Afterstory (Lucifer)

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Lucifer didn't know much about his mother, only that she liked to play the piano and that when she wasn't playing, she was often crying.

She died when he was six years old. He was in the garden chasing his three Rottweilers when he found her. Blood stained the white roses and her wedding dress, her legs bent the wrong way, but when he looked at her face, all he could see was a rare smile.

No one told him how she got there but when he got older he understood. She jumped.

It was because of his father.

The wretched man who forced himself got her pregnant, who grew tired of her when once she turned 30, called one day and said, "I found someone else. She's having my child, so let's divorce now."

Just like that, one life was taken, countless were ruined.

Lucifer's grandfather was a man of integrity. He has always disapproved of his son's lifestyle, but turned the blind eye because he believed that the man would grow out of it. But this was the last straw.

"You're a married man! You're too old for this! Did you ever think about Lucifer? What will happen to him now without his mother?"

"Heh," Lucifer's father sneered. "Who has time for that accident?"

Grandfather threw everything he could reach before declaring, "From now on, I have no son. Leave!"

Father snorted and left the house, believing that sooner or later, the old man would call back for him.

But of course, he never did.

Realizing that he won't ever get the company, Father fell into gambling and drinking. He beat his mistress and she went to Grandfather demanding compensation. The old man already knew the truth: the baby in her belly wasn't related to him, so he sent her back.

She was beaten until she died.

Before the cops could arrest him, the loan sharks did. His body was found floating in the river.

If someone were to ask Lucifer, did that bother you? He'd look at you then shrug.

He couldn't even bring himself to say that the man deserved it. That's how much he didn't care.

For years, Lucifer threw himself into work, not because he liked it but because it was all he knew. But still, his grandfather worried. Normal teenage boys rebelled and chased after girls, but not Lucifer. He spent a lot of his time with adults, specifically with those in the company. He didn't have friends, unless you counted Simeon, who was exceptionally kind and has known him since before the incident. He had no interest in dating, because he learned from his old man's mistakes.

Studying hard and getting good grades, working well and getting a raise, he was like a machine.

The truth of the matter was this, Lucifer lost all sense of feeling the day he saw his mother's mangled corpse.

Handsome? Famous? Devil Tyrant of the Business World? He never cared. He walked as he pleased, not caring about others or what they thought of him. At least, not until she arrived.

He knew MC back in high school, but only saw her late into the future.

He saw her practiced smiles, her business smiles, her tearful smiles, and the rare, warm smile reserved only for him.

For four weeks, he felt that the missing piece in his soul was restored. He was finally happy.

But then, you left and took his entire soul with you.

The sun was out that time, and it was out today, as Lucifer stood by your gravestone. It's been three years since you died but he can't bring himself to forget.

The doctors couldn't figure out what happened. "It was like every organ decided to stop working at the same time," one said.

Lucifer smiled sadly, "Hello, darling."

"I came to tell you, grandfather is dead ... But don't worry, he passed peacefully, we shared one last drink together."

He paused, like he waited for you to say something.

"Hey, MC, do you miss me?" Lucifer knelt down and gently placed down the bouquet. "I thought I could continue living as I always did, but every night all I see is your back leaving me and all I feel is your body in my arms."

Another pause.

"Before we poured the brandy, grandfather told me I should stay strong and find someone else. I couldn't bring myself to promise him that. Was I too selfish?"

He caressed the marble tombstone. "I donated my profits to every charity you ever started and I made Simeon CEO. My love, I'm just a poor man now, but will you still accept me?" Lucifer brought out a silver flask and then downed the bitter content all in one gulp.

"You already accepted the ring so you can't say no to me again." He closed his eyes and let the poison take him. 

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