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the Creator, the kind they had not seen since being consigned to the<br />
Neatherworld. But none of these demons knew what Lucifer was really<br />
looking out for. All the things created so far had not interested him. None<br />
of the beings created so far was the one who would have dominion over<br />
the earth. He had put his highest ranking demons on a special<br />
assignment, to monitor any unusual action by God while creating any<br />
being. Lucifer could not afford to miss any special moment.<br />
It was the morning of the sixth day of creation and the demons had<br />
reported nothing. Lucifer was beginning to wonder if indeed this would<br />
turn out as he had predicted, that maybe God had after all become wary<br />
of entrusting any created being with such responsibility after Lucifer's<br />
rebellion.<br />
Lucifer raised his head and saw that Guilliam, his first lieutenant, was<br />
requesting to approach his throne. Even though he knew none of these<br />
demons were powerful enough to take him on, the fact that he had tried<br />
to take God on at some point was a constant reminder to him of what<br />
ambition could drive any being to do. Needless to say, any of these<br />
demons would jump at the slightest of opportunities to overthrow<br />
Lucifer. Armed with this knowledge, Lucifer had placed the demons<br />
under strict instructions not to approach him except he beckoned on<br />
them expressly to do so. Breaching this rule brought immediate and<br />
eternal consequences for the demon that did. Few had made the mistake<br />
of breaking the rule, and those occurrences had been in the early days of<br />
the fall. Now, no one dared make the mistake. With a movement of his<br />
clawed hands, he signalled for the demon to approach his throne.<br />
Guilliam was one of the few demons that also had an eji form. He had<br />
been a sword-bearing seraph in the old days in Heaven, one of the angels<br />
that worshipped around God's throne. He still retained many of his<br />
seraph features, but rather than the pure, shining white he would have<br />
been in Heaven, he was now a chilling black. His formerly-golden crown<br />
had become black, and so had his sword. Even his eyes were black. His six<br />
wings rested stiffly on his back and his sword dangled in a hilt at his hip.<br />
His voice sounded like a thousand voices merged and then all<br />
compressed into one person's speech. He seemed more excited than
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