Character Files?

I just remembered the Ring of Light is a thing and it could have some super interesting possibilities in this AU given its ability to regulate out-of-control magic.

“Our prayers are no longer pleas; they are threats.”

-Raphael

walking kettle boy GO!!!! [bullies him bullies him bullies him bullies him bullies him bullies him-]

Bestie what 😭😭

Amazing!! Hit me right in the feels.

Never thought I'd have something new to post on this account again, but... here we go!

And poor Michael 😭 this portrayal is honestly even more brutal than I originally envisioned. I always imagined him still able to speak, though his voice warped.

Though, applying that here may paint an even bleaker picture than the current implication. That it's not that he can't speak, but that he's too ashamed to, and that is the reason for his silence. Either way, this is chilling. My poor baby.

Also love the detail about cold damaging eyesight!! Didn't even consider that.

I prayed i'd meet You again, but why like this?

A/N: I finally got the motivation (and time) to finish a Michael and Lucifer angst minific i begun in [checks calendar] march. :). This piece takes place in the armageddon AU timeline. While i do reccomend you go read the source material to understand this fully, here's a 'quick' summary:

The Demon King and Father never step away from leadership, and the exchange program is never created. Tension between the realms keep rising, and eventually spill over, which results in a war.

In an effort to prevent invasion, the Celestial Realm and Devildom become nigh inhospitable. The Celestial Realm becomes blindingly bright, even at night. Heat from the light results in burns, scorched feathers (loss of flight), and vision loss. The Devildom is clouded by a light-consuming mist. It becomes too dark and too cold to grow any kind of tree, crop or flower. Demons try to cope with famine through canibalism, all while dealing with wide-spread hypothermia* and madness. Sometime during this period, Michael's form is warped beyond recognition in an attempt to make the perfect demon killing machine.

Many angels and demons lose faith in the ambition of their sovereign, and thus create rebellion groups, which eventually fuse into one. Both Father and the Demon King are overthrown. The war is over, but the realms are still far from peace. Infighing in the Coaliton begins. The minific takes place at this point in the timeline. Two ideologies arise from the sea of arguments and discussions; Cohabitionism - belief that the CR and DD are far too damaged, and that angels and demons should permamently reside in the human world (as they have for a while already, many chose to flee to the Human World) Reformism - demons and angels miss their homes, humans want them out of theirs, so a plan of re-establishing CR and DD under new, proggresive leaders hangs in the air.

Reformism died out due to failed attempts to re-ihabit the other realms.

An institution called the World Council is established, angels, demons, and humans all inhabit the Human World.

For the first time in forever, the future that awaits everyone is a bright and happy one.

Written in 2nd person | Lucifer’s point of view Warnings: Angst | body horror | mentioned character death | mentioned self mutilation | existential dread? | post-apocalyptic world | heavily dependent on the source material [Obey me! armageddon AU created by @luckykittysshowerthoughts] Word count: 0.8k (+ 0.3k AU summary) tag list: @floydsteeth @lemidvet

You stand atop scorched ground covered by blood and ash. You and your brothers are here to participate in one of the many  meetings discussing the future of the realms and their surviving citizens. There are many people you know here-  Solomon, Thirteen, Diavolo, the surviving members of the Devildom House of Lords and the seraphim, a couple of other angels (including Simeon), and also a few high ranking Sorcerers’ Society members, guessing by their uniforms.

Although, this time there is a very peculiar… person? Amongst the Celestial Realm representatives that you don’t recognize. You also notice Michael isn’t in attendance again, but it’s no wonder he isn’t after what happened to him.

…

The mysterious angel bothers you. Well, it’s not doing anything to you, you just find it unsettlingly familiar - but you’ve never seen anything quite like it. The creature’s head, ankles, and four wrists are circled by golden bands littered with eyes. There are even more eyes on its wings, but you’re not sure how useful they are, given that said wings are on fire. Its eyes are frantic - looking, observing, but never quite locking eyes onto anything or anyone. Such features are only reserved for an angel’s higher form, but seeing how it was let into the conference like this, it mustn't be able to turn back. 

That was a person, once - or maybe it never was. Maybe it was created specifically to be a killing machine, without a choice and no mouth to voice its complaints.(Maybe its literal facelessness is meant to signify its lack of identity?). Is this really your father's doing? In pursuit of eradicating demon kind, did he truly go as far as to do this to one of his own children  your kin, once? Is this really what he wants? To create an inhabitable world for children malformed, dead, and broken? Is that how he shows 'love'? 

…

Staying in the Devildom’s frozen wasteland for so long clearly didn’t do wonders for your eyesight.*

The golden flames of its wings blinded you from noticing the most important detail about the angel. Beautiful, knee-length hair that shines like the purest gold. You know who this hair belongs to- you ruffled it a lot when you were still your Father’s favourite.

(How could you not have recognised him? You grew up with him. Did all that time you spent together mean nothing to you?)

This isn't just an angel- this is the angel who entrusted Mammon into your care, the one who commissioned the construction of the first ever planetarium in the celestial realm, the one you got a leg up on by going to it before he could, the one you playfully shoved your responsibilities onto when he did the same to you, the very same one you once co-ruled the celestial realm with, this- this is-

Michael is attending the meeting, after all.

The realisation is horrifying. Father did this. He did this to his most loyal and faithful soldier. His current favourite. His own child. If you hadn’t rebelled, if you hadn’t torn out your wings in anger, hadn’t lost your sister- would he have done the same to you?

A distant shout brings you back - the debate is getting heated. You watch as a member of the now nonexistent devildom nobility hollers profanities at an ophanim - Ribkiel, if memory serves you right. The angel can barely wait for the noble to finish before they slam their fists on the table and yell something back. Their pointless squabble incites many others to join in. A few people try to calm the screaming match, though, with Simeon included among them. This isn’t all that surprising -  the last meeting was just as disorderly as this one too. You can’t help but sigh. Something tears your attention again, but this time, away from the ongoing scuffle. There’s a dainty and delicate hand squeezing your arm. Despite your deteriorated eyesight, you can see the scarring on them - and something quite unheard of in such times - nail polish. Things have been peaceful enough recently for Asmodeus to paint his nails his signature blue and pink. Good. Though, the frown on Asmo’s face isn’t. He’s probably worried that you’re zoning out so much. You shake your head and he slides his hands away from you. You don’t notice him shooting you another concerned look as your eyes return to boring into Michael.

This time, he looks at you, too. His brilliant blue eyes gaze deep into your own. Maybe it’s just your imagination, but you swear there was a flash of pain and longing in them.

*- Extreme cold can damage your eyesight, and even lead to blindness. Though this isn't mentioned as something plauging the survivors from the Devildom in the AU.

Raphael gives short man energy I will not change my mind

theres no way hes taller than like 5′5

YOUR AU IS JUST- *CHEF'S KISS* ITS SO GOOD I'M INVESTED IAGRBASRGOSARG

I’m so glad you’re enjoying it! Thank you so much for your support! :) 

Character File: Raphael

Raphael acts as the current general of the Celestial Legions, and spokesperson for Michael. He retains relatively good vision- albeit rather blurry- but at the cost of constant burning pain in his eyes caused by large red marks from corneal burns.

As Michael has become a recluse who only speaks to Raphael, Raphael has to serve as a middleman conveying Michael’s instructions to the other angels. He has also taken up the position as leader of the legions in his superior’s stead, taking charge and giving orders of his own when instructions from Michael are not available. Raphael is the only angel with the ability to pass through Michael’s magic barrier into his hideaway, and visits Michael every night he can and stays for hours. What they do or talk about is a secret to all other angels, and if any angel asks anything about how Michael is doing, they will get a brutal punishment from a very angry Raphael.

Raphael tries his best to honor Michael’s wishes and always keep “What would Michael do?” in the back of his mind, but due to his own nature is a far more militant and harsh leader. It is commonly said that Raphael is feared more by his own soldiers than by the enemy. The combination of Raphael’s chronic eye pain, Michael’s current condition, the war itself and Raphael’s new responsibilities as Michael’s stand-in has resulted in Raphael becoming far more high-strung and vicious than usual due to the sheer stress. For all intents and purposes, he’s completely lost his mind.

Raphael has also begun to doubt Father due to what he did to Michael, but suppresses these thoughts out of shame. This leads him to further double down on his strictness with Celestial Realm rules in an attempt to prove to himself that he’s still a good angel. Any behavior that can even vaguely be construed as impure, unholy, sinful, or out-of-line will receive extremely harsh punishment. He’ll take any and every excuse to take out his newfound insecurities on others, going out of his way to find new reasons to brandish his spear. Actions that might be completely overlooked and forgiven one day may suddenly warrant being tied up and tossed to a hungry pack of demons the next, the hypocrisy of which going to show that Raphael is just looking for excuses to indulge in a self-righteous power fantasy to escape his reality.

In order to cope, Raphael has also convinced himself himself that, once the demons are defeated, the Celestial Realm will be restored to normal, even though in reality it is far beyond any reasonable hope of repair. He insists that if the angels fight hard enough, they can earn their eyesight back as well, and when they win there will be no reason to keep Michael in his current form so he will be returned to normal as well. He spends most of his free time pacing in circles around his quarters speaking prayers. Everyone with a sense of self preservation knows not to bother him when he’s doing this. 

I can imagine Raphael having one hell of a redemption arc. He’s clearly a tyrant with a whole bunch of screws loose, but perhaps someone can get through to him. Perhaps someone can help him see that he needs to confront his doubts and true feelings if he wants to save Michael. After he comes to terms with the reality of the situation and accepts how he truly feels, once he realizes that things don’t have to be this way, he could end up playing a crucial role in taking down Father- he is a hitman, after all. His closeness with Father and his skills in assassination could be Father’s downfall. Not to mention how angry he’ll be at Father for deluding him for so long and putting Michael in such a state.

“I know you’re worried about Michael. I know that, somewhere in you, you understand that Father did this to him. You’re afraid, because you have to choose between loyalty to Father and loyalty to Michael. I was in your shoes once, and I am telling you now: you can choose Michael. You can choose all of us.”

-Lucifer to Raphael

Texting

(Takes place over the course of Lore II through Lore VI. Major characters: Solomon)

MICHAEL

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Solomon: [Hey, Michael.]

Solomon: [How is everything going?]

Solomon: [I’d like to meet with you soon. I have some concerns I’d like to bring to your attention.]

Sent 127 days ago

Solomon: [Michael?]

Solomon: [I know you must be busy, but I really think this meeting is of top urgency.]

Sent 126 days ago

RAPHAEL

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Solomon: [Hey Raphael. Is Michael busy? I’ve been trying to get in contact with him for a few weeks now.]

Sent 102 days ago

Solomon: [I need to meet with him to discuss some pretty urgent matters, but he isn’t answering his phone. I’d really appreciate it if you could tell him to call me.]

Sent 100 days ago

Read 91 days ago

SIMEON

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Solomon: [Hi, this is Solomon the sorcerer. I was wondering if you could get me in contact with Michael? It’s important.]

Sent 88 days ago

Simeon: [Hi, I’m sorry to say Michael isn’t available right now.]

Solomon: [I understand; he is quite busy after all. When will he next be available? The sooner the better.]

Simeon: [He isn’t taking meetings outside the Celestial Realm at all right now, I’m afraid. I’m sorry I couldn’t give you a more satisfying answer.]

Sent 61 days ago

MICHAEL

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Solomon: [There have been a concerning amount of angel sightings in the human world. It’s all over our news. Isn’t interference with humans strictly against the rules? What’s going on?]

Solomon: [Michael?]

Solomon: [Michael?] Sent 29 days ago

Solomon: [Michael, New York City has just been flattened. I went to take a look, and found strong traces of both demonic and angelic magic at play.]

Solomon: [Maybe “traces” isn’t the right word. It was too strong for that.]

Solomon: [Did you and the Demon King himself duke it out down here? Because that’s what this strength of magic is indicating to me.]

Solomon: [Actually, no. No offense, but I’m fairly certain neither of you could physically handle exerting this amount of power at once.]

Solomon: [I really think we need to have a meeting to discuss this. The humans are freaking out.]

Solomon: [Michael?]

Character File: Diavolo

Unlike the brothers, Diavolo was never sent to war. As his father is extremely protective of him, Diavolo was forbidden from going to war. He was essentially locked in the Demon Lord’s Castle. 

While Diavolo’s father viewed the eradication of the angels as the best way to protect his son, it only made Diavolo grow ill from power-sickness. Though he hid his ailment from Lucifer and the brothers to avoid worrying them, his magic was eating him from the inside out. 

This timeline’s Diavolo still strongly believes in creating a respect between the realms, but unfortunately he is completely eclipsed by his father, the sitting ruler. With the overbearing presence of his father, Diavolo’s lack of political power compared to his canon self, and his ailment weakening him, Diavolo is unable to be anywhere near as assertive about his dreams as he was in canon. He tends to be more meek, shy, and humble about his beliefs, only sharing them with those he truly trusts and only on rare occasion.

However, as the state of the Devildom grew worse and worse, and his own condition grew more and more unstable, Diavolo realized he couldn’t ignore his father’s doings forever. He was tired of hurting every second of every day, he was tired of being cooped up in the castle like a prisoner and seeing only impenetrable blackness. He was tired of wondering if his subjects were okay, of wondering whether the brothers were okay.

He began to stand up to his father, protesting his behavior and pleading with him to consider deescalating. The Demon King always refused and sent him to his room.

One day, during one of their many heated arguments over the future of the three realms, Diavolo snapped. Blinded by his immense pain and angered at the state of their people, Diavolo did the unthinkable: he attacked the Demon King. All it took was one returned blow from his father for Diavolo to realize what he had done. In shock and realizing there was no way he could defeat his father, Diavolo ceased his attack. Before he could be punished for his act of rebellion, Diavolo fled through the castle doors, out into the darkness. Diavolo never returned to the castle after that. He was completely missing. Lucifer doesn’t even know Diavolo had even gone missing, as Lucifer had been off in the human world fighting the war when the fight broke out. Left alone and cold in the darkness, Diavolo refused to give up. Having given up everything, his only option left was to pursue his dream full-force. Diavolo started by helping his citizens. By this point, most demons had fled the Devildom, but of course there were some left behind who didn’t have the means to leave. Using his magic, Diavolo was able to teleport them to the Human World.

Eventually, Diavolo learned of the situation in the Celestial Realm. Unlike the demons, the angels didn’t have a choice to immigrate to the human world, whether they had the means or not. Father had strictly forbidden any angels from leaving the Celestial Realm unless they were doing so as soldiers to join the war, as an attempt to incentivize his angels to fight for him to escape their burning wasteland. Diavolo began sneaking into the Celestial Realm and smuggling angels down to the Human World.

Before long, Diavolo had quite the force of demons and angels alike behind him, building their own makeshift shelter in the Human World. It hasn’t been found out or invaded... yet.