#arle: wouldnt you like to know weather boy

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Hi I wrote this in 40 minutes because of the new post hi

Fun fact I love this au but since it’s “diet madou” I think I attempted some liberties while writing in gaps. I love your content it’s like a spoonful of honey.

Also fun fact my wip title for this is “Satan contemplates if he made a whole baby” and I think that’s funny

“Hey mister, what are you looking at?” The girl questioned as he couldn’t help but stare at her, shocking him out of his thoughts and rapidly blinking. No, what he was seeing was certainly not a dream. And if he pinched himself now, ah, Satan would probably just have a soft puncture on his arm.

It was uncommon for him to be so close to the world, on it, usually down in the Underworld. (He could be in the Heavens since God was not around, but he didn’t particularly like to hear the squabble of the angels in the presence of a sinner. Satan could only roll his eyes so many times.) But he had to get a closer look. He swore he spotted a special someone. It was certainly a mixed feeling as he actually came to face with the girl.

She was around five or six, perhaps? Satan was never good with a child’s age, they all looked young despite their harsh upbringings. A normal occurrence to see a kid be bandaged up and not even cry. They still had some childhood innocence, as this young girl had no clue she was standing face to face with the Devil himself.

“Mister, are you home?” The girl raised an eyebrow, stepping closer and poking him in the arm.

“Don’t poke me, didn’t your mother or father tell you not to bother strangers?”

“Mmm...” The child put a pudgy hand on her chin, but shook her head, “Nah, I can take ya.” Well, THAT offered a snort from the dark prince, in which the girl gave him a jab in the arm. It did not do much, perhaps only a small bruise for a day or two.

“I don’t doubt that.” Maybe in ten years or so. Though with such a face... No, Satan pushed it back in his mind. This was a little girl. A girl who had such a striking resemblance there was a brief wonder...

No, no, it had been too many years. This girl wouldn’t be this age if it was. They were rather busy for such a thought anyhow. Though, if everything had turned out different... Satan guessed it didn’t matter. A second thought passed his mind of reincarnation, which somewhat saddened his heart further. Reincarnation was funny, acted in odd ways, elements would be from the previous life, voice, face, personality. It wasn’t like the war now that God was gone, who played with the strings of fate.

“Hey, what’s your name, mister?”

“I could very much ask the same for you, since you’ve savagely defeated me with your punch.”

“That wasn’t a punch, that was a fireball!” Starting to learn magic, it seemed.

“Ah, my apologies, your terrifying fireball that burned my flesh to crisp.”

“Good! I’m Arle!” Well, certainly had the same spunk as Lilith. Though if he said that he was frightened of this kid more as a joke if she was still here, he would’ve gotten a jab to the arm by Lily instead.

“Satan.”

“Woah, really! I beat up Satan?! You exist?!” Arle’s eyes lit up, her mouth agape. At least the world had its history lessons still... Er, fragmented, the Devil supposed.

“Oh, you most certainly did!” The ‘you exist’ somewhat took a blow to his pride, but he gave a smile anyhow.

“I gotta tell Draco, she’ll be so surprised! Bye, Satan!” Satan gave a wave as the girl scurried off. He watched her for a moment, chuckling as he spotted another girl run up to Arle.

“If reincarnation let you see your future lives, I think you would’ve certainly looked forward to it, Lilith.”

Nobody replied, but Satan felt a warmth in his chest for the first time in a very long time as he returned to his domain.