Pip?
Really, him?
I don't care,
What's the point of this? For peace? I don't like him. He's a son of God. An Angel. I am a demon, the new king. I guess if it benefits me not to have to deal with war, it's fine. I've talked to him. He's pissed off at me. It's not my fault. I have life too. Not an active one as he does, mine is mostly ruling hell and fucking guys. I'm just glad.Glad that I don't have to deal with war. That Angel doesn't get it. He was born human. He died, human. Weaklings.
I guess I will start seeing him soon.Great.
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An Angel King and Demon
FanfictionPip Pirrup, the adoptive son of God, and Damien, the new king of hell (his father retired) have to marry each other to bring peace to both heaven and hell. The two have no interest in being together (lazy ass description)