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Lilith sat on a throne on the sixth level of Hell. The skies were black and teaming with red clouds, and the stench from the various pits around them would have made a normal person wretch, but it was just another day in the life of the Queen of Hell.
Throughout the mortal world she was known as many things, "Lilith", Lucifer's Whore, Queen of the Succubai, Queen of the Vampires, and even had been named the Queen of the Damned. But she was also worshiped. Lesbian women's rights activists had named Lilith their patron saint long ago for her dominance over Adam, the first man. It was a title she liked.
Lilith sat on her throne in her small Palace in the city of Dis, and heard the doors slam open. She sighed, her unruly daughter had decided to come visit. 'Wonder what she wants this time?' Lilith wondered as she twirled a piece of her red hair between her fingers.
Her daughter was always trying something or other to take over the world of man, instead of listening to Lilith's advice and working to undermine her father's rhelm first. Everyone knew where the truth power came from, it was all about waiting for the right time to strike, when Lucifer was at his weakest, or most distracted. But Illyria wouldn't listen and instead had a very bad case of imediate gratification. Everything for her had to be now now now.
Lilith sighed, realizing this was just how children were. She'd watched mortal children do the same for centuries beyond count, so this was not a huge shock to her.
Throughout the mortal world she was known as many things, "Lilith", Lucifer's Whore, Queen of the Succubai, Queen of the Vampires, and even had been named the Queen of the Damned. But she was also worshiped. Lesbian women's rights activists had named Lilith their patron saint long ago for her dominance over Adam, the first man. It was a title she liked.
Lilith sat on her throne in her small Palace in the city of Dis, and heard the doors slam open. She sighed, her unruly daughter had decided to come visit. 'Wonder what she wants this time?' Lilith wondered as she twirled a piece of her red hair between her fingers.
Her daughter was always trying something or other to take over the world of man, instead of listening to Lilith's advice and working to undermine her father's rhelm first. Everyone knew where the truth power came from, it was all about waiting for the right time to strike, when Lucifer was at his weakest, or most distracted. But Illyria wouldn't listen and instead had a very bad case of imediate gratification. Everything for her had to be now now now.
Lilith sighed, realizing this was just how children were. She'd watched mortal children do the same for centuries beyond count, so this was not a huge shock to her.
