MARRY TO THE DEVIL

Chapter one(1)

The air was blowing heavily, everyone running speedily. The weather was so dim that it was hard to see the person in front or beside you. The air was strong, destroying the frail houses. A man could be seen in the middle of the road, folding his hands on his back, inhaling the scent of the air. His shining gray hair was being blown in all directions by the powerful wind. He was wearing a big white robe that almost touched the ground.

"The bride will be born today," the man murmured before firmly placing one of his legs on the ground, causing all the sand to swirl up. In the blink of an eye, the man had disappeared.

"The bride will be born today." Of course, it was the Devil's bride who would be born today. The chosen one for the Devil, who everyone feared in the village.

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Meanwhile, Athena was in the labor room, and her husband was waiting patiently outside for her to deliver. The doctor instructed Lady Athena to breathe out and breathe in as she struggled to push the baby out. Athena's face was pale, tears welled up in her eyes, and blood stained her white clothes. She tightly held onto a rope, with a white napkin pressed against her mouth.

"Hummmmmmmmmm," she breathed heavily, making the baby bounce out from her vagina. The sound of the newborn filled the room as the baby cried softly.

"My lady, you just gave birth to a new baby bo..." The doctor couldn't complete her words when a nurse shouted, "Another baby is coming!" The doctor quickly placed the first baby gently on the bed and focused on the second one.

"My lady, please push," the doctor said. After a lot of effort, Athena pushed harder and the second baby came out. The nurse quickly rushed out to tell Arthur. The doctor broke the news to Arthur, and he rushed in to take a look at his dear wife. He bent down and touched Athena's forehead, saying, "Thank you, my wife," before cradling the precious baby in his arms. Both of them had golden eyeballs that shone brightly.

"My lady, you must pull yourself together. You have to deliver the baby girl to Lucifer tonight," the doctor said, and a sad expression took over Athena's face. Arthur also felt immense pain, but there was nothing he could do about it because it's the king's order.

Author stood up and helped his wife to her feet, giving Athena the baby girl while keeping the boy to himself. Athena's body was still shaking, and there was blood on her clothes. They opened the door slowly, and she stepped out, carrying the baby. Her expression showed that she wasn't happy about giving her daughter to Lucifer. It was never her prayer. The worst part was that he would first send the baby to Heavenly. Athena stepped out gently, holding her precious daughter. She began walking, not daring to look back, knowing she might hear strange sounds along the way.

OSCAR ROOM*

Oscar, Lucifer's personal assistant, was lying on his bed lost in thought, his sword by his side. He didn't even realize someone had entered his room until he felt hands on his body. He quickly stood up, grabbing his sword and holding it to the person's throat.

"What are you doing?" the voice yelled out. Oscar looked at the person and said, "Oh, it's you, Apple," before lowering his sword.

"Did you want to slide my head?" Apple asked, and Oscar raised his head, staring straight into her eyes and shaking his head. "I dare not, but you should stop behaving like a witch," he replied.

"I'm surely a witch," Apple said, making Oscar smile.

"Come and have a hug, my beautiful witch," Oscar said, opening his arms wide for her. Apple stood up from where she was sitting and rushed to hug him. They hugged for a minute before breaking apart.

"But what are you thinking about?" Apple asked after the hug, jumping on the bed. Oscar joined her, sitting down properly and giving her his full attention.

"They will give birth to Master's wife today," Oscar said.

"So? Aren't you happy for him?" Apple questioned, using her hand to gently caress his eyebrows.

"No, I'm happy for him. I don't like how lonely Master used to be. I want him to marry too. But you know, this is the third time he will be sending his wife to Heavenly, and none of them have returned," Oscar said with a sad face.

"Let's just pray they return safely this time around," Apple said, holding Oscar's neck. "How about we make our own babe tonight?" She said, giving Oscar a seductive look.

"You know we dare not too have child now, we can just play"He said and grabbed her waist, his lip landed on her lip kissing her roughly and sweetly, Apple also respond to the kiss, holding his neck tightly while oscar was busy eating her lower lips angrily, his hands trailed to her under cloth and grabbed one of her pink n*pple squeezing and,rounding his finger on it which made Apple to whimper slowly Oscar break the kiss and quickly off Apple cloth, he bend his head and his mouth grabbed her erotic nipple, his tongue playing with, his second hand grabbed her second peak pressing it roughly Apple grabbed his hair moaning sweetly into his ear Oscar free her nipple and his hand traced down to her pussy Her pussy was already wet so it was easy for his finger to find it way in.

LUCIFER CHAMBER*

Lucifer was in his chamber, knowing that his bride would be given birth too today. However, he had no clue about where the bride was coming from, whether it was from the Ling family or the Yang family.

Meanwhile Willow, Max's wife, was already in Lucifer's house, holding her daughter who was also born today. She gently knocked on the door, her body weakened and looking faint. The guard quickly opened the door when they saw it was Willow, they bowed their heads to show respect.

Suddenly, Lucifer appeared in front of them and snatched the baby from Willow's hand. Willow fell heavily to the floor as the wind coming from Lucifer's body heated her strongly. Lucifer raised the child up, staring at the sky. His peach eyeballs started glowing brightly, his short fingers became longer and turned pure red, his black shining hair blew up and down. An invisible wind blew the daughter away, she disappeared immediately.

"My daughter, my daughter! Bring my daughter back, please!" Willow cried out.

Lucifer was about to enter his chamber when he noticed Athena's appearance. She was shaking and crying at the same time, having witnessed what happened to Willow's daughter. She was frightened that her daughter would disappear and never return. She turned back to run away, but Lucifer appeared in front of her and took the child away from her.

Athena fell down immediately and stopped breathing. Lucifer did exactly what he did to Willow's daughter to Athena's daughter, and the child disappeared. Lucifer stared at Athena's lifeless body on the floor and took a deep breath. "You were warned not to look back until you delivered the baby to me," he said before a wind surrounded him and he disappeared immediately.

Chapter two(2)

In a house as vast as the sky, darkness loomed, yet a sense of kindness lingered. Gwendolyn, an extraordinary woman with flowing white hair, sat in a majestic wing chair, her eyes fixed on an empty space. She wore a long, white gown that cascaded to the ground, exuding an air of anticipation for the arrival of the Devil's bride.

By her side stood Sheryl, Gwendolyn's ever-present personal assistant, her hair neatly tied in a ponytail. Together, they awaited the mysterious bride, their roles intertwined in the enigmatic events unfolding.

"They should be on their way already," Gwendolyn uttered with a mischievous grin.

Sheryl, with an eerie tone, inquired, "Where do you think the bride will emerge from?" Her gaze remained fixed on a particular spot.

"We must wait and see," Gwendolyn replied, settling back into her chair. Suddenly, she swiftly rose, her movements regal, and Sheryl followed suit, trailing behind.

As they walked, Gwendolyn abruptly halted and turned to face Sheryl. "Something feels amiss, don't you agree?" she asked, a wicked smirk playing on her lips. Sheryl bowed her head, avoiding direct eye contact. "I dare not make any suggestions," she replied, her eyes fixated on the floor.

Gwendolyn's smirk widened before she turned her attention forward. There, she spotted a figure-a young girl, unclothed and covered in blood.

Gwendolyn took a bold step forward and, in an instant, stood face to face with the girl. Sheryl cautiously approached, refraining from using her powers in Gwendolyn's presence. Gwendolyn extended her hand, gently placing it on the girl's head. She closed her eyes briefly, then opened them, stepping back to observe the girl.

Raising her left hand, Gwendolyn summoned a gleaming white sword, pointing it towards the girl's trembling neck. The girl recoiled in fear, shaking her head nervously.

"She is not the chosen one, but there is something peculiar about her," Gwendolyn remarked, lowering the sword. She folded her right hand for a moment, then unfolded it, staring intently at her palm. A figure materialized on her palm, questioning, "Why am I here?" Gwendolyn quickly shook her hand, causing the figure to vanish. "The second girl has lost her way here," Gwendolyn muttered.

"Perhaps she is not meant for Lucifer," Sheryl suggested with a nonchalant shrug, never taking her gaze away from the spot she had been fixated on.

"No, even if she wasn't meant for Lucifer, she was supposed to arrive here first," Gwendolyn murmured, her breaths heavy. She knew something was amiss. She refocused her attention on the girl before her, moving closer and taking hold of her hands. Gwendolyn stared into her palm, and to her surprise, an alphabet appeared: "HAZARDOUS."

She turned to face Sheryl, who immediately bowed her head in submission. Gwendolyn gazed at her for a moment before speaking, "You will need to go somewhere now."

"As your lordship, ma'am," Sheryl replied obediently. Gwendolyn's eyes bloomed with different colors, accompanied by a thunderous crack. In an instant, Sheryl disappeared.

Sheryl found herself standing in a dim forest, fear enveloping her. She looked around, but there was no one in sight. "Where am I?" she whispered, her voice barely audible.

"You're in the land of Mercus," Gwendolyn's voice echoed, reaching Sheryl's ears.

Sheryl looked around in shock, but she couldn't see Gwendolyn, only hearing her voice.

"You can't see me, just do as I say," Gwendolyn's voice instructed when she noticed Sheryl searching. Sheryl nodded in agreement. "Face your back and go straight," Gwendolyn's voice directed, and Sheryl followed the instructions.

After walking for a few minutes, Sheryl heard Gwendolyn's voice again. "Stop!" Gwendolyn shouted, and Sheryl immediately halted.

"Turn to your left and take five steps. You will hear the voice of a crying girl. Search for her," Gwendolyn's voice guided. Sheryl followed the instructions, taking five steps to her left. After a short while, she found a small girl crying loudly. Sheryl approached the girl, crouched down to her level, wiped away her tears, and gave her a dry smile. "Stop crying, dear," she said, gently comforting her. Sheryl then disappeared, carrying the girl with her.

"Welcome," Gwendolyn greeted as Sheryl appeared in HAVENLY.

"Drop her," Gwendolyn instructed, and Sheryl carefully set the girl down. Gwendolyn approached the girl, staring straight into her eyes. A faint thunderous sound emanated from the girl's eyes, causing Gwendolyn to shift her gaze and step back.

"What happened?" Sheryl asked, noticing Gwendolyn's reaction.

"I don't know," Gwendolyn muttered, raising her hands. A sword materialized in her grasp. She brought the sword close to the girl's neck, but the girl remained motionless, displaying no fear. She simply stared fearlessly at Gwendolyn. Gwendolyn's eyes then shifted to the girl's hands, where she was holding a white piece of cloth.

Gwendolyn's eyes widened as she realized the significance of the girl's words. "Wait, you can talk?" Gwendolyn asked, surprised by the girl's ability.

The girl shrugged, responding, "Isn't that normal?"

Gwendolyn's mind raced as she connected the dots. "She's the bride for Lucifer," Gwendolyn whispered to Sheryl, her voice filled with concern.

Sheryl looked at the girl, her gaze filled with curiosity. "But something feels off about her," Gwendolyn admitted.

"What do you mean?" Sheryl inquired, eager to understand.

Gwendolyn hesitated before revealing, "She must spend more than two years here before she can speak."

As Gwendolyn moved closer to the girl, she stared into her eyes, and an image appeared on her eyeball. Gwendolyn took a step back, her voice trembling. "It's Loretta's doing," she declared.

"Loretta?" Sheryl repeated, trying to recall any information about her.

"Yeah, Loretta. She's one of the most powerful Shamans on Earth," Gwendolyn explained, her voice filled with urgency. "She can turn good into bad, and she's capable of anything. She colluded with the Ling family to turn their daughter into the chosen one, because they want her to return safely."

Sheryl's mind was filled with confusion as she tried to make sense of the situation. "What do you mean by that?" she questioned, feeling like everything was an unsolved puzzle.

Gwendolyn took a deep breath and began to explain. "I mentioned earlier that something felt strange. The Ling family is responsible for leading Lucifer's wife astray. When the first girl arrived, she was supposed to say something because she wasn't the chosen one. Because of her weak soul and fear of the Haven sword held her back."

Sheryl's curiosity grew, and she asked, "What will happen now?"

"We need to keep the chosen one here for seventh years before sending her back," Gwendolyn replied. "If we send her back after sixteen years, she'll become deaf due to what the Ling family did to her."

Determination filled Gwendolyn's voice as she turned to Sheryl. "I will make sure to deal with the Ling family for what they did to the chosen one," she added firmly.

Curiosity still lingering, Sheryl requested, "What will you do now?"

Gwendolyn's smirk turned sinister as she replied, "I will send their daughter back to the world as the chosen one, and I will make life unbearable for her until the chosen one is ready to return to Earth."

Sheryl's worried expression was evident as she asked, "What if Lucifer fell in love with her?"

Gwendolyn took a step closer to Sheryl, her tone firm. "I will never allow such a thing to happen," she declared, determined to protect the chosen one.

Chapter three(3)

Fast forward 16 years later*

the rain poured heavily, creating a faint atmosphere. Impatiently, multiple people waited for the bride to arrive, despite the relentless rain.

The Yang Family and Ling Family were waiting anxiously, unaware of where the bride was coming from. Only Max and Loretta knew the secret.

author, filled with impatience, stood outside. Losing his wife and raising his son alone had been a challenging journey. But the arrival of his wife's daughter was the one thing that could make him forget about his wife, even for a moment.

Lucifer wasn't present at the event, but he would be the first one to check if the bride was coming or not, right?

In a corner where a crowd of people stood, a bright rock that resembled a satellite illuminated the sky, causing everyone to shield their eyes.

Loretta whispered, "The bride is here," and Max, standing beside her, smiled widely because he knew his daughter would be the one to arrive.

In an instant, Lucifer appeared at the scene. He walked closer to the rock and saw a girl standing elegantly, as if waiting for someone. Lucifer's mood brightened a little. After all these years of waiting, he would finally have a bride.

He approached her, gazing at her slowly. Something seemed strange about her, but what could it be?

Lucifer wasn't sure if the girl standing in front of him was the bride or not. If he told the people that she wasn't his bride, they wouldn't believe him. Maybe he should keep her with him while he figured out what was going on.

"What's your name?" Lucifer asked, his mind still spinning from the girl's beauty.

"My name is... Frida," she replied with a smile, her dimples proudly showing.

Lucifer was momentarily speechless, captivated by her pretty face. He shook his head, bringing himself back to reality.

The next step was to confirm which family she came from. He looked into her eyes, and her brown iris turned into a shiny blue, glowing brightly.

"Ling family," he murmured, taking her hand and leading her to the waiting family.

author was extremely nervous, his whole body shaking. The fear of losing his wife and daughter weighed heavily on him.

Lucifer walked up to the waiting people and raised Frida's hand. "HERE, THE LUCIFER BRIDE IS FROM THE LING FAMILY," he announced, his voice filled with excitement.