Lucifer was lying on his bed looking towards the ceiling of his room without blinking his eyes. His mind still occupied with the confrontation he had with Maze few hours ago.He was hurt, he never really thought about things such as proving that he was deserving of the throne. All this time he enjoyed the respect and power of command..but Maze was right, they all bowed to him because he was the king. Even now when he is Not having rights of the king, and is living on earth, all the supernaturals beings like witches, vampires, werewolves etc regards him as satan, name for the king of hell.“Maze was right. People respect and trust my throne, not me..how would they actually?…the only big problem that came during my reign was this half dead and instead of getting hold of him I got punished myself.. how are my people supposed to have faith in me when I mess things up my self.” Lucifer said with a sigh..feeling disappointed with himself.“I want my throne back, i want my people to have fa
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