Brother.
That was one word Lucifer hated deep down in his core.
He hated that his brother looked identical to himself, except for their hair color and wings.
He hated that he had a cursed mark, while Gabriel was seen as the 'amazing' one.
Tah!
Lucifer, Prince of Pride, would rather chew off his own neck than admit he was jealous of his brother.
Thinking of the mess that Trickster had left him with, Lucifer's fury grew a hundred times more in his heart.
He was so furious that the many bugs in his body began crawling and moving to save their own lives when feeling their host's anger.
[Rotted worms]: Help… Who is the one who is making our host boil? Don't they know that we are the ones to suffer the aftermath?
The worms wanted to cry but had no tears.
Lucifer licked the blood dripping from his lips with a cold glint in his eyes.