[Mythology] Walking with God for 300 Years

Michael's entire angel froze.

After regaining his senses, Michael quickly backed away to the right, distanced himself from Lucifer.

"Lu Xi, you..." Before he finished speaking, Michael felt something was wrong.

Lucifer was still in the same posture just now, with one hand supporting his upper body and lying on his stomach slightly, his eyes were blank and lifeless, even with the characteristic expression of being half asleep and half awake.

How is this going?

That position didn't last long, Lucifer half sat up, and after a while, he lay down on the bed again and fell asleep.

Michael didn't know why, he stared at Lucifer and saw him falling asleep.

Thinking of the kiss just now, Michael couldn't fall asleep, and lay beside Lucifer, keeping his eyes open until dawn.

The morning light shone through the pure white curtain, leaving only a soft and hazy twilight, reflecting on Lucifer's perfectly contoured profile, like a rare and hard-to-find oil painting.

"Good morning, Michael." Lucifer's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he greeted Michael with a smile after opening his eyes.

Michael didn't speak from the side, staring at him strangely.

"What's wrong?" Lucifer asked puzzled.

"Lucy, do you remember what you did last night?" Michael said.

"I feel like I slept well last night, and it dawned as soon as I opened my eyes, Michael, what happened?" Lucifer asked.

"You really don't have any impression?" Michael asked suspiciously.

"...No, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Last night when you were half asleep, you suddenly opened your eyes and half sat up, and it took a long time before you lay down and continued to sleep." Michael said.

Lucifer was surprised, as if he didn't believe Michael's words.

"Let me check first." Michael took Lucifer's hand and began to probe his body.

No curse, no dark power left, no resentment entangled...

Lucifer's angel spirit body is as pure and clear as ever, it is the most extreme condensation of light in the world, there is no problem at all.

"Strange?" Michael whispered.

"I think I should be sleepwalking." Lucifer said suddenly.

Some races in the mortal world have this problem.

They will automatically get out of bed in their sleep, go back to bed after doing some strange things and continue to sleep. Generally speaking, this problem is called sleepwalking.

"But we are angels?" Michael said with emphasis.

"It has nothing to do with race, even angels may sleepwalk." Lucifer moved his backhand slightly and held Michael's hand, and said with a smile, "Stop talking about that, let's get up first."

"There is only this kind of explanation." Michael thought for a while, and said with concern, "It is said that some races talk nonsense, cook and go out while sleepwalking. Lucy should be careful when he sleeps. It’s best to cover up the enchantment in the dormitory now, so as not to accidentally run out.”

Lucifer smiled and said a little stiffly, "Okay."

The demons of hell gathered together. This party was initiated by Belial, the demon of the seventh level of hell. All the monarch-level demons and most of the high-level demons were invited to this party. The carnival lasted for three full months regardless of day and night.

As the source of most of the intrigues of the Three Realms, hell is the key observation object of heaven.

In order to prevent the demons from having any new plans, information has been sent to Lucifer's desk in a steady stream, keeping an eye on the demons' movements at all times.

Lucifer and Michael opened the letter paper, and began to check one by one for important information.

(Mephisto fabricated a non-existent weapon, causing more than a dozen high-level demons to start killing each other, was exposed by Mastema, and then got into a fight with Mastema in anger.)

"It's that demon again."

Michael frowned and said in disgust, then threw the letter aside.

(Baal beheaded Duma in the fourth hell, and now both the fourth and fifth are owned by Baal.)

Lucifer took out a map of hell from the bookshelf beside him, erased Duma's name on the fourth level of hell, and marked Baal with a red pen.

……

The first few pieces of information are still meaningful, and the rest are hard to say.

(Abadon fell in love with a succubus raised by Belial, and Belial didn't want to give it to Abaddon, but that succubus was in the middle of the night...)

"This kind of boring gossip doesn't need to be sent as information!"

Lucifer didn't finish reading it as if this letter was thrown into the trash can.

(An Luoxiya from the Nine Hells seems to have taken a fancy to a certain angel in heaven, and after she couldn't ask for it, she wanted to find a lover with a similar face and temperament from the field of Mostima...)

Halfway through, Michael also silently threw the letter in his hand.

"It's time to rectify the quality of spies." Lucifer said with a smile, planning to do this matter later.

"An Luoxiya? The one who went to heaven and met Raziel, right?" Michael said.

Thinking of the oolong back then, the corners of Lucifer's eyes twitched slightly.

"I really don't know what my god meant at that time?" Michael lazily put his hand in front of his eyes. "This group of demons only know to plot and frame each other to kill each other. Why did they create it?"

"It's terrible, but demons live very freely." Lucifer repeatedly rubbed his fingers against the map, "You can do whatever you want, God never ignores demons, so they can do whatever they want, without caring about any will of existence."

That familiar, gloomy mood seemed to be in the air again.

A wave of anxiety rose in Michael's heart.

"It's almost time to go to the Great Cathedral to meet my God, Lucy, how are you preparing?" Michael asked.

Seraphs go to meet God every hundred years, and sometimes God will send a divine voice to cancel the meeting, or let them go to the great hall.

"No need to prepare." Lucifer said, "Anyway, it's the same every time I go, just tell the truth about what happened in the past hundred years."

Yes, Michael thought.

The God in the great cathedral is as always.

The god sits on the throne, always in a gentle and joyless posture, and the holy light is hazy.

As in the clouds, unattainable.

Lucifer stood in front of Seraphim, reported to God neither humble nor humble, and then received a few words of praise.

He wondered in his heart whether God had only divinity but no humanity. The whole world said that God loved angels the most, especially himself.

But every time he faced God, Lucifer only felt that God didn't really care about anything.

Michael moved all his official duties to Lucifer's desk, and handled them beside him.

Lucifer sat on the balcony with a book, and fragrant flower tea was placed on the table beside him.

"What are you thinking?" Michael asked.

"Michael, let's go to the Mortal Realm now." Lucifer said suddenly.

"Why are you in such a good mood today?" Michael said in surprise, "You don't like going outside? I usually take you out to play."

"I suddenly wanted to leave heaven on a whim." Lucifer thought about the famous places in the mortal world, but couldn't even arouse his interest, and said, "Let's go to the desert again."

This moment in Mortal Realm is night.

"The night is so beautiful." Lucifer said.

Heaven is a place of radiance and eternal glory, with light shining day and night in all directions, the difference is only the intensity of the light.

It is beautiful, but it will become numb after staying for a long time. On the contrary, you will love the peace and tranquility of the night.

The stars have disappeared, only that one star is shining brightly.

Lucifer took out the white velvet carpet from the dimensional space and threw it on a sand dune, and then lay on it quite casually, Michael followed suit and lay down beside Lucifer.

Below you is the desert full of yellow sand, and in front of you is the endless sky. Such a simple environment is far inferior to the magnificent palace in heaven, but with the presence of angels around you, you will become comfortable and at ease.

In this silent world, it seems that there are only two angels leaning on each other.

Michael rolled lazily.

"Bechymos and Leviathan are together, what do you think?" Lucifer said.

"A unique couple." Michael said inexplicably, "But they both love each other deeply."

"But both of them are male." Lucifer lowered his eyes and said in a flat tone.

"This is their own private matter." Michael said seriously, "I always think that as long as it doesn't hurt others, that person's hobbies should be respected even if they don't understand. And no matter what happens, there is someone who will always be by your side. Envy."

"Go to sleep."

Lucifer smiled lightly, and arranged barriers around to prevent the disturbance of the yellow sand and breeze.

Michael's white wings were resting on Lucifer's lap, and Lucifer's fingers lightly stroked the fluff on the root side of the wings, causing a tremor.

"...Itches." Michael said vaguely, rolling his body away from Lucifer.

Lucifer held Michael in his arms, inserted his fingers into the other's red hair, and kissed the corner of Michael's lips like a dragonfly on water.

Then his body stopped, Michael held the condensed dagger with his fingertips, and pressed against Lucifer's waist.

"Michael." Lucifer called out his name in a daze.

"What do you want to say? Are you sleepwalking again?" Michael said expressionlessly.

Seeing that Lucifer couldn't answer, Michael waved his hand with complicated eyes and sent out a light blade, shattering the barrier, and then flew towards heaven.

Lucifer who came back to his senses also flapped his wings and caught up with Michael.

"Michael, I..." Lucifer said.

"Lu Xi, it was just you sleepwalking just now." Michael interrupted Lucifer, "And I, I am also a little confused, it was just an accident."

"I don't, I know what I'm doing."

"Lucy, you don't know!"

"Not only you and me, but also Bechymos and Leviathan." Lucifer said.

"It's not the same, we are angels, how can we violate the seven virtues and betray God's faith." When Michael mentioned the word God, his subconscious tone turned into reverence.

"Ha." Lucifer let out an inexplicable laugh, "It's God again."

From will to action to emotion, nothing is completely free, all belong to God.

Michael's face was pale, but he didn't refute Lucifer's words.