Morningstar Of Sin

(A/N: Biggest c.o.c.kblock I have ever written and I'm sorry lmao.Too be fair it seems like a larger cliffhanger than it actually is so don't hate me. Be sure to check out The Dead Gods Path if you haven't the MC has similar horsec.o.c.k energy. Maybe wait for it to get more chapters.

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Seeing we had arrived at the destination I hop off the fading branch and fly into the light. From a well of darkness, I emerge and am immediately showered by the mist of clouds. Flying above the clouds I arrive at a massive golden gate.

It is similar to the golden gates of heaven but there is little to no holy energy radiating off of it. It's just a cheap knockoff really. Behind it I see a city or porcelain and gold similar to Asgard but many times more elegant. A shoddy knockoff of heaven as well.

It's apparent that this place was made by genuine angels since it is such a well-made knockoff. Not to mention that it's named Heven, such an overwhelming lack of creativity, it has to be a sister of mine.

In the distance I see angels flying towards me not that I care. If they attack me I slaughter this false paradise, if not I only kill the queen, simple.

I hold out my right hand towards the gate, with a thumb to my middle finger I flick the gate.

*BOOM*

With a low rumble, the clouds shake as the golden gates are blown off their nonexistent hinges. The angels that are rushing me stop as they stare at me in awe. My two sets of horns, two sets of wings, tail, and flaming crown are on display.

I fly forward between them as the part letting me through. I can see a light greyish red glow coming from their bodies, Wrath is affecting them without me actively using it because of my anger.

In a streak of golden light, a figure falls from the sky donning golden armor holding a flaming blade of heaven. I recognize her face immediately.

"Jophiel." My cold voice causes the angels to shake as Pride influences them.

Her eyes look at me dully showing an unimpressed look "Lucifer."

"Do you know why I am here?" I ask as I look down at her with an arrogant expression.

Her eyes narrow a bit "No, and I do not care. You are not welcome here, this is a land of eternal beauty, not fitting for you. Perhaps as you were before, but certainly not as you are now. Your handsome face is wasted on you."

"I have no interest in your beauty standards sister. What you answer next will determine if you make it past this day or not. Did you or did you not murder a child in her crib while waring with Asgard?" My voice shakes the ground as my anger grows further.

She looks at me as if I had just asked a stupid question "Of course I did. It was destined she would grow into a woman more beautiful than I. You know I can't allow that brother."

Flames begin to roll off my body as Azreal's blade appears in my right hand and Dainsleif in my left. "So you have chosen death."

She readies her sword as the rest back away "I do not know fear, brother. Even with Azrael's blade, I can feel it, you are not the once feared devil."

My eyes turn serious as I raise my sword high above me "Then you shall learn today…"

I bring down my sword as a pillar of flames raises from my blade. My powers turn the hellfire from bright red to a fiendish dark red. Her wings divide into six as she channels her powers of an archangel.

*BOOM*

The clouds below her feat hold solid as if made of the strongest steel in the world. As she takes my blade golden light covers her as the hellfire begins to burn it away. Despite holding up so well to the impact the clouds begin to set ablaze as my flames touch them.

Through grit teeth, Jophiel holds up my swords with anger in her eyes. "Why do you care about one child?"

The flames around me burst many times bigger as my anger flares even more. "She was my betrothed. More than that, YOU MURDERED A CHILD, A SOUL WITHOUT SIN WAS SENT TO HELL! BECAUSE OF YOU! NOT ONLY THAT, YOU TOUCHED MY PROPERTY. YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO THOSE WHO TOUCH MY THINGS!"

She looks at me as if my words are unjust which only fuels my anger. "Father would be angry if h-" She is interrupted as I do a spin kicking her in the stomach sending her flying.

She hits a building falling to one knee. "YOU WILL SPEAK NOTHING OF HIM IN FRONT OF ME!"

I point back at the destroyed gates as he kneels on the ground almost 100 feet away. "MICHAEL HIMSELF COULD WALK THROUGH THAT GATE AS WE SPEAK! AND I WOULD STILL RIP YOUR SOUL TO SHREDS IN FRONT OF HIM!"

She stands up using her sword as her pride doesn't allow her to kneel "I am no longer the weak girl you once knew. I will not sit in your shadow any longer brother. Here? I AM QUEEN!"

Light blazes to life around her as she rushes me glowing like a stupid bulb. I dodge her first downward strike and meet her second horizontal strike with only Azreal's blade. The anger on her face grows as she sees me meet her strike with only one hand.

As she is about to pull back to strike again I use Dainsleif to slash up at her face. She manages to pull back but not fast enough, blood sprays in the air as her helmet flies off her head.

"AHHHHH!" She screams as she stumbles back holding her face. "No! My… my beautiful face." Rage is written on her face but the rage turns to fear and finally disgust.

"WHY IS IT NOT HEALING!? I AM AN ARCHANGEL OF GOD, WHY IS IT NOT HEALING?!" She says looking up at me in horror and anger. I respond by swinging Dainsleif at her face again creating an off-center cross shape.

"AHH." Again she keels over and holds her face as she bleeds all over the ground.

"Pathetic. All this anger and this is what I have to fight? A pathetic excuse for an Archangel… Are you still jealous of Uriel? Is that why you left Heaven and made this shame?" I hold my arms wide as she looks up at me through the gaps in her hands.

Holy light begins to gather above us and a beam pierces the clouds above bathing Jophiel. She slowly stands up and faces me. The wounds on her face are healing but leave nasty scars. It appears a lower God made weapon won't work entirely.

"You may be stronger than me, but I will not go down easy." Her anger causes her normally beautiful voice to distort.

The cold expression I had this entire time falls as a mad grin replaces it "That was the plan from the beginning. You. Will. Not. Go. Quietly."

The fire around me doesn't die down at all, if anything it got larger. She holds up her sword once again as holy light shines onto me. It tingles my skin but my fire is protecting me from the major brunt of it.

I smirk as I rush forward before even seeing me Azreal's blade is shoved through her shoulder causing her to drop her sword. I bring Dainsleif up to her shoulder and begin to slowly carve off a piece of her flesh.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" She falls to a knee from pain. The shoulder strap from her armor is cut exposing her u.n.d.e.r.g.a.r.m.e.n.ts to the rest of the onlooking angels. Many of them look like they wish to help but they can barely withstand the heat I radiate from where they are now.

I shove Azreal's blade further into her shoulder till she is stuck into the ground with it. I grow a wicked smirk as I take Dainsleif and begin carving the flesh off her arm.

Like a new sun, the clouds above us part and a massive light is shown upon us both. "Stop, Brother!" A familiar voice speaks.