Three Weeks Later
Urushihara had no idea where he was, but he knew where he wasn't. Somewhere comfortable.
He had been staying in alleyways, parks, under highways and bridges, and, well... anywhere without people. Though, that didn't mean he didn't run into his fair share of mean people. People who kicked him, shoved him, beat him for whatever little pocket change he found on the side of the road. And whenever he fought, similar to his stays with Olba, it only made life worse.
He hated his life.
From Archangel, to fallen angle, to Demon General, to presumably-dead Demon General, to First-Class Shut-In... and now what is he? He's a homeless disgrace to all demons.
"... I wish I was dead..."
"That can be arranged."
Urushihara heard a voice, and then turned behind him. "Oh no- not you- anyone but you- NO-!"
And then everything went black.
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Lucifer's Escape
FanfictionWhen the insults and abuse become too much for Urushihara, he decides to take matters into his own hands, and runs away. Can the others find him in time? Or do they even care at all?
