Chapter 13
For Yahweh, his first journey to Satan's palace was hardly a pleasant experience.
He was constantly under the watchful eyes of the endless abyss, unable to freely wield power beyond that of an Archangel. Furthermore, Lucifer had secretly transported him to Hell while he was asleep. Who knows which demons and fallen angels had seen them on their journey? It was truly a recipe for endless troubles!
"Yahweh, are you mad at me?"
Lucifer looked at the silver-haired beauty who had turned his back to him on the bed. The white robe encased Yahweh's slender physique, and his silver hair wasn't as neat as before – a few loose strands giving him an added touch of disheveled charm. Lucifer picked up a strand of his hair and sighed with concern, "You left too hastily last time."
The mention of the last incident only deepened Yahweh's regret. Why had he softened his heart? Had he not paid a visit to Lucifer, all would have been well!
"All right, it's my fault," Lucifer said after a moment of standoff. He approached Yahweh's snow-white earlobe, coaxing, "I shouldn't have brought you to Hell without your consent. Can you forgive me? I just wanted to share a 'gift' with you."
Upon seeing Yahweh turn towards him with a puzzled look, Lucifer smiled and said, "I've had Hell redesigned."
Satan spoke in a gentle and lovely tone, recounting bit by bit how he had changed Hell over the years. Yahweh listened intently, and although he didn't believe that Hell had been redesigned just for him, he couldn't resist the tingling sensation caused by Lucifer's voice as he kept whispering near his ear.
"Do you want to take a look?"
Lucifer invited him again, his eyes strangely captivating beneath the crow-like eyelashes.
Yahweh silently stared at the arm wrapped around his waist.
What would happen if he didn't agree?
Yahweh refused to consider the consequences.
However, before leaving, Yahweh was draped in a cloak by Lucifer, with dark magic cast upon it to obscure his face.
Lucifer looked satisfied with Yahweh's new appearance. As a stunning beauty, even with his face concealed, he still possessed a unique elegance. Lucifer leaned closer and kissed Yahweh's chin through the cloak, "I won't make things difficult for you. With this, no one will know your identity."
Yahweh said expressionlessly, "Can you not kiss me, please?"
As if chatting casually, Lucifer changed the topic, "Later, some attendants will come. I've ordered them to treat you as another master here. So if you need anything, just ask them."
Yahweh: "…"
Lucifer, can't you just answer my question directly?
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Lucifer left the palace with the newly arrived mysterious person. This event directly touched the sensitive nerves of many fallen angels.
Unfortunately, their appearance was concealed, so they could only sense the pure power of light through their aura.
An angel!
After hesitating for a moment, the unified fallen angels decided to protect their master's happiness by sealing off any possible leaks. They didn't want any demons to cause trouble. Then, with Lucifer's silent consent, they nervously spread the news to other lords.
Not only the palace, but the atmosphere in the royal city also became eerily strange.
Lucifer didn't take Yahweh to a faraway place. Instead, the bustling royal city near the palace became the best sightseeing spot.
"Yahweh, would you like to buy anything?"
As the King of Fallen Angels, Lucifer casually asked Yahweh if he wanted to buy any products from the fallen angels to take back to heaven.
Yahweh glanced at those items that had their "holy attribute" intentionally removed and shook his head, "I don't like them."
Lucifer lured him, "Whatever you like, I can give it to you."
Yahweh remained silent, and silent he stayed.
Lucifer, with a poker face, kept showing off other exquisite items to tease him. The vendor's smile was about to blossom like a flower, "Your Majesty, anything you wish to buy is free."
Lucifer turned his head gently and said, "But only if he likes it."
The vendor was frightened by Satan's pampering tone and examined this mysterious person closely.
Wearing a white robe with a black cloak draped over it, the face obscured by magic, the figure seemed not to be female.
Yahweh said, "I like Lucifer."
Lucifer's expression froze.
The vendor quickly lowered his head in feigned death, not daring to bear the brunt of Satan's wrath in this perilous situation.
Someone actually dared to say "Lucifer" in front of Satan!
"Yahweh." Unexpectedly, Lucifer wasn't angry. Instead, he took Yahweh's hand, hidden under the long sleeve, and kissed his porcelain-like fingertips. "Let's look around. If you don't like the things here, there must be something else you will."
Yahweh glanced at Lucifer nonchalantly and followed him.
Not far away, Beelzebub was watching this scene, his face periodically turning blue and white. The thing he was pretending to fiddle with in his hand was unconsciously crushed.
How detestable!
The Sin of Gluttony's core was successfully invaded by fury and envy.
After a whole day of strolling, Lucifer successfully heightened Yahweh's sense of existence to a certain extent. At least within the ranks of fallen angels in the ninth level of Hell, they all knew that Satan was shopping with a person who was likely his lover. Their behavior was intimate, and their conversation often involved terrifying keywords.
Lucifer was quite satisfied with Yahweh's lack of objections from start to finish. It was no wonder he had chosen this angel, who was not overly traditional.
"Let me take you to try some of Hell's local specialties," Lucifer suggested, smiling and forgetting the previous unpleasantness.
Yahweh rarely refused Lucifer and nodded.
In a renowned food establishment in the royal city, Yahweh curiously tried a fruit-like dish.
And then—
His expression turned painful as he kept it in his mouth.
Unable to swallow it and not wanting to be impolite by spitting it out, he said, "I don't eat dark things."
Lucifer explained, "It only contains a small amount of dark power. Ordinary angels should be able to digest it." Despite saying this, he didn't force Yahweh to eat the food he didn't want. Instead, he leaned in close to Yahweh and said somewhat forcefully, "Open your mouth."
Yahweh opened his mouth slightly, and the bright red fruit remained in his mouth.
Lucifer couldn't help but smirk at Yahweh's current expression and reaction.
On a whim, Lucifer kissed Yahweh's moist lips, and with a flick of his tongue, removed the fruit from Yahweh's mouth. His teeth bit into the unique dark fruit, and an incredibly appetizing fruit aroma diffused, with minuscule amounts of dark power being absorbed by Satan, the master of darkness.
Sounds of gasping echoed around.
The fallen angels in the store couldn't help but be shocked. This was His Majesty's first time kissing a "person" in public.
It could even be said to be their first kiss!
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The sweet and tangy juice overflowed, delivering to Yahweh's taste buds a flavor he had never experienced before.
Darkness.
Yahweh's eyes were slightly open, taking in Lucifer's face just inches away, the feeling on his lips as if they were being gently teased by a flower.
In the middle of their concentrated kiss, Lucifer suddenly felt something.
His eyes slid to a certain spot, and sure enough, there was Beelzebub, once again exhibiting his infatuated nature by hiding there.
The price of distraction was Lucifer being suddenly pushed away by Yahweh, who fell back into his seat across from Lucifer. Yahweh forcefully wiped his lips, the bright red juice coloring his pale lips an enticing shade. Despite his lips turning red from the kiss, he still spoke coldly, "I don't like things like this."
There was no doubt that after Yahweh pushed Lucifer away, a multitude of murderous gazes focused on him.
Yahweh remained unfazed.
Lucifer asked something unrelated, "Is it delicious?"
Yahweh's aloof expression accidentally cracked a corner.
"I find it very sweet," Lucifer's finger traced his own lips, seductive and bewitching. "Yahweh, my recommendation was not wrong, was it?"
Yahweh: "..."
The sound of swallowing saliva echoed once again, and the seduced fallen angels seemed to answer the question for him.
Everyone believes that, after today, the sales of this kind of fruit will skyrocket!
When Lucifer tried to hold Yahweh's hand again, he felt a significant resistance. However, he had already thought of a way to deal with this situation. "How about we go back and rest?"
The thought of getting away from those gazes relaxed Yahweh, and returning to the palace was a good choice.
But he celebrated too soon.
In Satan's palace, there was only one bedroom, and — there was only one bed.
Yahweh pressed his lips together, standing frozen by the bed. Lucifer had already taken a spot on the edge of the bed, shedding his cumbersome outer robe and extending his hand, "Yahweh, come here." Yahweh reflexively took a step back, then realized there was no need to fear Lucifer, feeling off about his behavior today.
Was it because of that kiss?
It even caused him tremendous emotional turmoil.
"Don't worry, I won't touch you."
Seeing Yahweh's virginal reaction, the smile in Lucifer's eyes deepened, and the words he said were not false, "If you don't come here now, I won't be able to guarantee it."
Yahweh had a strong ability to discern truth from falsehood.
Previously hesitating, he now walked straight over, took off his shoes, removed his outer robe, pulled up the blanket, and completed a series of actions before lying down on the bed.
He calmly said, "Goodnight."
Lucifer: "..."
He struggled internally for three seconds between disrespecting his promise to let Yahweh enjoy a good rest and just sleeping peacefully.
Lucifer compromised.
"Sleep. Tomorrow, I'll show you the sights of Hell."
Gazing at his silver-haired lover who didn't seem to appreciate picturesque scenes, Lucifer spoke with a tone of both regret and anticipation.
Yahweh suddenly felt an immense pressure.
Hell had nine levels, with a vast space not at all inferior to Heaven's nine levels. When would they reach the end of these scenic spots?
If Heaven discovered he was missing, would there be a problem?
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