Fake it till you make it - Lucathy

Bonus chapter - Devil's slave

(I think the idea is from @Flameheartstar please correct me if I'm wrong)

I opened my eyes and was met with a blue sky.

Strange...

Am I falling..?

It looked so peaceful...

But why does it feel hot...

As if there's lava under me.

I rubbed my eyes and looked down.

It was just white clouds...

I rotated myself so that I was up straight

'Where am I...?' my brain started working again as the gears started turning.

I looked at my hands.

They were still intact...

How....?

Last thing I remembered was looking at a Maniac who was...

Duncan....?

My head hurt slightly.

"Diana, he's going to hell right?" I heard someone say.

I saw a men dressed in a black outfit paired with a black cape, red horns and even a tail!?

'Wait... Diana!?' I looked the other side.

She was there...

She was right there...

Dressed in a white off shoulder dress with elegant angel wings that were slightly stretched out and a pale yellow halo above her.

"Why are you so silent Diana?" The men asked.

"Damian, may you let us have a moment." Diana spoke.

Her voice...

Is just as I remembered.

I just looked at her for a few solid minutes.

She just looked at the ground.

Well the clouds.

"Di-diana..." I reached out my hand as my feet drifted closer to Diana.

She looked conflicted....

"Diana..." My hand made contact with her face.

She didn't look at me.

"Look at me..." I whispered almost like I was begging.

"Diana....?" I called.

She had absolutely no reaction.

"What's wrong...?" I asked.

"Get away...." She said.

'G-get away...?' I thought.

"I-im sorry...? You didn't mean that right Diana?" I asked.

I felt like my sanity was getting thrown out the window.

"Claude de Alger obelia. I mean what I said." She told me.

I didn't move.

"Diana. Please... Tell me, what's wrong!?" I asked.

My hand slides from her face down to her arm and down to her hand.

"What's wrong...?" She asked back.

Her voice was soft yet it hurt.

"Why..." She asked me.