“It doesn’t matter. Even if you put my grace back in. I still don’t have all of it anymore. That’s what I mean gege. I want to be myself fully again. Even with grace in my body I’m not the same anymore! I feel like me when I was a child!”
He stalks us like a freak. He studies us like zoo animals. But… for once. I am thankful that he does. Do you think… I can act like my old self again? Break no furniture? No more losing my temper without control? Gege I don’t feel so good…”
“When da-ge died, Yichen gege’s heart broke so badly that he was also dying. Do you see why I yelled at him? I can’t watch anything like that happen again. I had to donate my grace to save him and belphegor is the one that did it. So what if… belphegor knows how to make angelic grace?—
“No. I will personally speak with him. He is the only being who can possibly fully fix me. I can’t keep being this way. Even before my memories started doing this, I had already felt my former self slip away when I donated my grace. I don’t think… grace can regenerate….”
“No way! I’m never talking to him again!” He stands up viciously and knocks the chair over before stomping to the bed and collapsing in it, crossing his arms with his back facing Lucifer.
“I’ll just live like this… I don’t care. I don’t. I really really really don’t care.”
“We all do! And he constantly says he’s fine when he’s not!” He slams one of the dishes into the sink, accidentally shattering it and heaves with a gulp.
“Gege… I think something is terribly wrong with me… I have to tell you something important.”
“Yes! It’s what I was made for! Gege it’s just hard being me. I crave battle. Mortals who pray to me nearly faint from my presence alone! Is that so bad!”