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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.

Lore VI - The Move to the Human World

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With the Celestial Realm and the Devildom becoming nearly uninhabitable, it wasn't long before the war moved to the Human World. The first to move were the demons, fleeing the neverending cold and starvation to live with witches they worked with. The angels soon followed- on paper, they were simply going to hunt down the demons, but in reality, they had been waiting for the excuse to flee the blinding light.

Even despite the dire circumstances, the war was pushed onward. Father went as far as to insist no angel could leave the Celestial Realm unless they were going as a soldier, pressuring otherwise peaceful angels to pick up their swords to escape a burning fate. Demons fought just as viciously, their desperation driving them to the same extremes. It became common for demons to slay angels and demons simply to eat them.

The warring angels and demons brought the same havoc of their homelands into the Human World. Battles flattened cities, and humans were killed by bands of starving demons or kidnapped to join the forces. Humanity, enraged by the destruction wrought upon their world, declared war on both the Celestial Realm and the Devildom. Now, the war was officially three-way.

»-------(Lore VII)------->

Art of Armageddon AU!Satan by the very talented @luyo-mi​!

The way Raphael is so stoic and deadpan probably makes Michael a lot more comfortable around him in his current form because Raphael is the only one who won’t react with obvious horror

IN THE END IM JUST A DEMON.

"I can feel a fucking darkness growing in my fucking soul." WHERE THE FUCK IS GOD by PRXJEK

Fandom(s) — Obey Me!: Shall We Date?

Character(s) — Belphegor × Beelzebub × POC!Reader

Dynamic(s) — None

Other Warning(s) — Death × Cannibalism × Physical Abuse × Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

Ex. Notes: PLEASE do not get the wrong idea with the last concluding pieces of the work, Beel and Belphie did not do the word that is not to be said but starts with i and ends with t! They just- ate you. I wanted to do another piece for @obeymearmageddonau and do a Beelzebub and Belphie birthday oneshot at the sametime but make it dark. I was gonna make this fluffy but frick that :)

I may or may not be adding my own little twists buuuuuuttttt there will maybe be a part two w/Simeon.

I did this just to distract myself from this painful test I'm tryna take HA.

OUTTANOVA © 2022

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"Move these bitches out of the area at once, men!" The sounds of thousands and thousands of innocent humans, cries, screams, and the occasional ghastly sound of a final cry before one has seen it's last day filled the abandoned factory. Beelzebub couldn't believe his eyes—

Hundreds of children being dragged by the hair into these remote areas to help the Demon King's troops win this war... and all for what reason? Why did this disaster fall upon them? Is father responsible for this? Why is he putting his own children into the battlefield, when they all are scarred and severed and at a critical point that they could collapse without even having been touched by their enemies.

Belphegor stood beside his twin, showing a look of no concern as one of the pregnant women came up to him, being shoved down and now at his feet. The orange haired demon tried to hide his tears, honest he did—but when his grievance became audible, the officer who walked her here turned to look at him alongside Belphegor. He knew his twin felt the same way he did, even if he truly hated humans to the core...

This was too much.

"Lord Beelzebub, what shall I do with this insolent bitch? She refuses to leave her child and work in the mine shafts like the rest of her fellow brethren." He turned his head to look behind the human to see you, a little dark skinned child with a nasty purple eye that was swollen. He took into note how dumbfounded you were, when the officer signaled for you to look up at the demon.

Somewhere, as he looked into your eyes, he saw something he never saw in any of the other children who were forced in here. A confused layer was evident, when looked at whole, but if you delved deeper—it was the personification of neutrality and tranquility.

Even as you heard the mimicry of the other children pleading with the soulless demons that continued to beat their mothers, in response to their incompetence or sluggish movements, you remained like stone and unmoved... quite concerning actually. As the dear person who brought you into this world was bent over, her dress ripped to pieces and the slashes on her back exposed to the cold atmosphere began to react negatively with this mix...

You never even flinched, especially as you were soon kicked to Beelzebub's feet.

"...I want the child." You looked back up at the orange tressed demon as his gloved index finger reached to point you out.

"The human woman though, Lord Beel—" For a moment, the inferior incarnate turned to look at you, but was brought back to look at his superior when he heard a barely noticeable crunch come from the two demons before him.

"What human woman?" His eyes glinted at the demon as it soon looked back to where your mother once was, but a pile of pink meat and bones replaced her. A devilish smile appeared on his face as he turned around to the hallway behind you all. Belphegor tutted his head at you, relaxing his face a bit to then smile at you and then join Beelzebub.

For a moment you watched as the two men walked down the hall until you were called.

Once you three made it to the end of the never ending turns and stops, a glass window shaped out of a heptagon was before you three.

"Isn't it magnificent?" Beelzebub commented, as he looked out and into the vast sea of bright circles that shone at you three. Atfirst you didn't know what he was talking about, as your eyes were focused on the large line of people being walked into the facility your all in now. Belphegor looked at you, soon following your line of sight to then grab the edge of your chin and pull you up to the sky.

"..."

At your lack of no response, Beelzebub went on.

"Those stars... their all clustered together as a group. No one is pushing. No one is screaming. No one is starving..." A grumble was set off, and soon he cupped his stomach as he groaned at the mentioning of food he incorporated.

"They're all just in a content, bright and happy state." Belphegor ended his other kin's line, turning to look and smile up at him.

One of the stars then began to radiate a red undertone, primarily focused onto you, and the two demons turned to look at you.

"But... it's sad we're not like that." Sweat began to build up on your forehead as you realized the jig was up. Beelzebub knelt down, soon shifting into his demon form to then lick his lips as he stared at you once more.

"Happy birthday...Princes of Glutton and Sloth..."

A sacrifice you were, to the two demons as they went onto indulging in their gift.

In the end... he was just a demon, and you a human.

Or so you would guess.

I have a question. How has Beel been doing? probably horrible, I'd imagine. but.. the food problem. how would he be handling it? would he resort cannabalism? or...?

...good question. I never entirely figured that out. I toyed with a few things, but never found something I really liked.

A while ago, someone brought up the idea of Beel taking a bite out of Belphie, and there being a big bite mark on Belphie reminding Beel of what he did. I do like that idea.

I also toyed with the possibility of the brothers sealing Beelzebub in some kind of artifact or pocket-dimension to keep him from eating them. I have mixed feelings on this one. On one hand, it probably makes the most sense because we all know Beel would be incredibly dangerous otherwise, but something just doesn't feel right.

There's also the possibility of Beel turning his hunger on anyone who threatens the brothers. The brothers would face many threats from all parties during the war, and Beel would have no problem munching down a few of them. He may get his sustenance from their enemies on the battlefield.

Honestly, I'd love to hear other opinions on this.

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.

Lore VII - The Rise of Rebellion

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With the Celestial Realm and the Devildom destroyed and the Human World on its way, it wasn’t long before voices began to cry out, “enough is enough.”

Even the most loyal of the angels began to doubt Father as they watched everything they stood for collapse around them, and the demons began to realize that their own king was a bigger threat than the Celestial Realm ever was. The war had become nothing more than an ego-brawl between Father and the Demon King; they didn’t care about their subjects anymore.

As more and more people realized this, rebel groups began to form in opposition to the war. Two of the most prominent were the Celestial Resistance and the Royal Alliance of Diavolo.

The Celestial Resistance, led by Simeon, was a rebel group made up primarily of angels who had defected from the Celestial Legions, though they would later gain the support of the seven brothers and others. The Celestial Resistance mostly focused on the best interests of angels, and as such the overthrow of Father was their main priority. All else, including dealing with the Demon King, came second. Many within the group believed that the fight against Father was the battle of angels and former-angels alone, being opposed to the involvement of humans and natural-born demons. Compared to the Royal Alliance of Diavolo, the Celestial Resistance had much greater fighting prowess, as most members had been archangels and seraphim. However, the group had weakness in their lack of diversity- due to the vast majority being angels, the Celestial Resistance could often come across as narrow-minded. This issue would only grow worse as the more conservative angels joined the rebellion- eventually, the Celestial Legions would entirely disband due to Michael and Raphael’s defection, giving the remaining members- most of which were still very conservative- little choice but to follow their former leaders into the rebellion. There was also infighting- Lucifer and his brothers made things complicated, plus the angels were unsure how to get along even with each other without Father unifying them. Their leader, Simeon, was very aware of these issues and tried his best to rectify them. The addition of Lucifer and his brothers to the team also helped sway the Celestial Resistance in a more inclusive direction that would eventually allow them to ally with other rebellion groups.

The Royal Alliance of Diavolo, or RAD, was a much more diverse group, with a more unanimously open-minded approach to the war. This group was made up of humans, demons, and angels alike who sought refuge in the sanctuary Lord Diavolo created in the human world. The group was primarily made up of lower-ranking angels and demons as well as humans- less powerful beings who had needed Diavolo’s aid to escape their situations. Most were refugees rather than trained fighters. However, what they lacked in strength, they made up for in passion and cohesiveness. Royal Alliance members are far more used to working together across species boundaries than the Celestial Resistance, and did so well. Despite the vast range of backgrounds, all Alliance members had a strong loyalty to each other. They built up a strong sense of brotherhood and comradery through their shared efforts to survive the war, and almost any member would lay down their life for another without hesitation. All of them are highly loyal to Diavolo, as many owe him their life. The Royal Alliance of Diavolo would later become a blueprint for society post-Armageddon, as it was the first real example of humans, demons, and angels living together harmoniously and successfully.

For a long while, these two rebel groups functioned without knowing of the other’s existence. However, when their existence came to light, the two were quick to reach out to one another and work together to determine a course of action. Eventually, the two groups merge to form the Equinox Coalition. 

The Equinox Coalition, co-led by Simeon and Diavolo, was the ultimate band of humans, demons, angels and even reapers opposed to the war. Their namesake comes from their core philosophy: There must be balance between the darkness and the light.

The Equinox Coalition would later be joined by the United Forces of Humanity, a collection of the human world’s military forces that had originally formed to resist the invasion of the Human World.

The Equinox Coalition expands its goals far beyond the fight against Father, also seeking to take down the Demon King and explore all possible avenues for a more balanced future. By the end of the Armageddon, all major Obey Me characters will have joined the Equinox Coalition.

»-------(Lore VIII)------->

Character File: Simeon

If I were ever to write a fic of this AU, my protagonist would definitely be Simeon.

As mentioned in the lore, Simeon is completely blind. He has no sense of sight, not even for distinguishing light and darkness, and his face is scarred over where his eyes formerly were. He wears a white blindfold to cover these scars.  In addition to his eyes, he has also sustained other damage, being covered in scars from popped heat blisters. His wings are charred, and only useful for flying short distances. Most of the remaining feathers on his wings have been turned black from soot.

Despite this, Simeon remains mostly independent. He utilizes many of the same tactics as other angels to compensate for lack of sight, and has remained an apt and reliable soldier for the Celestial Realm. Though, he does use Luke as a seeing eye dog sometimes.

He remains his usual smiley self instead of sinking into self-pity over his new-found disability- moping won’t bring back his sight, after all. He makes do the best he can, accepting that he can no longer see.

Simeon resides in in a military camp in the Human World, where he serves in the war along with Raphael, Michael, and other angels. He also smuggled Luke to this camp to protect him from the desolation of the Celestial Realm.

Though Simeon is a celestial soldier, he isn’t exactly loyal to the Celestial Realm. Deep down, he realizes that if the war continues as it has been, there will be no one left alive to claim victory. He is also extremely hesitant to fight Lucifer and his brothers again, should he encounter them in battle. Simeon has ended up breaking numerous rules to protect Luke- first, hiding the fact that Luke can still see from other angels so Luke wouldn’t be sent to war, and then sneaking Luke out of the Celestial Realm as a civilian once he realized the war-torn Human World was safer than what had become of the Celestial Realm. He’s at a point where he’s broken quite a few rules and isn’t afraid to break a few more. He won’t admit it, but he’s just a few hairs off from “fuck it”.

visual by @kitto-katsuu