The funny thing about time, even as a demon, was that it never slowed down; it didn’t pause when you needed a break, where, for some time, you didn’t want to exist. It continued to flow, the days sometimes blurred together, and the next thing you knew, a month had passed, and you seemed to swear it was just yesterday when something traumatic had happened, and your entire life had blown up within a couple of days. But that is precisely what happened with Azure.
And having spent what appeared to have been in a state of dissociation, he had not done any of the tasks Lucifer had set for him. So when Nether and Cedar walked into his bedroom, the two demons eyed one another, their eyebrows furrowed. Their expressions changed several times throughout the few minutes of silence, and Azure knew th
