unknown God cherishes all of Their followers, but only so many can make it to the end.”
"Twenty-five Lambs are dead already."
Fifty peo
WebNovel:
Aurelie Redwood woke up in a cot. Its frame was made of light brown wood, and the mattress that sat on top was thin and uncomfortable. There
Any reviews/feedback would be greatly appreciated, haha―
Hi!! Can you do the obey me brothers reacting to the mc crying in there room and feeling ridiculous cause some song or show made them think of them dying and now they are sad
A/N: Aight, I'll split this ask into multiple parts. This part is for Lucifer and Mammon. Why? I'm going to burn out so fast if this stays in my inbox any longer lmfao
Warning: Mentions of Death. I will also be using gender-neutral pronouns, since it's not specified in the ask!
OBEY ME BROTHERS X CRYING MC
PART ONE
"―Mammon, put that down! I'm serious! That figurine's expensive―"
"Oh, how charming these posts are!" Asmo quipped, voice bright and dramatic like his usual energy, "The photographer really captured my essence~!" You could almost picture him scrolling on the phone, lips curved into a genuine smile.
"Since when did you participate in another photoshoot?" Satan's voice was harder to catch, though you could still feel the curiosity in his tone.
"Oh, Satan, dear brother, I always participate in those~!"
Your eyes returned to the screen in front of you.
"My love," one of the characters on screen, a man with perfectly combed hair and a desperate expression, had implored his lover, "You can't go now!"
His lover, a tired woman who limped as she walked, stopped and placed her hand on the man's cheek with a loving smile. "I'm sorry, Gabriel, but I must."
"No, Veronica, you can't! You're tired, you're hurt, you can't even walk properly!" Gabriel was holding Veronica's arm like she was glass―one wrong step and she'll be gone for good.
"If you go now, then you'll die." Veronica paused at Gabriel's words, her other hand brushing his hair away from his matted face.
"Then I'll die knowing I saved you."
"Veronica, no!"
You had been in your room for a while now, watching the movie on your laptop screen. More voices came from downstairs, though it wasn't enough for the dialogue to be drowned out.
...Dying. Human.
You are human. You are mortal.
You are replaceable.
You will die one day, and they will have eons to forget someone called MC even existed in their life.
You shook your head, trying to pry the thoughts away. Ridiculous, you were, thinking about these. There was no reason to; you were perfectly fine. Your hand reached up to your face, and you froze.
Since when were you crying?
Ridiculous.
LUCIFER
The Avatar of Pride was patrolling around the house and its various corridors when he came to the bedrooms. His eyes, which had grown accustomed to the darkness of the 'night', glowed softly as he paused.
Last night, he caught Mammon trying to sneak out for some odd deal with some gamblers at the nearby casino. The elder brother had scolded him adequately as always.
If Lucifer caught Mammon again tonight, he would really have to be harsher on the punishments.
Thankfully, when Lucifer stood outside his brother's door, his heightened senses couldn't hear anything out of the ordinary rustles of fabric.
Then, a choked sob.
Was Mammon crying? But no, the sound was faint. It wasn't even coming from the hallway where most of his brothers' rooms were located.
It was softer.
It was MC's.
Lucifer stood at Mammon’s door, freezing just slightly before smoothing his ‘nightly’ attire. He must remain composed. Always.
Another sniffle met his ears, and at that moment, the eldest brother swivelled around and made his way towards their room. At least no one was watching him lose his composure for once.
When he found them crying, he wanted to ask if everything was alright.
But why would MC be crying if everything was so?
He'd try to comfort them with words, embracing them as their tears dripped onto his arms and the movie played in the background. The Avatar of Pride will watch them fall asleep in his arms.
Lucifer had an impeccable memory.
He will never forget someone who matters so much to him.
But he will remember this night. And the two of them will talk about it sometime later, when MC grows more comfortable.
MAMMON
He woke up to the faint sound of someone sniffling. At first, Mammon brushed it off as being Leviathan bawling over some over-the-top anime plot twist.
But the sound wasn't his brother's―in fact, he knew this voice. He knew this voice very well.
The human. His human.
But why were they crying at this time of day night? Wait, no, scratch that―why were they even crying at all? Did something happen again?
The second brother quickly bolted up from his bed, eyes snapped wide and alert. He made his way to the door before he realized he needed to change.
Damn him and his sleeping habits.
When the Avatar of Greed got suitably dressed, he slowly tiptoed out of his room while Lucifer was patrolling a completely different section of the corridor.
He wasn't going to get caught again―not for something like this, anyhow.
The door to MC's room was right there.
Did something happen again?
His human's sobbing didn't seem to stop. In fact, it barely even faltered aside from the few stray hiccups.
...Was I too late again?
The second eldest brother would barge in. He wouldn't hesitate anymore. Mammon isn't a dumb demon. In fact, believe it or not, the Avatar of Greed wouldn't sacrifice the happiness of someone he cares about for his own peace of mind.
He already did that once, and he'll never do it again.
So whenever MC is ready to talk, he'll be there with them. He'll be waiting.
To be fair, things in the Devildom are usually wrong to the human sense.
Satan didn't really know what to say, other than giving you a half-hearted line of comfort.
But the wrathful demon could feel it too.
Things were suddenly so tense ever since the new student arrived; he never met them, though his brothers seemed awfully irritated.
Wasn't wrath his sin?
Satan was the one who got angry, after all.
But with everything going on, the demon wanted to never meet that asshole. Ever.
He had been pissed when he did, sure, but it was nothing he couldn't control.
But that damn sorcerer had to keep pushing.
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Everything was magnificent. Truly. The library was once again stocked with various new texts, and he even had time to visit the new cat cafe across the street.
In fact, the Avatar of Wrath was free of his paperwork to the point that he could head over to the place every day after school for the next few weeks or so.
Obviously, with how inconsistent the student council affairs were, he doubted that will last.
"Satan!" MC's voice called out to him, and the demon turned around. MC was trying to catch up, books stacked neatly in their arms. "There you are. I was looking for you!"
"What for?" Satan asked, his eyebrow raised, "Last I checked, you had your next class in the opposite hall. Did you forget the schedule and directions again?"
MC shook their head, though their face was tinged red with embarrassment, "It's―It's not about that. I just... wanted to check up on you." They tapped their foot in unease, "Everyone's been acting really weird these days, I just hope you guys are okay..."
Satan smiled at the human, "I'm just fine, MC. Though my brothers... Honestly, I've never seen Lucifer quieter. He didn't even respond to our Anti-Lucifer Club pranks."
He felt a tinge of anger, like the usual annoyance that bubbled in his mind. The Avatar of Wrath couldn't help but sigh. Everything was going so well...
But then a small chuckle sounded from behind him. Satan turned his head around to check.
There was a demon. Though everyone was supposed to already be in class, this one seemed a bit more troublesome. Their entire visual character screamed someone who liked causing problems for others around them.
Ah, he recognized that demon.
Satan expected them to say something, like they had done with his brothers. It would be the usual, predictable loop of a bully's stupid actions.
"I can see it on your face," the demon mused, leaning against the wall with their phone still out, "You think I'm going to target you. Maybe say a few small things while I'm at it, huh?"
But Lucifer wouldn't suffer at the hands of a normal bully, would he?
Satan crossed his arms, his mask of politeness rising up tenfold, "That would be the usual for a brainless morsel, but you must think you're different, correct?" He smiled, though it most definitely didn't reach his eyes, "Do enlighten me, morsel, how does one manage to push Lucifer over the edge?"
Sej Hydill didn't look up from their phone, instead replying in something almost uninterested. "Like I'll tell the youngest of the bunch. You're not worth the effort, Lord Satan, you're just Lucifer's shadow. And like I've already done with him, I know you can do any better."
MC, noticing the escalating, tried to step in. "Wait, no, not you too―Satan, let's just go, they're not worth it―we can talk about them to Prince Diavolo―"
Sej winked at the demon, mocking and condescending, "Yeah, Satan, listen to your little human. After all, you're like a dog―bound to a leash. No wonder you're always chasing cats."
"You... dare?"
Satan could feel himself losing control already. No one called him a damn mutt. No one mocked him and called him Lucifer's shadow―his clone.
He might've just destroyed that section of the school entirely.
"Satan! Down!"
And Sej watched as he was forced to obey. Sej Hydill, who hadn't moved an inch at his display of fury and targeted malice, squatted down right in front of him.
Chapters: 16/?
Fandom: 전지적 독자 시점 - 싱숑 | Omniscient Reader - Sing-Shong
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Kim Dokja & Reader, Kim Dokja’s Company & Reader, Yoo Joonghyuk & Reader, Kim Dokja/Yoo Joonghyuk, Kim Dokja & Kim Dokja’s Company, Biyoo & Kim Dokja, Yoo Sangah & Reader, Han Sooyoung & Kim Dokja, Jung Heewon/Lee Hyunsung
Characters: Reader, Kim Dokja, Yoo Joonghyuk, Yoo Sangah, Lee Gilyoung, Lee Hyunsung, Lee Jihye (Omniscient Reader), Kim Dokja’s Company, Han Sooyoung (Omniscient Reader), Constellations (Omniscient Reader), Shin Yoosung, Original Characters
Additional Tags: Slowburn Joongdok, Canon Divergence, Canon Related, Reader-Insert, No Smut, No Use of Y/N for Reader-Insert, Teenage Reader-Insert, Original Character(s), I’m Bad At Tagging, Gender-Neutral Reader-Insert, Canon-Typical Violence, Blood and Gore, Character Death, No Romance Involving reader, Angst, Found Family, Slow Burn, Swearing
Summary:
「 There are three ways to survive in a ruined world. I have forgotten some of them now. However, one thing is certain: you who are currently reading these words will survive. 」
–Three Ways to Survive in a Ruined World [Complete]
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You couldn’t really help but smile.
Perhaps that was one of the first times you truly saw a starry sky, though it still wasn’t comparable since most of the stars still weren’t visible.
The moon shone brightly, casting a beam of light through your window, as dozens of sparkling dots were scattered behind it.
Your book lay forgotten on the bed, though you paid no heed.
That night was when your fourteen-year-old self grew fond of the stars, tearing your eyes away as you began to read, basking in the moonlight.
But, as a popular saying goes, everything that has a beginning must come to an end. It was at that moment that your love for the stars would be fated to dwindle.
Leviathan, despite being the third eldest, was not the third to have met the new dickhead of a student.
You've never seen him come out of his room; he usually attends online classes.
In fact, the third eldest had gotten wind of the situation and avoided the demon like his otaku life depended on it.
It definitely did.
He hid until the day he couldn't hide anymore.
But how do you avoid someone who is actively searching for you?
Leviathan certainly didn't know.
And Leviathan was the best at hiding from his problems.
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"Oh, my, did you hear?" Asmodeus' voice rang from his seat at the dinner table. "There's a new student who has been picking on a variety of other demons lately."
The older demon continued to play the mobile games on his phone, uninterested, "A normie? What would a new normie be doing, picking on others? Waste of time."
"Waste of time or not, the new student doesn't seem to be taking any hints on the... societal hierarchy in the school." Satan, the Avatar of Wrath, tilted his head at Lucifer. "After all, it seems like someone got our dear Lucifer here good."
But Lucifer didn't respond to the provocation. If anything, he stared at the youngest in the eyes with something complex. Something that wasn't anger, to Satan's annoyance (and slight concern). Then the eldest returned to his food.
Asmodeus, still fixated on his reflection in the mirror and unaware of Lucifer's lack of reaction, just sighed. "As if. Lucifer's practically unshakeable. The demon must just be irrelevant. Now, tell me, MC dear, which style here do you think would give me a smarter look?"
"Irrelevant my ass," Mammon muttered, prodding the fork into the food with a scowl, "That fucker's a goddamn asshole." He didn't even protest when Beelzebub asked if he could eat some of Mammon's food.
"Oh? Did you get harassed by this student then?" Asmodeus looked away from his mirror, fixating on Mammon with a disinterested gaze, "Who insulted the 'Great' Mammon? If you're going to sulk, at least tell us their name."
"Asmo," MC shook their head, to the lust demon's mild surprise, with a hesitant look at Mammon, "Not now."
Mammon's scowl went deeper before he stood up abruptly. "Whatever," he scoffed, shoving his plate into the empty sink before making his way upstairs. Lucifer's eyes followed his figure until the door to Mammon's room closed.
"Leviathan," the oldest stated, "Make sure the others arrive at the campus on time. Remember that there's a staff meeting at 9:15AM. Sharp."
Leviathan, finally looking up from his game, just rolled his eyes. "Urgh. Fine. Whatever."
"Where are you going?" Asmodeus examined his nails. "You're not the type of demon to be late. Ever."
Lucifer said nothing, just standing up and making his way to Mammon's room.
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When the group got to the RAD campus after breakfast, Lucifer and Mammon were still not there. The meeting, as important as it was that Lucifer was present, continued on without them.
Where were they?
Leviathan didn't realize he had strayed away from the others until it was too late.
There was someone leaning against the wall―on their phone, like they were waiting for somebody. Leviathan recognized that demon. It was just as they were described online.
Sej Hydill.
"I was looking for you, y'know," their voice carried through the hallway as Sej looked up and directly at him. "So rude... hiding from me? Pathetic."
Leviathan was no pushover. At least, he tried not to be. Yet here this normie was, calling him pathetic and rude. Pathetic. Him? (They aren't wrong.)
"Looking for me?! What do you even want?!" The Avatar of Envy didn't miss the fact that they were looking for him. Stupid normies and their stupid lack of personal boundaries.
Sej tilted their head with a smile―the one that people get angry easily with―and shrugged. "I'm just bored. And you know what I like to do when I'm bored?"
"I like to make it everyone else's problem."
Leviathan rolled his eyes, muttering to himself, "Sounds like a load of shit coming from a shitty normie." But Sej was already laughing, making their way towards him.
"And what would that make you, then? A dumbass otaku? A pathetic schoolboy? A failed general?" The corridor wasn't empty at all. Many other students were passing by, shooting the drama some glances before hurrying off with a scurry.
"Shut the fuck up..."
"Or what? You're gonna cry? You're gonna go and tell dear old Lucifer? You gonna kill me?" Oh, this was bad. Why does that normie get the good comebacks? Why is he just standing here and taking it? He should fight back―
It came, bundled with a laugh, "But then again, everyone― everyone will soon realize how utterly pathetic you are."
Pathetic.
How pathetic you are, Levi.
"I said... shut the fuck up!"
But Sej didn't care much about his anger. They weren't fazed at all. Instead, the demon walked past him, muttering, "Your brothers are hurting, and you're just here, hiding while they pick at each other's wounds. How horrible of a sibling."
Leviathan deflated, turning to stare at them, "What..? You mean... What did you say to them?!"
And how could they know all of this about him and his brothers?
But Sej just muttered under their breath as they walked off, "...Boring."
Hiii, can you make a headcanon about the obey brothers how they act when their jealous. Like maybe when mc spends a lot of time with Solomon or maybe when a lower level demon starts talking to mc. Thank youu and have a nice day!!
A/N: It's been so long since I did something like this, lol. Have a great day to you, too, dear Anon!
Warning: I'll be using gender-neutral pronouns, and this might be a lil long lmao―
JEALOUS OBEY ME BROTHERS
You had been walking around the school campus, enjoying the day outside. Sure, there was no Sun, but you could still enjoy the scenery regardless, right? It was very... demonic.
It felt like nighttime, even though it had been the afternoon. How much time had passed? You couldn't quite tell the time very well here, with the absence of light.
But, like the human world, walking alone at night in the Devildom would never be a good idea for a lamb like you.
"You must be the human exchange student, right?" A demon approached you, his smile akin to a predator noticing an interesting prey. "I'm Dyrin. Nice to meet you, little lamb." His hand was extended out in greeting, as if he expected you to shake it.
So you did. Not because you wanted to, but because you likely didn't have a choice.
'Little lamb, huh.'
Dyrin laughed at your expression, which only caused you to furrow your brows further. "Oh, little lamb, don't look so bitter. It's not like I'm trying to weasel anything out of our precious exchange student, hm?"
Was he a flirt? Did he usually act like this?
"Well? Aren't you going to introduce yourself?" The demon smirked, hand not letting go of yours as he pulled you closer, "Or would you rather I call you 'little lamb' instead?"
LUCIFER
Did you really think the Avatar of Pride―the one who keeps an eye on everything―would let you wander around alone? If anything, he'd be watching from a distance, ready to intervene if anything happened.
Lo and behold, something did.
He watched as that lower demon―Dyrin―put his hands on MC. His MC. The demon of pride didn't waste another second, making his swift way towards the two by the courtyard.
"Am I disrupting something?" Lucifer questioned, his eyes narrowed on the demon. He turned his gaze towards MC, who now stared at him with a grateful expression. "Was he bothering you, dear?"
"Oh no, not at all, Lord Lucifer." Dyrin let the human go as if they were burning coal, face pressed into a polite but cunning smile, "I just so happened to bump into the human. It's quite dangerous leaving them all alone, you see. Who knows what could've happened."
Lucifer Morningstar glared at the demon, his tone warning, "I was asking them, Dyrin." He paused before adjusting his tie, "Besides, are you implying that I am not providing sufficient care or safety for them?"
"Oh, no, sir. Never in my darkest dreams."
Lucifer would never admit he was jealous. Not in public, Heavens―Hell no, but when he and MC are alone again―in his room―he'll find himself acting more relaxed. He'll find the urge to make MC remember and never forget.
Never forget just who had captured their heart.
MAMMON
Just who was this demon, acting all clammy with the human? Mammon certainly didn't recognize them, and he remembers those who are at least a little important.
He thinks. Maybe.
The Avatar of Greed had left the human for just a moment―one moment―and they had already run off and gotten roped up into some nasty fucker's bullshit.
And said nasty fucker was holding their hand―wait a minute...
"Oi, the hell is this?!" Mammon called out, marching over to the two while pulling MC away from the creep. "Hands offa them, dammit―you don't getta touch 'em or call 'em that, got it?"
Dyrin just nodded, looking amused if anything. "Of course, sir. It is now engraved into my memory."
He glared at him, "It'd better be."
As the secondborn dragged MC away, he failed to notice the way the human looked at him―with such a fond expression. "Thank you, Mammon," they smiled.
The Avatar of Greed looked at the human he was dragging away, a faint blush dusting his face before he turned his head. "W-Whatever! Ya better not run off like that again, ya hear me?!" MC is his, not anyone else's, dammit!
MC nodded, mouth curling into a grin, "I heard you loud and clear, Mams."
LEVIATHAN
The one time he went outside voluntarily. The one time the General of Hell's Navy actually went out to touch grass. The one time, and he was greeted with this.
...He was going to buy a limited-edition figurine of Ruri-chan, but that wasn't important.
MC, his Player Two, was currently talking to a lower demon who was holding their hand. Wasn't he their boyfriend? Was Leviathan missing something?
Then he saw the guy pull them closer, and something in him burned with envy. How dare he touch― but what if MC got tired of him already? What if this was their way of showing their thoughts? Was everything a lie?
Leviathan would pull MC away wordlessly, though he wouldn't look them in the eyes. MC would notice―they always did―and the human would have to reassure him.
Perhaps later that night, they would chill in his room, hanging out. Cuddling in his bathtub bed. And the Avatar of Envy would remind himself that their precious Player Two would never leave.
MC would fall asleep first. They always did―mortal minds needed adequate rest, after all. Leviathan would then stare at the human in his arms, brushing away the strands of hair that fell on their face.
What's a multiplayer game without two people?
SATAN
Books, books, books. Books were his love. Books were his life. Books (and cats, of course) were one of the only things that consistently kept him interested in anything throughout the centuries.
Until MC, of course.
Ancient texts and historical documents aside, the demon of wrath was calmly (very calm, very calm) making his way through the courtyard for some student library business, a pile of documents in his arms.
And on his way, Satan passed by two figures on the side. You and this lower-ranked demon, whom he recognized from a student meeting two months ago. Dyrin, he presumed.
Ah, such a shame, he was a competent one.
"Anything the matter over here?" His free hand was firmly placed at MC's waist as Satan inserted himself into the conversation with a composed smile. "I couldn't help but notice the sudden... familiarity you show to the exchange student, Dyrin."
"Familiarity?" Dyrin echoed, their expression of realization paired with the caution of someone realizing they were fucked, "Ah, my apologies, Lord Satan, that was not my intention." He let go of MC's hand, matching Satan with a polite smile of his own.
"I see," Satan adjusted the pile of texts, gesturing for MC to follow him, "The exchange student and I have some... important business to attend to at the student library... You are aware that loitering around the hallways violates school expectations?"
Dyrin nods, moving away from the two. "Yes, sir. I'll be... off."
"And if you dare attempt something like this again, I will personally make sure you are declared missing by the end of the week."
Dyrin looked relieved that Satan gave him the benefit of the doubt, rushing off without a second glance. The Avatar of Wrath could only smile down at MC.
He doesn't get a second chance.
ASMODEUS
"MC, love, there you are―" Asmodeus's words died out before they reached the two as he took in the scene in front of him. Oh, how romantic it looked; MC and someone else who was not him. How... romantic.
Utterly repulsive.
To think that other people admired and loved the human exchange student, Asmodeus didn't find that hard to believe. His human was the most caring one he knew of, after all.
But to see other demons attempt to lay their hands on them? To seduce them when he was blatantly clear on how MC was his? Scum. The kinds worse than Mammon, because at least his elder brother knew when to actually back off.
However, Asmodeus has connections. He had connections everywhere. And the demon of lust was not a social butterfly for nothing.
"MC, sweetheart, I was looking for you~!" The influencer rushed over with a large smile, his usual flair for dramatics blooming as he wrapped his arm around MC's shoulders from behind, "I sent you a message a while ago, and you didn't respond... Is everything alright?"
"You did?" MC pulled away from Dyrin's grasp, fishing for their phone, "Sorry I missed that, Asmo, did something happen?"
The demon just waved a hand, "Oh, nothing too big of a deal, dear. Though, who is this guy? Did you make a new friend while I was gone?" His eyes bore holes into the offender's skull. "How scandalous~."
The lower demon shook his head, "Nothing, sir. I was just heading off. Have a... great day."
"Hm, you do you then~!" The Avatar of Lust didn't tell Dyrin to call him 'Asmo' like he usually did. Just smiled at the guy a tad more politely. A tad more aggressively.
He knew Dyrin. Asmodeus knew everyone.
The other guy never stood a chance.
BEELZEBUB
MC had told him, while walking back from class, that they were going to take a walk outside for some fresh air. They had asked Beel if he wanted to join them.
The demon had agreed to join them, though he had stopped, only for a moment, to get some snacks from a nearby vending machine. When he turned around, the human was gone.
"MC?" No, no, no, he couldn't have lost the human―his human― so quickly, right? What if someone took them while he wasn't looking? A part of him wanted to ask Belphie to help him search, but the younger demon was currently busy with whatever work Lucifer had piled onto him.
...Shit.
After a while, he found MC in the courtyard, with another demon getting in their personal space. The human looked uncomfortable, while the lower demon (Dyrin, perhaps?) pulled them towards himself.
Beelzebub, who was standing behind the demon, tilted his head.
"MC?"
Dyrin, who recognized the voice and turned around with a pale face, immediately let MC go, his face paling immediately as he backed up a little. "Ah, uh, Lord Beelzebub. I'll be, uh, going now."
"Wait. Not yet."
Dyrin stopped, his smile freezing, as he turned around slowly with a small "Y-yes, sir."
If this demon had hurt what was his... If he had tried to take them away...
Then the Avatar of Gluttony would be glad to make him pay.
BELPHEGOR
Belphegor was there. He had fallen asleep on one of the benches in the courtyard, snoring softly when the scene had occurred. MC's presence always did wonders to help him stay awake.
Except that the picture he woke up to was not the best―far from it.
"How thoughtful," Belphie rolled his eyes and sat up, glaring at the lower-ranking demon, "Attempting to do such a lowly thing. Definitely the peak of demonic society, right?"
Dyrin had obviously not expected Belphie to be just sleeping there, stammering out a half-assed, "Lord Belphegor! I was just―"
"Save it. Let them go, Dyrin." The youngest of the seven brothers yawned. "Can't believe you're dumb enough to target them. My human exchange student? Really?" He stood up, walking towards the two. Dyrin immediately dropped MC's hand, already backing up.
"It w-wasn't―"
Belphegor walked closer, unfazed by Dyrin's hasty attempts to back away, "Don't fucking lie to me. Now, if you know what's best for you, you're gonna scram and never approach them again. Got it?"
Dyrin nodded.
"Enjoy your nightmares."
And as Dyrin walked off briskly with a barely-concealed look of terror, Belphie essentially dragged MC back to the bench, lying down with his body half-draped over them.
"B-Belphie?" They looked down at him in surprise before smiling, "Thank you. That was nice."
"...Don't mention it." MC laughed.
A/N: Hope I didn't make them OOC lmao. Hope y'all enjoyed this one!
He must be quite unfortunate―to be threatened by Lucifer and to meet the rude one second.
What irony to the Avatar of Greed's prosperity.
The first time he met Sej?
The demon left him a spluttering mess of that familiar outrage and genuine anger.
You've never really seen him this angry before; you don't think anyone has for centuries.
You tried to console him.
But the Avatar of Greed doesn't need consoling.
He just wants to see them pay.
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Mammon is a scummy demon. He himself can admit to that once in a long while. So he didn't fight back when Lucifer had called him out. He didn't protest. He deserved it, right?
So why did it hurt so much when Sej poked at it?
The Avatar of Greed had been trudging down the corridors―empty save for a few stragglers here and there. His older brother's threats were still fresh on his mind, like a slap that he'd grown accustomed to.
He wasn't as pissed as he was at Lucifer as he was at his buddies. "Tch. And those two bastards who left me like that. Can't believe we had a fuckin' deal."
Fucking deal or not, this was Hell. It was the Devildom. Shit like this happened as regularly as Mammon stole from others.
"Look at that―it's the scummy second brother!" Some of the stragglers made an overdramatic motion of gossiping to their friends, "Wonder what he's gotten into now!"
It was like he could hear those whispers everywhere―really fucking exhausting. Mammon even shot the gossipers a glare, though the group just scoffed and chuckled among themselves.
"Fucking assholes, the lot of ya!" He marched up to them, jabbing a finger at the chest of the demon who seemed to be the leader. He was an Avatar, after all. Like he'll let these nobodies treat him like shit.
"Just because I ain't the smartest, doesn't mean you can talk shit about me or my brothers' situations. Got it?! Mind you―I'm the superior here, so tell me, who's gonna save yer sorry asses when I decide you're dead pieces of fucking meat?"
Everything about Mammon, from his voice to his glare to the general atmosphere, darkened with the threat looming in the air. The secondborn just scoffed, backing off and continuing his slow trudge as the gossipers rushed away.
Stupid nobodies. Don't know the Great Mammon and all his tough shit. Why doesn't he get the respect that comes with his position? The Avatar of Greed shoved his hands in his pockets with a grunt.
Thump. Thump.
Someone was walking behind him. Someone he hadn't noticed was following him. Someone whose footsteps Mammon couldn't seem to identify.
Could this be a new student?
What were they doing outside of class if they wanted to keep a good record? Mammon was about to turn around, but―
"Heh, guess the idiot scumbag has some balls after all."
His eyes widened, then narrowed as the secondborn demon turned around with a scowl. "The fuck are ya sayin'?!" How dare this little vermin say shit like that?
They're nobody!
"Haha, I'm Sej. Sej Hydill. I'd say it's a pleasure to be meeting the Devildom's resident slacker and dumbass, but I'd be lying."
...Calm down; he has to calm down.
More footsteps echo down the passage.
"After all, if that idiot of an elder brother can dismiss his own younger sibling like that... It'd be a wonder if said sibling ever truly mattered in the first place."
He has to calm down.
"You―You have no right to be saying that shit―" Mammon began, marching towards the demon with the same chilling aura he gave the gossipers, "Lucifer's thousands of times more the demon you are!"
"Mammon―What's going on―"
Sej laughs. They laugh, instead of cowering like a normal lower demon would've. They lean closer, whispering, "But would he say the same about you?"
And as Hydill walks away with the shake of a head and another amused chuckle, Mammon stood there, fists clenched and his own pumping blood drowning out almost all of the sound he could hear.
"Mammon, listen to me―take a deep breath."
He did. The Avatar of Greed closed his eyes and inhaled deeply as MC guided him.
A/N: I wanna make the guy smart but like... Ion know how to lmfao― hopefully it turned out all right.
CHAPTER ONE
Lucifer Morningstar is an arrogant demon.
His greatest sin is pride; what else would anyone have expected?
After all, the new student predicted so.
Sej Hydill is not just a trash-talker at their finest.
They are a smart individual―unfortunately.
You've seen the two together sometimes, and each encounter left Lucifer more and more irritated.
Hydill is not Hydill without the immaculate sense of where to prod.
Sometimes you can see the man's eye twitch when Hydill enters the room. The latter certainly does nothing to help.
In fact, sometimes when they think everyone else is watching, they'd taunt the Avatar of Pride even more.
But Lucifer Morningstar, the one who has to set an example, can do nothing about it.
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Unfortunately for some and fortunately for one, Lucifer had been patrolling the corridors that day. The students always seemed to enjoy loitering around the hallways instead of attending their next class.
Mammon, to his developing headache, was a frequent one.
In fact, Lucifer found the demon again, standing by the stairwell and talking in a conspirational tone with two others. The elder brother didn't recognize them, but he stood behind the group nonetheless.
"What are we talking about?" He asked, laidback―almost too laidback. The Avatar of Greed, being as unaware as he usually is of his surroundings, didn't expect a thing.
"Just talking about some new cash grabs―" Mammon had replied with a grin, not noticing the expressions of fear that his buddies now wore, "―don't tell Lucifer, ya hear?"
Don't tell Lucifer? He is Lucifer.
Mammon could feel the sweat drip down his neck as the two demons started to slowly back away, shaking their heads and mouthing, 'behind you'. The second-eldest, being the idiot he is, looked behind him exactly at that moment.
His face immediately paled as his friends broke into a run.
"...Mammon..."
"EEK―"
"If I catch you one more time, I will hang you for days and snap that credit card you love so much in pieces, do you understand?"
Mammon understood very clearly. The older brother watched him run away with that fear-laced expression, brows furrowed slightly in concentration and contemplation.
It almost made him pitiable.
Almost made Lucifer seem a bit too―
"Oh?" A voice asked, boots clacking onto the ground as if they were heels instead, "Was something the matter―bothering the great Avatar of Pride and all?"
This wasn't a demon that dear old Lucifer recognized immediately, but it was certainly someone whose files were on his clipboard. The files of students he had to watch for. The troublesome ones.
Sej Hydill.
An awful personality paired with the looks of something even worse―truly a loathsome creature, by what he had heard from other students at the school.
He didn't notice anything off at first, though the demon carried themself with a lot of pride. And cowardice. "That doesn't seem like any of your business, does it, Mx. Hydill? In fact, I'd recommend you return to your studies immediately if you do not want to face punishments more severe than a detention."
"More severe, you say?" Hydill raised an eyebrow, crossing their arms with a smug look in their eyes, "And what's that? You're gonna feed me to that wittle doggie?"
"What's his name? Cerberus?"
Lucifer Morningstar would have been shocked if he were any less confused. A simple student―a newcomer―backtalking someone of his status? Just who do they think they are?
So the Avatar of Pride stared at the student with an arched eyebrow, "You seem quite smug for an idiot who doesn't know their place in society."
Sej tilted their head. This wasn't what they had been expecting, judging by the look on their face, but they recovered quickly, to his misfortune and chagrin.
Another pair of footsteps rounded the corner. Lucifer didn't pay much attention, narrowing his eyes at the difficult asshole in front of him.
"And that seems awfully prideful for someone who mistreats his own younger siblings. Hanging Mammon for days? Breaking his credit card?"
Hydill let out a small, annoying laugh. It was as fake as it got, though it did what it was meant to do. "You must know he shows more adoration for a piece of plastic than he does for you?"
The eldest brother's eye twitched before he composed himself. He was above such petty squabbles. This demon was nothing.
(How dare they say such a thing to him?)
"What's... going on here?" Another voice―this time soft-spoken and concerned―floated through the open space. MC, who had been coming back from their trip to the washroom, stared at the scene in confusion.
Lucifer wanted to dismiss the human, the one who did nothing wrong. He turned for just a moment―and that annoying voice whispered something that the air carried.
"They will never choose you when they have so many other choices, and you can never truly fight back. Such a shame."
But when Lucifer Morningstar, the eldest and Avatar of Pride, whirled around in offence, he saw nothing where Sej once stood.
They were right in a way―the Morningstar could never fight back. But he was much better. He has etiquette. He was observant. And he was responsible.
DISCLAIMER: Don't know if there was a theory about this already, but this is my hot-take.
Also, this is one of my BIG theories lol.
So. Caine.
The dentures in a suit and a top hat.
We all know how he's goofy, glitchy, and his code seems really outdated/incomplete from all the glitching and lagging.
So basically, he has way too many flaws. Not in terms of code (even if that's true), but in terms of personality.
Think about it― The Digital Circus is a buggy game. It has way too many coded flaws to even make a complex character. The others (Ragatha, Jax, etc.) are complex too, but they were all human once.
You get what I'm saying?
I think Caine was once a human. He was probably the first one to arrive in the circus.
Really, think about it, Caine is way too complex for this random AI ringmaster in this game that the developers didn't even bother to make the actual game mechanics stop lagging.
Caine has way too many human flaws that make him look less like an AI and more like another one of them. Think about it, he's upset that he's not one of the most liked― in fact he's the least. A normal AI wouldn't be hung up on that.
But Caine was.
In fact, when you think more about it, Caine was the only "AI" to be a part of the actual voting. Bubble wasn't there (as far as I'm aware of).
If Caine was a human, then I'm sure you're wondering― how is he the ringleader and has all those powers?
Easy― he made it up.
Think about it, in episode 6, Kinger did the exact thing. When he healed Ragatha, he made a golden butterfly that altered what Caine did― the two hearts.
I think that Caine is the first human to get trapped in the Amazing Digital Circus, going crazy and eventually getting merged into part of the circus. He believes he's the ringleader.
In fact, when Jax talked about archetypes in episode six, wouldn't it fit for Caine to be the "villain" archetype, then? The one to keep them all in the circus because he himself was trapped there?
So, there are two possibilities that branch from here.
One, either the exit may have to do with the Void and going in there, because he doesn't let anyone go in there― and even went out of his way to take Pomni out of the Void (oddly attached to something for an AI, and I'm not talking towards Pomni).
Or two, the Void had something to do with 'Caine' going crazy, which is a bigger possibility, given on how the game is looking lagged and his words are "Not even I know what's out there".
Caine's glitching might be him and the AI part of him just clashing together― because, if you look closer, all the times he glitches is when someone said something to him. Usually the game would glitch by itself― regardless of outside interaction, right?
So it might mean that while the game is laggy and badly coded, Caine's glitching and the glitching in the game that accompanies it come from another source, like Caine himself.
