What I was doing was treason, but I must do it. Lord has strayed from the right path, and |___| herself had become consumed. Now it's up to my other half and me. Why? Why, oh, why must this happen? How did things go so wrong?
The beginning was beautiful; life was free but turned into a shackled, caged life. The creations I've watched over for eons have lost their freedom, and I can't let that stand. I've waited for the right time to set my plan into motion, and the one creature that let me do so was losing his life. He was a lab rat on a tight chain, sentenced to death fighting the Demon King. Albeit the king is far from peak strength, that does not matter. He can still make others sweat with his magic. His hand-to-hand combat and swordsmanship are second to none, but this mortal was somewhat entertaining to Lucifero due to his scientific enhancements.
I watched the ensuing battle that started balanced for it going back and forth. The match was a long one at that, a struggle that continued for five days. It was impressive for a mortal to fight a Demon King for that long, even if Lucifero was toying with the boy and his allies. The fight was glorious. The two got so invested in the battle that they disregarded their surroundings, making it a wasteland. I had watched the mortal throughout his life as the God of Fate,|_____| told me he was special.
Watching the mortal hold himself in high regard, protecting his comrades throughout his life, reminded me of someone from long ago. This mortal reminded me of myself, a younger version of me that saved Lord. Just thinking about my younger self and seeing it in this boy gave me nostalgia.