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In a world where people had the names of their soulmate permanently imprinted on their wrist either when they are born or when their soulmates were born, you were one of the few who's soulmate had quite the unique name.
After all, who named their kid Lucifer Morningstar nowadays? You were slightly worried your soulmate may be someone who was in a cult or something, or maybe their parents may be in a cult. You didn't really believe in things you don't see for yourself, so you often joke to other people that you'll just believe it when you end up in either heaven or hell.
Provided those actually exist
From what you know, you've had the name on your wrist since you were born meaning your soulmate was at least older than you. Well, you did have a thing for slightly older people so at least you know there was some merit to this whole soulmate business.
You just hope they don't give you up just as soon as your parents did.
Just as soon as the thought crossed your mind you shook your head to banish the thoughts from your mind.
You didn't need to be reminded of your no good parents. Nor that you had become the successful person that you are without them. Screw them for all you care; they are already dead, wherever they are.
With all your musings, you had already arrived at work. One of the most prestigious hospitals in all of Europe. You were proud to call yourself one of the best surgeons in the hospital.
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Soulmates. They were one of the things no one knew much about aside from the fact that the name a person had on their wrists was the person they would no doubt be a perfect match with.
Lucifer has always found himself frowning at mere talks about it, even back when he was still in heaven. He didn't have a name on his wrist after all. Hell, even his ex-wife Lilith didn't have a name on her wrist! So it made sense that they were meant to be.
He loved her, she loved his creativity, wonder, and dreams. He loved her independence, wit, and beauty. Plus, both of them didn't have a soulmate! At least…that's what he thought until 23 years before he and Lilith split up, he had a name appear on his wrist.
He knew of course, what that implied, the fact that his soulmate was a sinner, one who must also be a sinner in the future. The idea of his soulmate being a sinner, one who had wasted his gift of free will in life disgusted him.
He hid it from Lilith of course, he couldn't bear to tell her, no matter what some name on his wrist said, he would love her and only her always.
Then it turned out Lilith had a soulmate too, he thought that maybe just like him, Lilith could simply ignore it too. But Lilith left him, disappeared for 7 years and going. The only thing she left behind being memories of her, and a neatly prepared and signed divorce paper, her signature glaring straight at him and a note.
He couldn't deny her requests, he loves her. Immensely so, so even if the letter contained words that hurt and shattered his heart, he signed the papers and made the divorce official. It's what his Lili wanted. So he provided.
Nowadays, after having reconnected with his daughter Charlie, Lucifer would sometimes find himself pushing his sleeve up and staring at the name that circled his wrist.
Ocyris Sterle
Very mystical sounding name. There are times that hed glare down in anger at it, blaming the writing and even the person who owned it for Lilith leaving him. Sometimes, he'd stare at it hopelessly, hoping that maybe, since whoever the name's owner was his soulmate, they'd be perfect for him and would love him forever like what the term soulmate implied
He didn't really know how he was gonna deal with meeting his soulmate. If he meets his soulmate in the first place, after all, not many people meet their soulmates now that the population of both heaven and hell has grown a lot compared to the old times. But if he does meet his soulmate, then hopefully he'd at least get the chance to know them before he gets toosed aside.
For now? He'll support Charlie's dreams and whatever laid in store for it.
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Finishing another good day in the hospital, you worked on 2 surgeries today and both were successful. You've always loved seeing the families of patients get relieved when they here that their loved ones were gonna be alright.
You waved goodbye to your colleagues, giving a polite smile to the staff that you passed by, they wave back and greet you a good evening in return.
As you entered the parking area of the hospital, you got into your car and drove out, setting out gor home.
That's right, it was a good day.
If only you didn't take your eyes off the road for a brief moment to check the message notif that beeps on your phone.
If only there were more areas to turn the car when you realize there was a child running into the road, their mother crying in dread as they saw that you were heading straight for the child.
If only your first instinct was to hit the brakes and not swivle to the left.
As your body lurches forward, the air bag activating upon impact to the sturdy cement wall that divided the road, you felt the glass in front of your shatter as the large impact put your car on fire.
"Is the…kid okay..?" You rasp out, your throat blocked and tight from the smoke that you breathed in.
As you see from the front mirror that the kid gets hugged by their mom, you couldn't help but sigh in relief when your vision fades to black.
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You felt floaty before you fall and land on something hard, you can see something bright from beyond your eyelids as you slowly opened your eyes, strangely pain free despite the car crash.
As you adjusted to the light and see a large gold gate, a luxurious city beyond it, yoy couldn't help the curse that comes out of your mouth.
"Oh shit."
Guess Heaven DOES exist. And the fact your soulmate's name was a certain person as well. Your willing to bet hell does to.
Crap.