OF COURSE LUCIFER WOULDN’T CARE, THEY THOUGHT. “what about demons who were humans?” they asked. they were throwing themself to the wolves and they knew it, but a more subtle dig was apparent. better than humans? well, what did that make him, to be half human!? they shrugged and dipped their head, the picture of innocence. THE HELL THEY BORE WOULD BE ALLEVIATED IF THEY COULD CRUSH HIS EGO EVEN JUST ONCE; to watch him stutter, to squirm, to show DISCOMFORT.
HIS HANDS FORMED INTO TIGHT FISTS at the others question. it always came down to his SPECIES. not exactly human. NOT EXACTLY DEMON EITHER. on most days, ky would SIDE WITH DEMONS. they deserved the world and everything in it. on RARER days, he supported the CLAIM he was HUMAN. something,.. he never would ADMIT — least of all around the one before him. “they…” he started to say WORDS THAT HE KNEW, but they were STUCK IN HIS THROAT. a reason to why he grunted before speaking again, “they must EARN their place.” though, in ky’s personal case, his place was ASSURED… if only by the fact of his FATHER, and less importantly his OWN ACTIONS.