Lilith let out a deep sigh, her mind still clouded by the recent events. "I'm sorry..." she murmured, unable to hide the pain that still consud her.
However, Dante didn't seem interested in reprimanding her, but in understanding what was truly happening. "Want to tell what happened?" he asked gently, still smiling. He knew that, above all, it was his duty as her husband to understand what was going on with her.
Lilith looked at him, her eyes filled with bitter regret. "I'm nervous," she said, frustration evident in her voice. "I couldn't kill that bastard Lucifer. I regret it. I... I should have finished him off."
Dante blinked several tis, surprised by what he was hearing, before letting out a muffled laugh. "Ah... I forgot..." he said, more to himself than to her. Lilith turned her head, intrigued, her expression confused.
"Forgot what?" she asked, not understanding what he ant.
Dante suddenly stood up, his smile widening. "To give you your gift," he said, his tone overflowing with confidence and a touch of amusent. Lilith looked at him, surprised, still not understanding what was going on.
"Gift?" she repeated, still confused.
Without further explanation, Dante snapped his fingers, and in a swift movent, a portal opened in the sky. A loud crash echoed, and before Lilith could react, a man fell from the sky, landing face-first on the ground like a sack of potatoes. She couldn't suppress a look of surprise.
Dante calmly pointed to the fallen man. "Here, you can kill him," he said with unsettling coldness.
Lilith looked at the man with a mix of disbelief and rage. "Eh?!" Lucifer scread, quickly lifting his head, his expression completely disoriented. "WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!" he shouted desperately, trying to get up, but the sight of Dante, with an ironic smile on his lips, and Lilith, her eyes burning with hatred, only intensified his panic.
"What?" Dante asked, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "You thought I resurrected you to be my servant? Fuck you, asshole. You caused chaos in my wife's life. Now, you're just a gift to make her feel better." His voice carried an evident tone of disdain, his eyes locked on Lucifer with an intensity that was almost palpable.
Lucifer, now staring at Lilith, saw a rage so deep in her eyes that he shuddered. She was tense, her fists clenched, her whole body vibrating with the desire to kill that man, to destroy him in every way possible. The suffering he had caused, the years of emotional and psychological torture he had imposed on her, all of that was about to be repaid.
Lilith's fury was like a storm ready to descend upon Lucifer. She wanted to kill him, she wanted to make him suffer, to torture him in every possible way, making him pay for everything he had done. She already imagined the most cruel ways to do it, all the possibilities of destruction that could run through her mind. And the thought of seeing him finally pay for his sins filled her with a dark satisfaction.
Lucifer looked at her, feeling the weight of her presence, and couldn't help but shudder. He knew there was no escape this ti. Death itself seed like a relief compared to Lilith's gaze, full of possessiveness and thirst for vengeance.
Dante observed, unhurried, with a cruel smile. He knew that for Lilith, the pain Lucifer had caused could not simply be erased. And he didn't want it to be. He wanted Lilith to be able to finally free herself. And if that ant letting her destroy him, then so be it. She deserved this.
"Go ahead, Lilith," Dante said, his voice soft but with a hint of approval. "He's all yours."
Lilith didn't hesitate for a second. The rage inside her beca a fla so intense that it seed the very hell around them began to lt. Her eyes shone with the fury that had been contained for years, a deep hatred that could only be satisfied with Lucifer's complete destruction.
She stood up slowly, her movents almost graceful but imbued with a violence that would make anyone tremble in fear. Lucifer, trying to rise from the ground, began to look around desperately, searching for an escape that he knew would never co. Fear was evident on his face, and for the first ti, he didn't seem like the powerful being he once was. Now, he was just a man before the fury of a woman who had suffered for far too long.
"You have no idea what you put through, Lucifer," Lilith said, her voice low and cutting, laced with a rage that seed to reverberate in the air. She took a step forward, her eyes fixed on Lucifer, and with every move she made, he recoiled. But there was nowhere left to hide. The ground was surrounded by Dante, the unyielding observer, and Lilith, the avenger.
"You used , you deceived , and I..." She paused for a mont, her fists tightening, feeling the energy flow through her body. "I should have finished you off a long ti ago, Lucifer."
Lucifer, now in panic, tried to raise his hands as if so plea could save his life. "Lilith, please... I... I know what I did, but please, don't kill ! I... I did everything for you!" He was desperate, but his words fell on deaf ears. He knew that nothing he said now would make a difference. The words were empty, just like the promises he had made in the past.
Lilith moved even closer, her presence threatening like a shadow that covered everything around them. "You did nothing for . You destroyed everything I was, and now, I'm going to destroy you."
She raised her hand, and the energy around her seed to intensify, swirling with a force from another world. A sphere of black energy ford in her hand, pulsing with the fury that was condensing there. The sound of her breath was the only sound heard at that mont, heavy and focused.
"I... I don't... I don't want to die..." Lucifer kept begging, but his eyes, seeing the growing power in Lilith, already knew there was no way out. He was lost.
Lilith smiled with a cruel glint in her eyes, watching Lucifer's desperation grow even more. "You had your chance, Lucifer. Now, it's my turn."
"Ah... how nice it is to see my beautiful wife happy," Dante said, sitting on a stone and watching the beautiful scene of his wife in fury.
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