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Hello, I am Hanan from Gaza. I am married and have three children. We escaped certain death four times, thank God. My house was destroyed and I and my children were left homeless. I ask for help, but it's not easy. Your donation will meet my needs. I need to buy a tent that costs $1,300 due to its high cost before winter and the extreme cold come so that we can cover the travel costs for me and my children and travel outside Gaza and live safely 🙏💔🇵 🇸🍉 Greetings via the link (please see my CV) My account has been verified by @90- ghost

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10 yrs after MC has died. Barbatos has had a vision that celebrations for their death anniversary must be held in the Fall, despite everyone’s displeasure. Mild angst, grief and sorrow. Long story, but you want to know why right? Just a hint, sometimes you need to show the world how you feel before you get the happy ending..

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The crowd murmured as the seven walked in. They were all dressed in evening dress, each perfectly tailored to represent their sin…

Mammon glanced around as he followed Lucifer into the fall. Demons stared at them as they walked by but he didn’t really pay attention. Why did Lucifer pick here to have the 10th anniversary? Sure they’d all been here at one time, or another, with MC. However there were many other locations that would have had deeper memories and been more meaningful! Hell the House of Lamentation was 100 times a better location than here. He sighed, not like any of them could make Lucifer change his mind though..only MC could have done that.

Leviathan trembled with nerves. He hated being out in public at the best of times! Having to celebrate the 10th anniversary in such a public space was abhorrent to him. He’d tried to back out,but Lucifer had threatened him. Why couldn’t they have it back at the house? Or one of the parks MC had loved? He dropped his eyes to avoid the stares he could feel burning into his back from the numerous demons in the club. Tears burned the back of his eyes,but he couldn’t let anyone know.

Satan frowned at the demons watching them, causing many to pale and step back in fear. He was furious! How dared Lucifer put them on show like this! They were to celebrate MC’s life, and the 10th year of their passing, not be fodder for the gossips and lowlife that frequented the club! His nails bit into his palms as he clenched his fists, trying to hold back the rage that burned inside. It’d slowly gotten worse over the years without MC’s calm influence. Fuck! His anger suddenly drained out of him leaving him feeling weak and pathetic. When would this pain stop?

Asmodeus smiled and waved. He’d be triple damned if the demons watching would spot any weakness from him. He was in pain, and only grudgingly had dressed and primped as fans expected because he wouldn’t let anyone know how much his world had ended when MC died. What was the point? He’d tasted true love! He’d felt what it meant to have someone love you for you, and to love someone that you didn’t want to change! He’d rediscovered a piece of the Celestial realm, only to have it ripped away from him! His cheeks hurt from the fake smile, but he held it from sheer stubbornness and followed the eldest further into the club.

Beelzebub lumbered after his older brothers. He held Belphegor’s hand, mainly to make sure he didn’t fall asleep and get lost, but also because Beel didn’t know if he could make it today. His grief was too harsh, too bright. It was a constant pain in his chest that kept him awake at night and had caused his appetite to wane. Most didn’t notice, but he’d lost weight. His hand trembled in Belphie’s and he kept his eyes on Lucifer’s back. He didn’t understand why they’d come to a public lo cation to hold MC’s anniversary, but if it was what Lucifer wanted then there must be a reason.

Belphegor stumbled behind Beel, the grip on his hand hurt but not as much as the pain he shared with Beel. If Beel had stopped eating, it was safe to say Belphie had stopped sleeping as much. He’d stolen concealer from Asmo to hide the dark circles under his eyes. He had dreams of MC that caused him to wake with tears streaming down his cheeks. It’d gotten to the point he was too afraid to sleep. He glared at the demons watching him and his brothers. The assholes..getting their jollies from their pain, watching for slip ups and gossip to use against them. If they even breathed MC’s name in slander he’d rip their heads off. He snarled as Beel pulled him along behind.

Lucifer kept his gaze straight ahead, looking neither left nor right. Lord Diavolo had booked the Fall for him and his brothers without explaining why. He’d tried to argue but Barbatos had stepped in and made him back down. He clenched his fists and his jaw tightened. This was a farce. None of them wanted to have MC’s death anniversary here, he could feel his brothers anger and confusion. Better they were mad at him though, then risk causing problems if they found out it was Diavolo who’d pushed this on him! His stare made demons flinch and scurry backwards to get out of his path.

Diavolo and Barbatos watched the brothers approach. “Are you sure this is the best idea Barbatos? We’re bound to have chaos on our hands if anyone says or does anything to set them off.” Diavolo glanced at his butler. He trusted Barbatos, but even he thought asking the brothers to hold such a private and painful memorial in such a public space was asking too much.

Barbatos sighed. “I know my lord, but the vision was strong. It has to be here. I am not sure why, but I do know it was a very emphatic feeling!” Barbatos watched the brothers with sympathy. He too felt the bite of grief and knew it affected his young master, but his premonitions were never wrong. While he didn’t like to force this he also didn’t have the answers they would demand to know, as to why they had to be here, tonight, at the Fall.

As they reached the alcove that had been reserved for the anniversary, three angels, a human and a grim reaper entered and made their way to wards them. Simeon bowed towards Lucifer and Diavolo. “Thank you for allowing us to participate in this Lucifer, we miss them and appreciate being able to celebrate their life with you and the others.” Lucifer nodded stiffly, the heartfelt sentiments piercing his heart and opening old wounds. He watched quietly as Luke made his way to Mammon who pulled the young Angel into a hug. Both their frames trembled and Lucifer knew they were holding back tears for a companion who’d changed their lives and broadened their impressions of each other.

Solomon bowed and talked quietly with Barbatos and Raphael, and Thirteen stood off to the side silently watching everyone. The sudden pillar of light that illuminated the dance floor metres away stunned them all.

Lesser demons screamed in fear as they scrambled back from the pillar, rushing to escape the venue. Some collapsed, their senses to weak to handle the celestial power emanating from the pillar. The brothers formed a barrier in front of Diavolo, anticipating a potential attack as Simeon, Luke and Raphael stared in shock.

An outline started to form, and within seconds an Angel stepped forth from the pillar. The Angel who appeared reached out and grabbed the lightning bolt out of the air before it could hit, and watched as it dissolved in their grasp, then they turned towards Raphael. “Still quick to attack I see brother.” They smiled gently and turned their gaze to the demons.

“I Gabriel, Archangel of the Father, bring greetings to the Prince and future ruler of the Devildom , Lord Diavolo. I seek an audience with Lord Diavolo to help with a case before the courts in the Celestial realm.” Gabriel bowed low and waited.

Lucifer stepped forward and spoke roughly, “Gabriel, now is not the time.” Simeon stepped forward and placed a hand on Lucifer’s arm. He also spoke up. “Gabriel, they are hosting a death anniversary today, could your audience not wait until tomorrow?”

Gabriel nodded in understanding. “I wish it could Simeon, Lucifer. However I was tasked with finding the answers today or the case would collapse and be postponed for even more years. Time is of the essence in this case and all parties wish to avoid a delay.” They turned to look at the brothers and the others standing around a table decorated with flowers and pictures. The pictures featured one person prominently. Someone with a smile they could see was filled with joy and love. Each person in the room was also featured in a photo here and there. Their faces reflecting that joy and love and, Gabriel stared in amazement at the photos, some of those featured were their fallen brothers. They had not seen those looks on their brother’s faces for millennia.

Gabriel turned to gaze at each brother, seeing the grief so prominent on the faces of each, the traces of despair and heartbreak. Gabriel turned to look at the three angels, the human and surprisingly a grim reaper who also showed signs of sorrow and visible grief in such a public venue. All for a human, as Gabriel knew who the anniversary was for. The human who had caused waves across all three realms, who’d made pacts with seven of the strongest demons in the Devildom, and was known to be a friend of the young demon lord and his powerful butler. A human who had worn, and controlled , the ring of Light. Lucifer Morningstar’s beloved ring. The one that had rejected Michael. They were openly grieving for this human, even after 10 years.

Lord Diavolo spoke up then. “Ask your questions then, but please be quick. We don’t want to waste any moment of this day, if possible. It has great meaning to us all and has become a ritual none of us wish to break.” His face was no longer showing the regular twinkle in his eye, but had grown sorrowful and solemn instead. “You are most welcome to join us, if you wish. I recognize you might never have met our beloved MC,but we are always willing to share our love of them with those willing to listen.” His gaze lowered to the photo sitting close to his hand, and Gabriel was astonished to see his eyes soften and shine with love. His hand moved slightly as if he wanted to caress the face of the person in the picture. “You loved them? You love them still?” Gabriel couldn’t hide the surprise in their voice, and they stared in wonder as the Demon Lord chuckled and turned his face, glistening with unshed tears, towards them and said “Loved them? Yes I loved them. We all did. They were our light in the dark. They brought us all together and gave us purpose, they showed us all that my wish of peace between the three realms was possible and not just a dream! My love will never stop, even with them gone.”

Simeon spoke up then, with Luke hugged to his side. “Gabriel, MC was a piece of all of us that was lost. Each breath feels as if my lungs are being pierced with glass, and I know I’m not the only one who feels this way. Please, let us be. Let us remember this anniversary in peace so we can help one another prepare for another long year without our spark.” Tears rolled down Simeon’s face and Luke started to cry in his arms. Mammon reached over and pulled Luke out of Simeon’s grasp and hugged him tight, his own body shaking as he rocked the young Angel in his arms. Gabriel noted the others were comforting each other as well. Asmo being held by Satan, Beel and Belphie supporting Levi who had his face buried in his hands, his shoulders shaking with grief. Raphael had his arm around Simeon, protecting him and providing support. Gabriel suddenly shouted out, “The questions have been answered!” He bowed his head waiting.

A soft bell rang three times from the pillar and Gabriel’s face broke into a smile as they shimmered into their Angelic form. Soft wings of white shimmering with gold dust and a halo of golden light graced their form. Their voice boomed out with wonder and joy, echoing through the rooms, causing the walls to shake. “Behold! A new Angel has been born! Will the Prince and Future King of the Devildom, Lord Diavolo, accept the Celestial Father’s gift of a permanent Celestial Ambassador to the Devildom? Do you promise to protect them, and provide guidance to them and allow them to participate in decisions that could affect the three realms?”

Barbatos gasped and grabbed Diavolo’s arm. Diavolo looked at him in surprise, but realized something momentous was happening and,quite possibly, the reason they had needed to host this particular anniversary at the Fall was about to be revealed. He nodded and spoke up, taking on his demon form. “I Lord Diavolo, Prince of the Devildom and heir to the throne, do accept the Celestial Realms gift of a permanent Celestial Ambassador to the Devildom. I promise to protect them, guide them as needed and to allow them to participate in decisions made that could affect the three realms.”

Lucifer and the others stood stunned at this sudden development. The angels knelt in awe. A new Angel? This hadn’t happened in millennia! Solomon and Thirteen stepped back, watchful but confused over this turn of events.

The light in the pillar softened and a form started to take shape. The outline of wings became apparent, and all were surprised to see they weren’t traditional Angel wings, with their feathers and bird like form. No these were larger more bat like, or possibly dragon like wings, reminiscent of Diavolo’s wings. The dew claws could be seen on the two largest wings which spread up and out behind the Angel’s back. With a soft gasp the figure staggered slightly as it exited the pillar of light, and Gabriel caught their hand to steady them.

Solomon’s “No..” caught everyone’s attention and for a split second they looked away from the figure, and his dawning grin threw the angels and demons off kilter. As one they turned back to the new Angel who had straightened and pushed their hair out of their face. Barbatos dropped the tray he’d been holding throughout the previous conversations. Various gasps and cries echoed through the alcove. Diavolo stared too stunned to comprehend what he saw, but Lucifer’s gasp and sudden step forward broke the spell. “How?,” Lucifer pushed Mammon and Diavolo aside and reached to grab the angel’s hands. They stepped forward smiling as they clasped his hands in theirs. They smiled at the others standing behind him, the love in their eyes shining bright, causing tears and smiles to break out on demon, Angel and human alike. Thirteen grinned like a maniac and toasted them with the champagne glass held high. “About time” Thirteen said.

The new angel winked and spoke to everyone. “I’m home. This time to stay.” MC’s voice broke as Lucifer clasped them to his chest, his tears falling silently on their shoulder. Neither noticed the chaos exploding behind them.

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In the Celestial Realm

Michael: You’ve handed them over then?

Gabriel: Well, the parameters were met. The question was asked, ‘were they as loved as they said they were?’ Turns out they were.

Michael: tch

Michael: And what about that announcement. It almost sounded like vows!

Gabriel: I was instructed to be formal and those were the words I had to use.

Michael: You were instructed? You mean?

Gabriel: Yes. Not like I had a choice. *Grins*

Michael: what were you told to say if they hadn’t proved they loved the human?

Gabriel: Huh, funny you should ask. I wasn’t given anything for that scenario.

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Emergency: Help my family from the fierce war

Dear Humanity,

I am Lara, a girl from Gaza who, like any girl, dreams of a quiet life and a secure future. I was studying engineering in my third year at university. I dreamed of achieving something useful for my family and myself, hoping to be a light in our lives amidst all this darkness. Unfortunately, the very harsh conditions created this dream, and my future began to fade with every difficulty we faced.

I witnessed a tragedy that befell our lives in Gaza, where my family and I survived many previous wars. But today we are facing the most dangerous and fiercest battle in the current war. The urgent need for us is very great, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water and safe shelter.

This is our story - On October 7, our lives changed forever. My family and I were evacuated from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but that did not happen. Everything changed when the occupation targeted our home. I emerged from the rubble; as if I was born again in a world full of disappointment and sadness. My body is exhausted, my soul is broken, but the hardest part is seeing my father injured as a result of our home being targeted and seeing my family in this state. I feel helpless, unable to provide the treatment he so desperately needs, and all I can do is persevere and be patient. Our home, which was once a bastion of hope, has been reduced to rubble, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams. .

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Our parents are trying hard to find a way to save us from this hell, and they feel a heavy responsibility for every moment we spend under the shadows of fear and destruction. They dream of a safe place where they can build a better future for us, full of security and hope, because we deserve life with all its meanings of comfort and peace.

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Emergency: Help my family from the fierce war

Dear Humanity,