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[morningstud]

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"You've reached Lucifer Morningstar. I am unable to take your call at the moment, please leave a message."

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[endoftheverse]

This detective that doesn't know you're the ruler of hell, torturer of souls?

I can't help but wonder how they'd look at you, if they knew.

[Lucifer cocks his head to the side, though, somber.]

You speak with your siblings, do you? They don't try to massacre you every chance they get? Or did they join you in 'therapy' and learn it's particularly rude to try and murder one of your oldest, most loyal brothers?

[morningstud]

She believes it's an assumed named.

[He doesn't get the chance to say much else, though, because other Lucifer goes and says.... that.]

Youngest brother, actually. And I can't say any of my siblings have ever tried to kill me. My problem is more they've never bothered to visit.

[endoftheverse]

[... Huh.

He sits back, feeling particularly uneased by this other devil's universe. Not because it sounds terrible — but because it was an old fantasy of his, a long, long time ago (and once upon a moon, was a rekindled fantasy quickly stamped out).]

Youngest brother. What a tragedy.

How did you come to be in hell? I'm dying to know, now.

[morningstud]

It's a bit of a long story, that. The short of it is it was Mum's idea to send me off to rule over Hell, when what Father wanted to do was kill me outright.

[Please tell him Goddess exists in your world, he's going to riot if She isn't a multiversal constant.]

[endoftheverse]

[........... Oh. Alright then. Now this is strange.

Lucifer's hand falls from his mouth, sits on the bar counter as a new strange interest piques.]

You have a mother, do you?

[morningstud]

[wh...]

The Universe wasn't bloody created just by my Father!

[endoftheverse]

[Huh.]

Who else, might I ask, created the universe?

I mean, I know the old man had a sister. But she was hardly a creator-type.

In fact, he locked her up and threw away the key, when she was a handful.

...

Dad's got a pattern of dealing with his family.

[morningstud]

[.....]

Just Father and Mum.

[......]

He did lock Mum away in Hell, that is true. She never responded the demons' attempts at torturing Her.

Mum is safe now, I cut a vagina-shaped hole into a brand new universe for Her to create Her own world.

[I am not making this up he calls it the "space vagina" multiple times.]

[endoftheverse]

... From one Lucifer to another, I have to say, your family is a real piece of work.

Well, there's no mother involved in my life, sad to say. A single parent situation.

[He works his jaw, tapping his fingers on the bar.]

I guess I got your dear old mom's treatment, though. Cast down into Hell.

The demons weren't much for tormenting their own creator, though.

[morningstud]

You're telling me.

[Now you understand why he's in therapy, yes?]

The demons I know weren't created by Father and Mum; they're the children of Lilith. Now she's a fascinating person, but just like the person who created her, she abandoned her own children.

[ah...]

I made a promise never to tell the Lilin. Perhaps that was unfair to Maze.

[endoftheverse]

Hmm. Children of Lilith, you say. Fascinating.

[He taps his chin, pensive.]

It's true she's made demons over the years — but I'm the one who made her first.

One of my personal touches to dad's favorite works.

[morningstud]

Oh, Father was the one to make her. I had nothing to do with it. She was Adam's first wife; one who understandably wasn't willing to stand back and let him take all of the credit.

She decided she wanted to live as a mortal human in the Twenties, and I don't actually know what became of her to be honest.

[It might be a dream, but it seems like he still has to be fashionable, with the way he toys with a ring on his finger as he speaks.]