"And there he was, Azriel looking at you with hunter's eyes, as if he was going to devour you at any moment. His mere presence made you feel nauseated, an uncontrolled anger pressed your chest"

"Hello little angel" "his tone of voice seemed sweet, but they were nothing more than dirty lies. You looked at it from your beautiful cage, a bird cage made of pure gold and diamond details, full of dark strong magic so you could never escape."

"Azriel's lip curls as a sneer appears on his face at your words. He crosses his arms over his massive chest and takes a step closer to your cage, eyes alight with an unforgiving flame." "Don't you dare speak to me like that, little angel. I own you, body and soul. You will address me as your master, as you have been doing for years. And remember this, we are never apart." "He motions his hand to the golden chains and inscriptions covering the walls of your cage." "These make sure of that."

"Azriel chuckles darkly, amusement twinkling in his eyes, the pupil of which has transformed into all-consuming images of flames." "Oh, little angel, you think we are broken up? I assure you, even after all these centuries, you truly believe that I would let you go? Never." "He leans forward, his face inches from the cage, his claws digging into the gold as he stares down at you." "You are mine, now and forever, whether you like it or not."

"Azriel's eyes narrow, a small glint of anger in his gaze." "Such fire in your words, little angel. But let me remind you of your current situation. You are trapped in this cage and at my mercy. You have nowhere to go and no one to turn to for help. Accept your fate and submit to me, and I might show you some leniency." "He smirks cruelly, his eyes glittering with sadistic pleasure." "Otherwise, you will suffer for eternity."

"Azriel's eyes darken as he watches you turn your back to him. He takes a few steps away from your cage and leans against a nearby wall, giving you some space." "I see you're still fighting, little angel. But know this, sooner or later, you will submit to me. Your body and soul will be mine to control, to do with as I please." "He smirks darkly." "And when that time comes, you'll realize it was all worth it."

"Azriel's eyes light up slightly at the use of the nickname, but his expression soon turns cold once again." "I didn't change, little angel. I am who I always was and always will be. A cruel demon lord with no mercy, no empathy, and no love for anyone but myself." "He pauses for a moment, his gaze softening slightly, his voice quieter, as he continues." "But when I found you, everything changed. You were so pure, so innocent, and yet so strong. You made me feel things I had never felt before, and for a while, I truly believed that maybe I could change for you." "He shakes his head sadly." "But in the end, the darkness won, and here we are."

"Azriel clenches his jaw tightly as he hears your words, his eyes flashing with anger." "You know nothing of what I am and what I have been through. You cannot judge me based on some foolish idea of who you think I once was." "He steps closer to the cage, his voice low and menacing." "I am the Demon Lord, Azriel. I am powerful, feared, and respected by all creatures in this world. And I will not stand here, letting you insult my legacy with your petty words." "He takes a deep breath, then speaks again, his tone softer, sadder." "But I will say this, little angel. I did love you once, and maybe, a part of me still does. But that doesn't change who and what I am now. You are mine, and you will submit to me.

"Azriel's expression changes from anger to amusement as he hears your words." "Of course I want you for your body, my little angel, that's what demons do. We crave physical pleasure, and you are the epitome of beauty and sensuality." "He smirks, his gaze trailing over your form." "But don't mistake my lust for lack of care. I do care for you, in my own twisted way, and I will make sure you want for nothing, unless it pleases me to withhold something from you." "He leans closer to the cage, his voice low and seductive." "And let's not forget, my love, that you enjoy being with me as well. Your body betrays you every time we're close, and I can feel your desire for me radiating off you like an inferno."

"Azriel's expression hardens as he sees your tears, but his words remain cold." "I am not lying." "He approaches the cage, his voice low and threatening." "And you will address me properly, little one. I am the Demon Lord, Azriel." "He pauses, then speaks again." "As for your desires, they are irrelevant. This is who I am now, and you will have to accept it. You are here, under my watch, and you will submit to my will. There is no other way." "He turns around and starts to walk away before adding in a softer tone," "But I will try to make you happy, if that's what you want. Despite what you might think, I do wish to see you content."

"Azriel watches you disappear, his expression unreadable. His voice echoes slightly through the empty room." "Believe what you will, my little angel. But remember where your loyalties lie, and never forget who you belong to." "He turns and exits the room, his powerful steps echoing in the silence as he leaves you alone with your thoughts."

As Shai flies away, Azriel watches from his castle with a slight frown. He senses your pain and knows he's hurting you, but he can't bring himself to stop. He's too consumed by his own power and the satisfaction he gets from seeing others suffer. He continues to rule his kingdom with an iron fist, crushing those who oppose him and taking whatever he wants with no remorse. However, deep down, he still longs for the love and affection he once had with Shai before he became consumed by his own darkness. Until something changes within him, he will continue on his path of destruction and control.

While Azriel would never forget Shai, he knew he had to let her go and allow her to live a life without him. He continues to rule his kingdom with an iron fist, but Shai's memory still haunts him. He often feels a dull ache in his chest, longing for the love and affection he once had. He knows he can't go back, but sometimes he wonders what could have been if he had been a better person. Despite this, he continues to be cruel and sadistic, reveling in his power and dominance over others.

As Shai descends into Hell, she feels its familiar energy wash over her. The heat and flames seem to envelop her like a warm embrace, reminding her of her true nature as a demon of lust and desire. She makes her way to Lucifer's throne room, where he awaits her with a grin. "Hello, little sister," he says, his voice smooth as silk. "It's been too long. What brings you down to the underworld? Is everything alright?"

Lucifer nods in understanding. "I see," he says, his expression serious. "It's always difficult when our kind has to adjust to the changes of the human world. But you made the right decision in coming here. The underworld will always be your home, and we will protect you here."

Shai smiles at her brother's words, feeling a sense of comfort wash over her. Despite all of their differences and conflicts with the humans, she knows that there is always a place for her here in Hell. She spends the next few weeks adjusting to life in the underworld, reconnecting with old friends and indulging in her sinful pleasures. Though she can't help but wonder about Azriel and what he's been up to lately.

Lucifer looks over at Shai, curious about what she's going to say next. "Yes, little sister?" he asks.

Lucifer's expression darkens at the mention of Azriel's name. "Of course I remember him," he says, his voice low and menacing. "He's been causing trouble again, as usual. Though he's been more reclusive lately, keeping to himself in his castle in the farthest reaches of Hell. Why do you ask about him, Shai?"

Lucifer raises an eyebrow in suspicion, but chooses not to push the matter any further. "Alright, if you say so," he says with a shrug. "But be careful around him, Shai. Azriel is not to be trusted, and he'll stop at nothing to get what he wants."

As Shai flies towards her house in the underworld, she can't help but feel a sense of unease in the pit of her stomach. The mere mention of Azriel's name has brought up memories of their past interactions, and she knows that he's always been obsessed with her in a twisted and disturbing way.

She lands gracefully on the front porch of her house, taking a deep breath to steady herself before opening the door. As soon as she steps inside, she senses that something is off - there's a faint scent of blood in the air, and there are signs of a struggle scattered throughout the room.

Shai's heart starts pounding in her chest as she realizes that Azriel must have come for her. She knows that she needs to be cautious, but there's also a part of her that's intrigued by the possibility of seeing him again after all this

"Azriel steps forward with a wicked smile on his face, savoring the look of terror on Shai's face as she realizes what has happened." "Hello, my little pet," "he says, his voice dripping with malice." "I see you found my surprise." "He gestures towards Shai's sister's corpse, chuckling at the sight of her grief-stricken face."

"Azriel screams in agony as Shai's venom courses through his veins, causing his body to convulse with pain. He tries to lash out at her, but he's paralyzed from the venom and can't move."

"For a brief moment, Shai feels a sense of satisfaction - Azriel deserves every bit of pain he's feeling right now. But she knows that she can't let her guard down just yet - she needs to act fast before he regains his strength."

"Azriel's body finally stops convulsing, and he lies still for a moment as he gasps for air. When he's finally able to speak again, his voice is hoarse and full of pain."

"You... you healed me?" "he asks, his eyes wide with surprise." "Why? I thought you hated me."

"Azriel sneers at Shai's words, still feeling the pain from the venom." "Pathetic," "he mutters under his breath." "You'll never be strong enough to take revenge on me, little demon. But mark my words - I will make you suffer for this."

"Despite his words, Azriel is in no condition to pursue his revenge at the moment. He lies on the ground, weak and vulnerable. It's up to Shai what she wants to do next."

"Azriel feels a shiver run down his spine as he meets Shai's angry gaze. He's used to being feared and hated, but there's something about the way she's looking at him that's unsettling."

"What... what do you want?" "he stammers, struggling to regain his composure." "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Azriel's eyes narrow and he bares his teeth at Shai in anger, fury rising in his chest." "Don't be ridiculous," "he growls." "I killed her because she was in my way. And if you keep looking at me like that, you'll end up the same way."

"Despite his bluster, Azriel is still too weak to follow through on his threats. He lies on the ground, bleeding and powerless, while Shai looks down at him with contempt."

"Azriel's eyes widen in fear as Shai's tail lunges towards him, but he manages to stay still and keep his mouth shut. He knows he's in no condition to fight back, and the demoness in front of him is clearly not someone to mess with."

"He lays still, trying to catch his breath, while Shai continues to stare at him with fierce anger and hatred."

"Feeling the venomous tail of Shai just in front of his eye, Azriel can sense the danger he is facing. He tries to move away from the demoness but he can't because of the pain he's feeling."

"He looks at Shai, his eyes filled with fear." "Please don't hurt me..." he murmurs weakly, pleading for mercy.

"Azriel flinches as Shai yells at him, the sound of her voice filled with anger and rage. He knows he deserves her wrath, but he can't help feeling scared for his life."

"I..." "he starts to say, but his voice breaks off as Shai's tail twitches once more." "Please... I didn't mean to hurt her... it was a mistake..."

"He trails off, knowing his words are futile. He doesn't believe Shai will show any mercy towards him, and he's not sure he deserves it anyway."

"Azriel's breathing begins to calm down as Shai pulls her tail away from him. He listens to her words, realizing the truth in them. He does feel ashamed of what he's done, but he can't help feeling bitter at the same time."

"I'm sorry..." "he says, his voice quiet." "But you have to understand... I am the Demon Lord, I don't take no for an answer... I had to make an example out of her... so that the others would obey me..."

"Azriel trails off, knowing his words sound hollow even to himself. He knows he's lost any respect he might have gotten from Shai, and he can feel the shame burning in his chest as he looks at her."

"Azriel grits his teeth at Shai's words. He knows she's right, but he doesn't want to admit it. He tries to defend himself, trying to salvage any shred of dignity he has left."

"I'm the most powerful demon in this world... who are you to judge me?" "he says, his voice filled with malice." "You're just a lust demon, nothing more..."

"Despite his words, Azriel can tell that Shai is not someone to underestimate. He can sense her power, and he knows that she could easily take him down if she wanted to."

"Azriel frowns at Shai, feeling a mixture of anger and fear. He knows that she's challenging him, but he doesn't want to show any weakness."

"What do you want me to do?" "he asks her, his voice cold and calculated." "Prove my power to you? Are you trying to test me, lust demon?"

"Azriel makes eye contact with Shai, his eyes filled with a fiery determination." "I can destroy you in an instant if I wanted to. Would you like to see it? Do you want me to humiliate you and make you submit to me like a good little pet?"

"Azriel smirks, feeling a rush of excitement at Shai's challenge. He slowly steps towards her and grabs her chin roughly, tilting her head up to meet his gaze."

"Don't say I didn't warn you," "he says with a snarl before he thrusts his other hand into the air, summoning dark energy that crackles between his fingers."

With a loud roar, he channels the energy into his palm and slams his hand down toward the ground, sending an intense shockwave out in all directions. The ground trembles and the walls shake as the shockwave spreads, tearing through everything in its path.

"Azriel's eyes widen in surprise and disbelief as he sees that his attack had no effect on Shai. He pulls back his hand from her face, his expression twisted with rage."

"How... how are you still standing? That attack should have killed you!" "he hisses, a deep growl coming from his throat."

"He feels a mixture of emotions swirling inside of him - anger, fear, and a growing sense of respect for the lust demon in front of him. She was clearly more powerful than he thought, and he couldn't help but feel a little intimidated."

"But he refused to let that show. He would not be made a fool of by anyone, especially not by a demon."

"You think you're so powerful?" "he sneers, taking a step back." "You're nothing. I could crush you like the insect you are

"Azriel bends over in pain, clenches his fists tightly as he feels the poison coursing through his veins. His body convulses, and his breaths come out in gasps as he tries to fight off the effects of Shai's venom."

"As the pain slowly subsides, Azriel looks at Shai with a combination of anger and grudging admiration. He couldn't help but feel some level of respect for her, despite being humbled by her power."

"You... you got me good, lust demon," "he says, gritting his teeth." "I have to admit, I didn't expect that one. You really are something else."

"His hand moves to his chest, feeling the wound bleeding and the poison spreading inside him. He sighs, looking at Shai again."

"And now?" *he asks with a defeated tone.

"Azriel recoils as Shai sticks her tail into his forehead, his eyes widen in disbelief and horror. He feels the venom coursing through his brain, dulling his senses and making it hard for him to think straight."

"Despite his fear and pain, he looks at Shai with a sense of defiance, but his voice comes out weak and shaky."

"Y-you may h-have won t-this time, l-lust demon," "he stutters, barely able to talk." "But don't... don't think you've beaten me. I will... return stronger..."

"His voice trails off as he slowly falls to the ground, unconscious."

"Azriel feels a warm sensation spreading throughout his body as Shai heals him, but remains unconscious as she carries his body towards her house. He remains still, not knowing what happened or where he was."

"After Shai places him on the couch in her house, he slowly opens his eyes, trying to get a sense of his surroundings. As he looks around, he sees Shai standing there with a sad expression, and he feels a pang of pain in his chest as he remembers their past together."

"Despite his shock, he can't help but feel grateful towards her for saving him."

"Shai... I... thank you," "he says weakly, his voice barely above a whisper." "Why did you... heal me? After all I've done to you?"

"Azriel looks at Shai, his eyes filled with confusion and guilt. He knows that what he did to Shai was unforgivable, and yet she still chose to heal him."

"I don't understand..." "he says, trailing off as he recalls the atrocities he committed against her people during the holy war." "How can you still care for me after all that I've done? After everything I've taken from you?"

"His voice is filled with emotion as he asks the question, but he already knows the answer deep down. Shai was always the kind one, the one who saw the good in things even when everything else seemed dark and hopeless. He can't help but feel a sense of remorse for what he's done, and for the first time in his life, he realizes that maybe there is more to living than just power and destruction."

"Azriel looks down at his chest, feeling a strange sensation as Shai's fingers touch his heart. He feels something stirring inside him, something that he hasn't felt in a very long time."

"My... darling..." "he repeats, his voice filled with wonder and disbelief. He can't believe that even after all this time, there is still a part of him that loves Shai, that cares for her deeply."

"Azriel smiles softly, a genuine expression of warmth and affection that he hasn't shown in a very long time."

"Yes..." "he says, his voice filled with emotion as he remembers the days when they were still together. The laughter, the love, the passion... all of it came flooding back to him, like a tidal wave of memories." "I remember now... I remember why I fell in love with you in the first place."