A/N: A 'little' bit rant/thoughts at last.
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Ender lay comfortably in Lilith's lap, his eyes half-closed as she gently caressed his hair. It was one of the few moments where he felt life was worth living.
"Lord, you didn't tell me that Protectors from the future had come," Lilith pouted, her sharp nails tracing circles on his hair.
Ender didn't even open his eyes. "I thought you wouldn't be interested and they are not from our future"
"But they are from the future, right?" she smirked victoriously.
Ender mentally sighed. 'Not falling for that trap.'
"Yes, yes, you're right," he said, swiftly changing the topic before she could turn this into a debate. "So, why are you interested in them?"
Lilith's eyes gleamed. "Since they are from the future, they should know about Hell, right?"
Ender resisted the urge to groan. 'Of course, this is about Hell.' Lilith continued, her excitement growing. "And if they know about Hell, they should know who rules it. I wonder…"
Her lips curled into a proud smile.
"How many parts of Hell has our son conquered?"
Ender's expression remained neutral, but internally, he was facepalming. 'Why did I even ask?'
He exhaled, sitting up. "I don't think they know about Hell. Even if they do, their universe is very different from ours."
Lilith hummed, deep in thought. "But I still want to know about their Hell. You know, Father once told me that Hell is multiversal and all…"
Before Ender could respond, the door swung open.
A golden blur shot through the room and landed right on his lap, Ender didn't even flinch as he caught the blur with practiced ease.
Lilith, however, couldn't help but scowl at the intruder Lucifer; the smug angel smirked, wrapping her arms around Ender possessively before pressing a quick, taunting kiss to his lips.
Ender raised an eyebrow, but he still returned it nonchalantly.
Lilith's eyebrow twitched, 'She was succubus but this angel was doing the things she was supposed to do!'
"I thought you were helping the children sleep," she said, her tone dangerously sweet.
Lucifer shrugged, flipping her golden hair.
"I did. The children love my stories. Unlike someone who tells horror stories and makes them cry." Which immediately made Lilith's eyes turn red for a moment.
She took a deep breath. "I am training them to confront their fears," she said coolly. Ender couldn't help but smile fondly as he saw two of the most feared beings in existence bickering, one the strongest angel in heaven and another Mother of Hell.
"While I love to hear you sisters bicker," he said. "Lucifer, I'm assuming you didn't come here just to rub this in Lilith's face?"
Lucifer's smug expression shifted into one of pure mischief.
"Actually, I came because I have some… interesting news."
She leaned in, grinning, "I just caught Father courting a mortal woman."
"Oh,"
Silence.
Then, as if in perfect synchronization, Ender and Lilith's eyes widened.
"Wait."
"WHAT?"
Lilith blinked rapidly. "Father?! Really?! OUR FATHER!?—"
"—the one who literally refused to engage in mortal affairs for eons—" Ender added.
"—is courting someone?"
Lucifer nodded dramatically. "Oh yes~" Lilith leaned forward, eyes sparkling, "This is..."
Then she suddenly gasped. "Ender, do you think he is pulling a romcom?"
Ender groaned, "I don't from where you got that idea."
Lucifer snorted. "If he is, I have to see it." Lilith grinned wickedly. "Well, well, well… it seems our dear Father has finally fallen into the mortal trap."
She giggled gleefully.
Ender, still stunned, rubbed his forehead.
"This is definitely weird."
Lucifer smirked, leaning against Ender comfortably.
"And I plan to watch every second of it."
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High up in the mountains, where no mortal eye could see, the Big G, the Architect of Heaven Itself...
…was hiding behind a bush.
Clutching a pair of binoculars.
"Interesting…" Yahweh mumbled to himself, adjusting the focus, below, a human woman—completely ordinary by all divine standards, was browsing a street vendor's accessories.
A mortal. A simple, unremarkable mortal woman.
And yet…
Yahweh felt something, a strange, annoying warmth that had been pestering him for a while now.
He didn't understand it.
Was he sick? No, it wasn't possible, nor was this a test.
Was he under divine attack?
…He sincerely hoped not.
Either way, he had to investigate further, 'secretly,' unfortunately for him…
He had already been caught.
Up in the sky, four Archangels floated silently, watching their father's shameful display.
Michael, Raphael, and Uriel all shared the same deadpan expression meanwhile, Zadkiel and Azrael were both struggling to hold down Gabriel, whose eyes were wide in pure horror.
"F-Father…" Gabriel trembled, voice filled with absolute betrayal, her wings fluttered violently, "HOW L-LEWD!!!" she screeched aggressively.
"HE'S LOOKING AT A WOMAN!!!"
Zadkiel barely held her back. "Calm down!" he hissed.
"He's just watching!"
"THAT'S WORSE!!!" Gabriel wailed. "I MUST EXORCISE FATHER!"
Azrael, completely exhausted, sighed. "Gabriel. He's literally the being by whose name we exorcise."
"ESPECIALLY HIM!!!"
Meanwhile, Michael, Raphael, and Uriel had a silent telepathic conversation.
Michael: 'I… I don't even know what to say.'
Raphael: "Should we intervene?'
Uriel: …Do we want to?
Michael: But he is already our Father.
Raphael: We should probably stop Gabriel, though.
Uriel: ...Yes.
Down below, Yahweh felt a presence behind him, slowly, very slowly, he turned his head.
And found himself face-to-face with Mistress Love.
The eternal embodiment of love Itself was smirking at him, "Yahweh~" she purred, floating gracefully around him.
Yahweh stiffened, his binoculars slipping from his grasp.
"Mistress Love," he greeted, immediately wary.
She giggled.
"Oh, come now. No need to be so formal~" she cooed. "I heard your loneliness."
Yahweh"s eye twitched, "I am not lonely."
Mistress Love gasped dramatically, placing a hand over her heart. "Lies~!"
She suddenly circled him, her soft, melodic voice turning to tease.
"You are a god…yet you hide behind bushes, spying on a mortal woman~"
She tapped his cheek. "Is our dear Big G… in love?"
Yahweh immediately stood up. "I am not—" he tried to defend himself.
"Nuh-uh~" Mistress Love tapped a delicate finger on his forehead, her tone syrupy sweet.
"Deny it all you want, but your soul says otherwise~"
Yahweh stiffened.
His soul? What nonsense. His soul was perfectly balanced.
Yet, before he could voice his protest, Mistress Love leaned in closer, her tone turning almost motherly.
"Not to mention…" she continued, tilting her head knowingly.
"Your children need a mother." Yahweh blinked, seeing him like this "A maternal figure would be good for their mental state," Mistress Love added, her voice gentle yet firm.
And suddenly…
Everything clicked. A strange, overwhelming clarity washed over Big G as if his entire existence seemed to shift as if he had just ascended to a higher plane of wisdom—which, logically speaking, should have been impossible.
His entire body glowed dramatically, radiating an almost divine epiphany.
"Of course…" Yahweh whispered, his eyes widening in realization.
"This is not about me."
No, no, no.
Obviously not!
This had nothing to do with him.
He was not some lovesick deity caught up in mortal infatuation, He was simply being a responsible father.
His children.
Yes. His children!
They deserved maternal love.
They needed a motherly presence in their lives.
That was the only reason he was considering this.
Definitely!
He was absolutely not doing this because looking at her—the mortal woman, made him feel…
Yahweh abruptly shut down that thought.
He nodded to himself, his internal crisis perfectly rationalized.
Mistress Love simply smirked triumphantly.
Meanwhile, up in the sky, Michael, Raphael, Uriel, and Zadkiel had no idea what happened.
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It was the only way to introduce Mistress Love and this was it.
Gabby is so cute!
I don't think I will survive this summer.
So I am writing a bunch different fics whom I will upload once I burn out (I don't know what it means but I have seen other authors use it and a reader also suggested I should NOT do this)
Maybe I shoud write some chapters of Tensura fic.