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The Archdemon of Lust
Prince Luxen from the Second Circle of Hell
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With her gaze still fixed on their lovemaking, Luxen interrupted Lilith, scrying into the mirror and spoke, "Luna was very fertile, and I planted the seed with intent in that nourishing core of hers."
A FEW DAYS EARLIER...
The moment Luxen had felt that his soul tie with Luna was cut off dead, the pain was so unbearable he had jerked himself awake in quick confusion before it shifted into dread, clutching his chest with a trembling hand as if an angel blade had stabbed him in the heart.
With rasping breaths, Luxen had stretched his free hand and fumbled his fingers on his drawer, his palm blindly searching and clawing for something to alleviate the agony.
