"It doesn't matter, no matter where I am in heaven or hell, I will protect you"
The year after he left, Lukifer looked at the blue figure with a doting look on his face. He spoke softly, as if everything was taken for granted.
"You are just my ghost king"
Hundreds of years later, Satan looked at him with those deep black eyes and left an indelible mark on him.
"For you, even if it turns heaven into hell, I won't be afraid."
A few hundred years ago, Lucifer stood on the edge of a flaming cliff, holding him tenderly in his arms, with an everlasting temperature and heartbeat.
Yes.
In fact, you are always here, right? No matter where we are.