The Fallen King [Dark Temptation Spin-Off One]

Lucifer You’re not allowed to step in this holy ground anymore. I’m casting you out of Heaven. And you shall become Satan, together with your followers. Did that make me regret my decision for defying God? Absolutely not. Moreover, I was grateful that I didn’t need to live with him and his trusted followers anymore. It sickened me. The beautiful angel was no more. Only the obscene and villainous demon who ruled Hell. I yawned as I looked at the dark sky. What was I doing? I think I could hear Daemon was calling me. Leave me alone, Daemon. I needed my alone time. Besides, I wasn’t really needed down there. Daemon could handle the mess. After all, there was only mess in Hell. Who could stop the demons to consume the same soul over and over until they were satisfied? And I was quite bored waiting for the result of Venus now becoming the inner demon herself. I smirked. It was just a matter of time anyway. Although Rowan did manage to persuade the cult to believe by killing Venus, meaning the end of the world would be prevented. What a lie. And what a bunch of stupid humans for trusting a demon. Did they even realize Rowan was a demon? Therefore, he couldn’t be trusted. Lesson one, never trusted a demon. I closed my eyes, letting the cold wind hit my body. This was quite relaxing. Laying on the rooftop with my palms as my pillow and crossed my legs. Daemon used to say humans called it to let off some steam, whatever what it meant, he told me by sleeping with someone else. I tried before, consummate other humans but I felt nothing. Don’t get me wrong, I did that to other female demons. Letting the beast out and caging it back. It seemed letting off some steam by doing that wasn’t working on me. Watching my followers torturing souls didn’t satisfy me at all. What should I do? Now I was bored. And nobody wanted me to get bored. Even Daemon always prevented me to get bored. Not that he was scared I would wipe out the entire civilization. It was what I was waiting for and maybe I would have the chance sooner. But where was the fun of that? I hated humans. And it would be so easy to kill them now. With my massive power, I could do that. Not that God would punish me for that. And the only way for him to punish me…was by killing me. Would he have the heart to kill me? To kill his own creation? The son of the morning? The supposed to be a light-bringer? Oh, well. Maybe he cast me out because no one could rule Hell. Nobody wanted the job. Same as Heaven, both places needed a ruler, a leader, a king. And I was perfect for the job. Not that I was going to complain about it. I yawned once again. I was sleepy now. Maybe I should just sleep here. It was nice up here. Sorry, Daemon. I was always a fast sleep. Close my eyes for five seconds and I would soon go straight to my dream world. No, I never had a dream. Even dreams had to rethink their decision to have me as their guest. But never woke me up when I was in a deep slumber. I had a short temper regarding my slumber time. I had killed many demons because of that. Mentally counting down in my mind. Five… Four… Three… Two… On— I was about to reach one until someone opened the door harshly, snapping my eyes open. For the love of God! I rolled my eyes. How lucky soul whoever that was because if he was another demon, I would wipe him out without even knowing I just killed him. “f*****g bastard!” And a woman spoke. Oh, a lady? What a mouth. So unladylike. I looked to the side, seeing the woman in a robe standing with her hands on her waists. Looking like she was stressed out. And mad. What happened? “Who the f**k you think you are, asshole? I’m going to be really busy? Kiss my ass, motherfucker!” Whoa! I couldn’t help myself that I was literally shocked by the number of curse words coming out from a woman’s mouth. I knew it was normal here but still…should a woman do that? “You just don’t want a sick girl like me anymore, you cocksucker asshole! Go to hell!” she screamed. What a brutal woman. Savage. But at least she was showing her true side. Not everyone could do that. Well, she didn’t know I was here. “Bastard…” she murmured again until…a single tear dropped. She was crying? “I just lost my dream and now I lost my boyfriend?” Ah, she was cursing at her boyfriend. No wonder. “Why? Why me? What did I do?” she started to sob. What a typical situation. She was here, meaning she was one of the patients. Maybe she was destined to have the deadly disease and she couldn’t accept it. That's probably it. Foolish human. What a weak little creature she was. And it wouldn’t take much time until she would blame God for that. Oh, well. I went back to my last position before she came in. Closing my eyes while listening to her crying. Get over it, woman. And let me go back to sleep. Why she had to be here anyway? If she was angry with this boyfriend, she should have just told him that. Didn’t she have any courage to do that? Like I said, what a weak woman. Then, I heard nothing. Good. But instead of listening to her go back to the door, I heard her steps moving away. Peeking with one eye, I saw her standing near the edge of the roof. Immediately opened my other eye and pushed up my body as I rested my weight with my elbows. What was she doing? A suicide? She was looking down – looking at the scenery playing down there. Jeez, the girl couldn’t even handle rejection from a man. Not even able to accept her fate. Whatever. I was about to lie myself again yet I couldn’t look away from her. Gluing my eyes to her back. That was when I saw it, everything. On how happy her life was before. Seeing her dancing. A dancer? And how ecstatic she was with a man – her boyfriend. How lively she was. Loving her life without any pain. Surrounding herself with her family and friends. Until I saw her crying. Devastated. In despair. Witnessing her turning from a bright and beautiful young woman into the version she didn’t even recognize. Full of agony and she was suffering. And she had no choice but to end it. How she couldn’t accept the reality and this was her only conclusion. Death. Poor woman. She would be a new toy for the wicked demons down there. There was no peace for her, only torment. And even though she was far away from me, I listened, “I’m sorry,” she said. That was when the weird thump hit my chest. What was that? Why I had this urge feeling…to stop her? She was not my business. She meant nothing to me. If she wanted to throw away her precious life, it was her choice. Let her taste the burning inferno down there. Let her regret her decision. But somehow, there was something inside of me. Screaming no. It seemed I was too tired not even myself was functioning tonight. Just do it, woman. When I looked back at the woman as she was ready to jump, again the unknown voice was saying no. When her body slowly fell, in a second, I stood up. Jumping toward the woman and grabbed her wrist, pulling her to my chest. As I fell to the stone floor, hiding the woman inside my hold. What did I just do? Why I stopped her? “Am I dead yet?” she asked. Heaving her hands on my back first, almost like she wanted to feel me. “Who are you? Did you just take my life?” No, actually. “If you are, then good. I wanted to die. I don’t deserve this! Any of it! I have everything until fate played its cruel part on me. I hate it! I hate God! I hate everything!” See? She blamed God. Poor old man. He became the black sheep of the humans he loved. This was why being evil was good. “Wait,” She moved her hand to her front. “Why am I still beating? I’m still alive? No, why am I still alive? Did you just save me? Why? I don’t want to be saved. You should’ve just let me be!” Correct. Not even me knew what did I just do to her. “I wanted to die. You’re so selfish for saving me.” And that, “You’re even more selfish to throw your life,” I countered back. She fired back, “It’s my life, I can do anything I want.” I smirked at her response. Strong woman. She was strong and a strong woman would never let anyone see her at her weakest state. “s**t… I’m not usually like this. I never thought I would be doing this. I never understand the feeling of the people who committed suicide. Now I do. Because they lose hope, just like I lost mine.” My shirts got wet. “I can’t handle this. Everyone keeps saying I’ll be all right. Obviously, I’m not. That’s the biggest lie I’ve ever heard. I won’t be getting better, only worse.” And for the first time, I witnessed the misery a human had to face before they chose the ultimatum. Right in front of me. Usually, I would have just said to do it. Tonight, I wasn’t being my usual self. So, I said, “Don’t throw away your precious life. You will regret everything.” She moved her body and was about to show her face. “Who are—” Until I covered her eyes with my hand and she instantly fell asleep and fell right on my chest again. “You don’t want to know who I am,” I stated. As she was sleeping, I turned her body so I could see her. Silky platinum blonde hair. White porcelain skin. Petite yet plump lips. Beautiful. A beautiful creature who had been tainted. What a waste. “Tonight is your lucky night,” I scoffed. I picked her up and brought her out of the rooftop. Great, where was she sleeping? “Oh? Ivy?” until someone said and I looked at her. A woman with a uniform. What were they were called again? A doctor? “Who are you?” she asked. “Nobody,” I said. “Was Ivy from upstairs?” Ivy? That was her name? “She was.” “What was she doing there?” About to commit suicide. “Crying until fell asleep.” “Ah, must be after the conversation with her boyfriend. So not a gentleman. Oh! Her room is over here,” she pointed out as I carried her there and lay her down on the bed. “Thank you for carrying her here,” she thanked me. I only nodded my head. Looking at her face, “Ivy…” I murmured her name. “Beautiful name, isn’t it? Even more beautiful with her full name.” “What is it?” “Ivy Phoenix.” Ivy Phoenix. Ivy. Phoenix. Like the name of the first woman combined with the mythical creature who kept resurrecting from the dead. I smirked. “Beautiful, indeed.” I turned around. “Oh, may I ask your name? I’ll tell Ivy about you.” “There’s no need to do that.” “Why?” I looked at her again. “Because you will forget about me the second I’m out of this room,” I stated. No one should know who was the Lucifer. I walked out of the room, heading back upstairs. Ivy Phoenix. What an interesting soul. I guessed I found the one to erase my boredom for a while. Let’s see how you’re going to entertain me, little human.