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Lucifer
I
landed hard in front of Belial, blocking him from War. “Stop!”
"Get out of the way," Belial yelled.
He'd been arguing with War over the required sacrifice as I approached, still unable to take the life of one he loved. I saw it as a sign that there was still some small goodness left in my son's heart. If War got a hold of him, that tiny shred of light would be snuffed out forever. I couldn't let that happen—even if it meant sacrificing myself to save him. And if I got control of War, I might be able to defeat Pestilence at the same time. I had to try, anyway.
“Take me.” My command boomed forcefully across Heaven, loud enough that War paused. “I’m far more powerful than my son in every way.”
"Are you?" War asked, his voice cracking the air like thunder.
I stood taller,
