8 Tri-Soul (1/2)

Lucifer, a name known to be associated with the Fallen Angel who fell to Satan side was now nothing more then a lie to Ferron. The Lucifer he knew was a good looking person who took him in because of his mistake. Now Micheal said that he had something that he shared in common with him. Whats more is that what he shared in common with Lucifer was something that Micheal has only seen once in his billions of years of living.

He was now even more confused to what exactly Lucifer is. Even older then Micheal and maybe even the other angels, and also self claimed to be the king of Reapers, just who exactly is he.

Micheal looked at Ferron, reading his mind, he considered telling him how Lucifer was the oldest out of all 7 of them but Micheal felt that he was wasting to much time.

”Alright you don't have time to be thinking so much. Now you have officially passed the first trial.” Micheal reverted to that same lazy voice he had met Ferron with. ”I'll take you to the second one just wait here.”

Micheal walked off, exiting the cube and opening the door to the second room. Ferron watched with his mouth open.

”Since when was a door there!? Was he there this whole time, watching me slaughter animals?” Ferron felt week in his knees knowing that there was a room, probably for supervising him right next to him and he never noticed.

In the room Micheal gazed at the large rectangle that seemed to be floating on nothing, he tapped twice on it and the recording of Ferron enshrouded by a dark aura and glowing white eyes flashed onto it.

It played and 10 seconds later Micheal closed it by waving his hand. He then raised his hand once more and the black fog that he showed to Ferron came out flowing like a fountain, out of his hand and onto the floor.

”Hellooo? Is this Micheal? How've ya been bro? It's been what 156 years? Man, we should get all the others and party at Lucifer's world.” A voice rang out seeming all around the room. It was a soft voice but it talked faster then how it should have sounded.

”Gabe, take a look at the footage I've sent you, it's his first apprentice. So get back to purgatory and set up the second trial he's on his way now. And the fact that you kept count since our last meeting really ticks me off for some reason.” Micheal voice turned hard after the last sentence.

”Micheal you know how much I hate dads nicknames that he gave us when we were young, that's why I call everyone by their real names. How would you like it if I called you Mike?” A voice like a sad boy who didn't get what they wanted responded back.

”Don't call me Mike and get over here from wherever the hell you are. We have a special one here so you're going to make it harder then normal.”