Morningstar Of Sin

(A/N: Important poll on discord about the Morningstar's love life. I'll put a list of wives/minions by power level. Reaper and Dead God tomorrow and Morningstar is saturday. Also I want your opinions, should I just ban people that join leave then join the discord repeatedly, it's kinda annoying tbh but I don't wanna be mean.

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Love y'all <3 )

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I bring down my palm with full force slamming down on the top of the dome.

*BOOM*

The sound echoes like dynamite in the open air. The dome showed no damage whatsoever and I let out an annoyed grunt. I roll my shoulders as I enter my new second form, my wings go ashen from the usual black as my dark red crown fades to a golden red.

I cup my fists together and slam down with both arms.

*BOOOoooomm*

The sound dulls as the dome webs and cracks slowly falling apart. A large section of the top falls off leaving a gaping hole shining a cold blue light into the dark dome. The light revealed bodies of dead women along with their winged horses laying upon the ground.

In the direct center of the dome is a woman standing deathly still with her eyes on me. She has deep green eyes, greasy black hair, a slender figure, a tall frame, and a sharp-angled face that beautifully fit her slender body. Similarly to Angela, she is over six feet tall nearing seven.

I gesture over at the pile of valkyrie corpses as I slowly fly down "So, almost 2 thousand years and you never bothered to clean up?" A joking smile graces my lips.

Her gaze is still dull looking at me "Did my father send you here to kill me as well?"

My smile drops as I give her a serious look "No, in fact, the opposite. He is selling you to me as a wife, not that he has a choice."

She looks surprised not expecting that answer "And what if I decline?"

I wink at her "I'll convince you."

She smirks "Who are you?"

I bow my head "Apologies for the late introduction. I am Lucifer Creed-Morningstar, ruler of the soon to be Ten Hells". You can call me Lucifer, or honey, or husband. Any endearing title works."

She looks a bit shocked "I am Hela… Father used to tell me tales of your might when I was a child. You seem… smaller than expected."

I smirk "I can be as big as you want."

She gives me a questioning look not understanding my innuendo.

I shrug "Nevermind that. Before I let you out completely I'll need to see your sword real quick."

Her eyes narrow at me "What do you need it for?" She puts a hand to her c.h.e.s.t and in a grabbing motion pulls out a five-foot-long sleek black sword with a spiked hilt.

"I want to kill it's consciousness so that you will not be afflicted by its evil tendencies. It is a symbiote created by a fraudulent God named Knull." I say as I land in front of her extending a hand towards her.

She shakes her head "I refuse."

I smirk "By force it is then. HAND IT TO ME." Pride takes hold of her body as she begins extending the sword towards me. She shakes as he grits her teeth trying to break my control.

"Oops. Close one." I say as I jump away avoiding the sword extending itself towards me. She pulls back now free from my control giving me a glare.

I wink at her as I see her anger rising "After this, you'll owe me one. I'm not the type to batter a wife but it seems I'll have to make an exception."

I can tell just by looking at her, she is much more powerful than my sister. If I were to compare her to myself I would say she is as strong as my first form, definitely stronger considering she has such a powerful blade.

I roll my shoulders as I begin to circle her glowing red with the power of wrath"I won't bully my future wife so I won't be using a weapon."

She huffs as she grabs her sword with both hands as her eyes widen. I vanish from where I was standing appearing behind her. She quickly turns and blocks my fist with the flat side of her sword. Although she blocks it she is not strong enough to hold me back and gets knocked a few feet back through the air.

She glares at me as her feet slide on the ground as she lowers her center of gravity. On the balls of her feet, she launches off the ground towards me. She is certainly faster than I am in my first form but physically weaker by a moderate amount.

I swing my body to the side as I dodge her strike quickly jabbing her in the gut with my close hand. She staggers back a few feet but manages to stay standing. I face her with an impressed smile.

"You are quite durable. That will be a useful trait later on." I joke as I dodge her next strike taking a step back.

She doesn't seem to get my joke again as she calmly jumps back giving herself room. I fall back a few steps as well knowing that it doesn't matter a whole lot unless she practices magic.

She raises an arm at me causing a raise of swords to launch from her body like a rain of arrows. I fly high dodging them with an annoyed grunt.

"You have lost your symbiote privileges." As I finish my words the power of gluttony evolves my body as I do a gripping motion at her body.

An odd power fills me as I steal the strength of the symbiote attached to her body. I smirk at her as she looks confused, unable to conjure swords. I open my palm as a sword launches from my hand like a missile causing her to jump away in surprise.

I flap my wings launching myself at her using wrath to weaken her. She holds up the sword to block bracing herself. Despite being ready for the hit she is still forced into the ground making a small crater and causing the area around to be snow-free for a second from the sheer force.

She grits her teeth as she holds back my punch while I just look into her green eyes with a raised eyebrow. I activate sloth causing the falling snow to seemingly stop in its tracks. She is still able to move fairly quickly despite the slow but not nearly fast enough.

I wrap around her quickly as I put an arm around her with one arm and grab the sword handle with the other. I deactivate sloth as I grip her tightly in an awkward hug.

She struggles to get free but she is not able to take off my grip. I feel the powers of death wrap around her hand as she grabs my leg and tries to suck the life force out of my body.

"Honey, don't you think you are moving forward too quickly? We just met." She seems unamused at my words as she struggles harder seeing that her powers of death don't work on me.

I tear the necrosword from her grip and push her away. She quickly turns to me with a hateful glare. I just give her a charming smile in return. My eyebrows raise as the clothes on her body begin to melt like hot gel. She rushes to cover herself with an embarrassed expression.

Seeing the first genuine expression on her face since we have met I chuckle a bit. I whistle at her proactively as her hateful glare turns back to me.

"Give me a few seconds honey." Gripping the necrosword tighter I send my consciousness into it "Why should I not kill you?"

Silence fills my head as the Symbiote thinks "I can give you power."

I roll my eyes "I have a more powerful sword in my arsenal."

Seeing as it will not give me a reason I raise another question. "Serve my wife well without your yammerings... I will also make you a part of hell's arsenal. These are the two requirements for me not to melt you right this second. Do you accept?"

The deep voice of the symbiote replies with slow words "I will accept."

A wicked grin grows on my face. "Good." I don't let go immediately. Hellfire ignites on my finger and I begin to carve the brand of hell onto its blade.

"AAAHHHHHH," The symbiote screams into my head but I ignore it.

"Done." I look back at my future wife. "Here is your sword back. Now I would like to hear your side of the story." I say stepping towards her handing over the sword.

She carefully takes the sword trying not to reveal too much of her body. Once she grabs the sword and clothes begin to form on her body again she nods her head.

"I will tell you my story." She says with a more serious tone.