Akyo

Despite Mc vanishing entirely, they did not leave the brothers behind. Occasionally they'd summon one or two at a time to make sure they were ok without them in the house of Lamentation. Even if they only saw Mc a few times a week it was enough. When Beel was summoned he had to force Mc to eat because they were trying to starve themselves out Belphegor had to force them to sleep, Asmodeus always had skincare on hand since they deserved to look beautiful when they finally reached their goal, Mammon brought some trinkets that made Mc smile for a moment, Leviathan brought some manga that Mc would read every time, Satan would get summoned and read to them himself, and then there was Lucifer. Lucifer would make them go out for a day but he could never make them forget. He was tired of how they got thinner and sicker every time even with Asmo, Beelzebub, and Belphegor trying to fix their new habits. Mc had fixed all the brother's problems by stubbornly sticking around when Lucifer hated it, so now it was his turn to stick and make up for all he and his brothers did in the beginning.

Lucifer tapped the arm of the sofa as Mc had brought out tea. The curtains were shut as an extra precaution to keep out pesky sorcerers, or just to deprive Mc of vitamin D, Lucifer wasn't sure. Mc sat beside him and leaned against his warmth. Lucifer wrapped his arm around them and could feel their every rib, they were so cold too. Lucifer pulled them right into his lap and Mc didn't resist.

"Mc, do you remember the last time you ate?"

"I could ask you that question too."

"Not anymore, you already fixed my eating habits."

"Ah, but your sleep schedule."

Lucifer smiled, it was feeling a bit like older times "Yes yes, that's still horrible. It wouldn't be so hard if you were waiting in bed for me."

"If only."

"it could be."

"Solomon might be watching the house of Lamentation."

Lucifer frowned "You're getting more paranoid than I was, we still miss you."

Mc sighed "I know"

"Mc, you never talked about it, that night with Solomon. What does "becoming" immortal even feel like for a human. Do you even know how your immortality works now?"

"Unfortunately."

"Do you want to talk?"

"I probably should."

Lucifer leaned against Mc and wrapped them and himself in his jacket "You can tell me everything."

"And if I don't."

Lucifer sighed "I'll bark for you without you having to use your pact."

Mc looked up at him and pointed right at his face "Liar."

"Woof woof."

Mc blinked "Ok fine. That night, Solomon had me drink a potion and said a lot of words I didn't understand. He said it would let me talk to trees but it started to hurt. First it was warm until I felt I was being burned alive and that my throat was closing in on itself and my heart beat so fast... I yelled at him to stop but he kept going. After that I passed out and it felt like I was floating. Apparently the spell merges your soul with your body, human souls can change shape so my whole arm could be cut off and repaired since our souls cannot be destroyed. I guess our souls are like undried clay or something and that's why they can't be destroyed. Solomon explained everything after I woke up, and that's when I broke his nose and ran back. Now that I think about it, he didn't look all there before or after casting the spell. Maybe he actually is insane."

Lucifer tightened his hold on Mc just a bit. He can remember Mc coming home that night but they never told him or the brothers the whole story. The scary part was the fact they were still standing with a knife in their chest and sobbing because they were still trying to "wake up" from their immorality. Their eyes lost more of their light ever since that night. Lucifer stared into Mc's eyes while plotting a new way to destroy Solomon's body. Mc's eyes looked as dead as they wanted to be.

"I am going to hurt him, very badly."

"Please don't, I want to bash his head in myself if I don't succeed by next year."

"Mc..."

Lucifer kissed the top of Mc's forehead like they did with him back when they lived in the HoL. They've gotten so violent and cold. He's pretty sure they're reclusive now that their human friends and family are dead, with his brothers being the exception to their isolation. He really shouldn't let this continue, it was his duty to protect his family.

"Mc, come back to the House of Lamentation. If Solomon is there we can have Mammon hold him down long enough for you to kick him in the balls."

"I suppose I don't have any excuse not to anymore."

"Is that a yes?"

"I don't know."

"Why?"

"It sounds scary."

"What could be so scary about going home."

Mc started making eye contact, it's been quite a while since they looked anyone in the eyes "It won't be the same as before. You're all worried about me now and try to help me. I don't want to be saved but you all keep trying to help."

"We understand why you're doing this, we just like seeing you in pain. I'm sure there's a less painful way to die Mc. When you die I'm going to take your soul and give it the most beautiful place to stay in the house and we'll all talk to you in your little spot, how does that sound?"

"I think I like that."

"Then let's go home, Mc."

Lucifer released Mc and they went to grab their things. Lucifer tossed the cold tea and washed the teapot since they hadn't even gotten the chance to pour. He set it to the side of the sink before going to the door and waiting. Mc came up to him with a single suitcase and the unusual plushie Lucifer won them at the crane machine after Mammon failed many times. Lucifer smiled to see they still had it and it was in good condition. He held out his hand and Mc stared at it for a second. They didn't seem all there, but Mc had not been whole in centuries so their delayed reaction, while concerning, was unsurprising. Mc finally took Lucifer's hand and he teleported them straight to the front gate of the House of Lamentation.

"See, no Solomon."

The brothers were all sitting on the front porch. They all looked up in uniform like a little hive mind that sensed their human was finally back. The ones left behind during Mc's summons always waited outside for the summoned one to come back with Mc since the day they left. They all stood up but they didn't crowd Mc immediately having obtained the common sense that Mc summoned them one at a time to avoid getting overwhelmed by them on top of everything else. Unfortunately they were still very loud, all saying Mc's name over and over like a frat chant.

"Why are you all so loud, go get dinner ready, shoo, shoo!"

Mammon shouted at Lucifer "Nuh-uh. We wanna see Mc."

Lucifer shook his head "Mc needs to eat."

Asmodeus gently took Mc's hand and tried keeping his voice down "We can have bath time after dinner Mc, I have so much to tell you about."

Satan took Asmo's hands off Mc "I don't think we should touch them yet."

Beel and Belphegor started heading to the kitchen, Knowing they'd get their turn during nap and meal time. The others kept fighting as they headed to the backyard since Leviathan had recently broken the dining room table during a fight with Mammon. Lucifer let go of Mc's hand to observe them with the brothers, telling them to tone down as needed. Lucifer wasn't the only one watching, the others also observed and tried adapting around Mc's responses. It was messy but greatly appreciated as twins started bringing out all sorts of food. Belphegor smiled as Beelzebub set something unfamiliar in front of Mc.

"Since you're immortal now, you can try all sorts of Devildom food you couldn't before."

Beel nodded "Maybe one of them will help you feel better."

Mc smiled a little, it had been a while since it was so genuine "thank you."

The brothers all relaxed. The others were unsure of how willing Mc was to talk about their immortality now that they were immortal. They wanted to make sure Mc was at their comfiest even if they hated having to live forever. It had been a while since Mc had driven it home to all of them individually that it wasn't their fault, and they understood. Asmo leaned on Mc making Mammon yell.

"Oi! Don't disturb them while they're eating Asmo!"

"I just wanna show them all the cute soul boxes!"

Leviathan lifted his eyes away from his lap and to his brother just to look at Asmo like he was crazy "What sort of normie thing is a soul box?"

"Well it's not like a human and a demon is a unique situation. Since we didn't have any marriage laws until last century humans would give their souls to demon lovers and when they died they got a comfy box, not that you would know about romance outside of dating Sims Levi."

Satan looked up from his book which happened to be about soul boxes "There are also soul boxes for torture. Apparently some are padded to hide spikes underneath thin cushioning to create discomfort when the soul is placed. There is also one that is a permanent heater so it will boil the soul when water is added."

Mc swirl led their soup with their spoon "Could the souls still talk to their lovers."

Asmo frowned a little "I don't actually know."

Leviathan shook his head "we know they scream, it sounds kinda like a whistle"

Mammon elbowed Leviathan "Wha- oh. Sorry Mc."

"It's alright, I'm kinda used to it now."

The brothers all frowned. Humans weren't supposed to be too used to torture and torture adjacent things. A healthy anger was good for them, kept them from being a sad noodle.

Lucifer spoke up "Yes, they do. You'd still have everything that makes you Mc. There's a couple of soul boxes that act as pocket dimensions, you could have your own personal paradise in it like you would have had normally."

Mc smiled a little wider and rubbed the pact marks still on their chest "That sounds nice, but I don't even know anymore. How does becoming a soul, differ from becoming immortal?"

Satan had the answer this time "Souls only feel if they are forced to. While a personality can be maintained, it is a sense of nothingness until they are stimulated with magic."

Belphegor smiled behind his pillow "We could get you a box that feels like you're taking a wonderful forever nap. But if you do choose to stay immortal you can just take naps with me and Beel."

"Thank you."

Beel stared at Mc's food "You haven't touched your soup, do you need me to feed you?"

"Oh, you really don't have to. I just got distracted."

Beel didn't fully believe them yet but conceded once the spoon was in their mouth. Mc liked the new taste. It was definitely poisonous to humans but it tasted like an old stew made by a grandparent with a recipe that never quite tasted the same when made. Lucifer probably made this recipe, he was so old. He continued looking at Mc just like the others. They all looked just like before, but they were all thanking their every star that Mc was eating. Mammon leaned over and started talking to Mc about a new scheme, Leviathan got upset that Mammon was too close, and Asmo pulled Mc's face right into his chest once Mc finished eating making the second and third eldest very upset. Satan sighed since this was typical family behaviour while Lucifer was just happy to have the table full again, even if it was the wrong table.

Mc suddenly sat up, something felt wrong. Lucifer turned to them and took their hand while Mammon and Leviathan looked around, Asmo, Satan, and Beel, drew their demon forms, and Belphegor was suddenly awake. They had learned a long time ago to trust Mc's human sense of danger since it had saved them all more than once. Lucifer sniffed the air and looked straight at a bush. The others followed his gaze as the leaves rustled and Solomon stumbled out. He was smiling but his eyes looked frantic as they closed in on Mc.

"Hel-"

Leviathan jumped Solomon and threw his wand. Mammon pinned him to the ground before he could finish speaking with the others formed a wall to protect Mc. Satan and Belphegor's tails hit the ground wildly while Lucifer drew out his own demon form, staring down at Solomon like prey. Solomon only smiled, clearly not in his right mind since he clearly couldn't take all seven with how unkempt and malnourished he looked even with his pact with Asmodeus. He tilted his head and his smile got wider.

"What's with the cold reception? I'm just here for my apprentice."

Mammon glared down at Solomon "Mc is not your apprentice anymore Solomon."

Lucifer raised his hand, sensing Mammon was about to lash out "Mammon, I promised Mc that if Solomon did show up you would hold him long enough for them to kick him in the balls."

The others all looked offended that Lucifer had chosen Mammon to hold Solomon down instead of them. The only one not upset was Asmodeus, who understood he would not be very helpful at the moment. Mammon smiled and pulled Solomon up, trying to create the best angle so Mc can have a good shot without also kicking him. Lucifer gently ushered Mc forward and their pacts started to buzz since the brothers were lending Mc some power since that might as well be the same as them also kicking Solomon. Mc ran and kicked him so hard he coughed up some bile. Leviathan clapped and Satan cheered while Lucifer gave Mammon and Leviathan instructions.

"Mammon, Leviathan, just take him to Barbatos. If he is insane then Barbatos should deal with it."

"Alrighty!"

Mammon dragged Solomon off but Mc stared at their hands. They thought hurting Solomon a little would make them feel a little better. They didn't really feel anything at all about it, it was unusual. Beel noticed and placed his hand on Mc's back, making the others pay attention too.

"I don't know what's wrong with me."

Asmo placed a hand on Mc's shoulder "What do you mean hon?

"I don't feel anything at all."

Lucifer moved in front of Mc and pet their head "That's alright, we can look into that. At least you're home now, we can work on it together."

Satan looked Lucifer dead in the eyes "Stealing Mc's words are we? "We can work on it together" huh? I know Mc's told you that befo-"

Lucifer placed his hand on Satan's face "Hush. Let me comfort our human."

Being a sheep in the Devildom wasn’t as bad as it may seem at first glance.

There’s no denying that safety was an issue. After all, you were small and somewhat defenseless if a demon tried to attack you.

But, you didn’t need to use nearly as many resources to take care of yourself. And, on top of that, it was easy to make friends when you looked so adorable and approachable.

Being a sheep also took away the social construct of beauty. There was no way anyone could judge the way you dressed or did your hair because you were simply a sheep.

So, while there was a bit of an adjustment period at first, by the end of your exchange year in the Devildom, you had grown accustomed to being a small creature.

But, as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end, and before you knew it, it was time for you to leave the Devildom.

You were heartbroken to leave your friends - but, you weren’t even sure if they could see the tears you were shedding as a sheep.

And then with a blink of an eye, you were teleported back to the human world and that was the end of it.

Luckily, the spell wore off pretty quickly when you returned to the human world and you had your normal body back.

And whether or not that was what you wanted, you knew it was probably for the best. After all, what considerations were held for you as a sheep in the Devildom, certainly wouldn’t be held in the human world.

You could be shaved bald for your wool or get put on a farm. Or worse. There were some places where sheep was a common cuisine.

Becoming a human once again required yet another adjustment period. You had to relearn how to walk on two feet instead of four. You had to make sure you were dressed properly and that your hair was neat.

Not to mention the fact that you were starving. As a sheep, you ate such small portions. Now, you felt like you had to make up for lost time. 

Everyone from the Devildom continued to stay in contact with you, of course. But, all they could hear was your voice. They couldn’t see you.

So they were none the wiser when it came to your sudden transformation. They were completely in the dark. 

At least that was the case until one day, Solomon showed up to see you.

Solomon was planning a trip back to the Devildom and he was planning on taking you.

Truth be told, he missed it down there. The memories that he experienced were full of fun and endearing moments. And, he wanted to make some more.

You were typically at the center of those memories, and as such, he couldn’t imagine returning to the Devildom without you.

The two of you had stayed in touch, sending messages here and there and even calling when the time allowed it.

But, it was nothing like before - which is why Solomon decided to surprise you by showing up in person.

He used a tracking spell to find your location and continued to text you to keep up the ruse.

His eyes scanned the area for your little sheep form and he got a bit worried when he couldn’t find you. He was positive he had done the tracking spell right.

That’s when he noticed someone walking and texting - on a D.D.D.

It wasn’t like those were popular in the human world. You could only get them from the Devildom - which meant…

The realization dawned on Solomon that the spell that turned you into a sheep would have worn off by now, and he connected the dots.

He took a brief couple of moments to take in your new appearance. He felt privileged to be the first one to see you in your human form.

Then he approached you and he couldn’t help the smile that formed on his lips when you looked into his eyes with soft familiarity in yours.

Solomon would love to whisk you away and spend the day with you. To have some alone time with you before the others stole every second of your time.

But - he was on a mission. He came to you for a reason. 

A reason that he didn’t give you much time to ponder over before teleporting the two of you back to the Devildom.

Back to your friends.

Lucifer was stunned when he watched two humans fall through the portal that had opened up in the middle of the assembly room.

He recognized Solomon right away. He wore a smile as he landed on his feet gracefully.

The one Lucifer didn’t recognize was the human who had crash-landed on top of Satan.

From his position, Lucifer could see that they were attractive, but why had Solomon brought them there?

“Whoops. Sorry, about that Y/N. I really should’ve warned you to be careful where you land,” Solomon stated and it all became clear to Lucifer.

You were the human that had stolen all of their hearts. You were the one they had been pining over and longing for since the moment you left the Devildom.

And now you were in your true form.

And your true form seemed to have an even greater effect on the eldest.

“Y/N…?! Solomon…!” were the only two words that came out of Lucifer’s mouth as he was still trying to process everything.

He was trying to hold it together. He was doing what he could to not show any weakness.

He wanted to remain as calm and composed as he normally was, but his eyes refused to listen as they were continuously drawn to you, taking in every inch of your appearance.

And when you finally smiled at him, he knew it was over for him.

“AAAAAH!! Wha…wha…WHA?! Is this really…are you really really…REALLY?!”

Levi was so overwhelmed by the situation that he wasn’t able to form real words.

He felt like his brain was racing at a hundred words a second.

He had just got his friend back - his true friend.

And he was so excited to see you again.

Except it wasn’t the you he had gotten to know over the past year.

Now, you were back in your human body and despite him mostly being excited, he couldn’t help but be intimidated.

Like Lucifer, Levi did his best to not trail his eyes over your new body and when he caught himself doing so, his cheeks turned a bright pink and he mentally scolded himself.

Levi could barely manage to not freak out in your presence when you were a sheep. How was he supposed to do that now that you were a human?

And not just any human, but an attractive one!

Levi’s overthinking could have given him a panic attack on the spot if it weren’t for the fact that he was in front of everyone else.

He just needed to keep reminding himself that you were the same person he had come to know and love.

Maybe then he would still be able to hang out with you despite the fact that your new form made his heart race and made his palms sweaty.

“Y/N, it’s YOU! It’s REALLY YOU!”

Asmo’s excitement showed more than his other brothers’ as they all processed your new form in their own way.

Asmo, for one, was soo ecstatic about the new change in your appearance.

Could you blame him? He was the Avatar of Lust and you just showed up in a new body.

When you were a sheep, you had a personality that could charm anyone, anywhere.

And now you had a body that could do the same. 

Asmo’s eyes had a special glint in them as his questions filled his mind.

How smooth was your skin?

Were your lips as soft as they appeared?

Did your hair feel as healthy as it looked?

Asmo got even more excited as he realized now he would be able to do all of the beauty treatments with you and see them in full effect.

There was only so much you could do as a sheep. After all, wool was a lot different from skin.

If he’s caught staring at your new body, Asmo will be shameless about it.

It’s not like he doesn’t have a good reason to stare.

He just couldn’t wait for the student council meeting to be over so they could all take you back to the House of Lamentation.

Asmo wanted every single one of his questions answered, and he couldn’t do that in the middle of the Assembly Hall.

Well…he could, but Lucifer would probably be mad.

Mammon went through a full mood swing. 

At first, he was confused because a random human just dropped into the middle of their meeting. 

But when Solomon said your name, everything changed for Mammon.

He hadn’t stopped blushing since he realized that the random human was - his human.

Mammon had a hard time trying not to admit his feelings for you when you were a sheep.

But now - now you were a human.

A human that he could hug, kiss, and cuddle if you let him.

He told his mind to stop thinking such thoughts but it would respond by flooding his brain with even more thoughts and images.

He wore a smile the more he looked at you. He had missed you so much.

But, in his true, tsundere fashion, he couldn’t let you catch onto how much he missed you.

“Wait, wh…huh?!...I knew you missed me and all, but THIS is just crazy!”

Mammon thought he did a good job of remaining composed.

He believed he did a good job of hiding the fact that you being there - in this form - was making his head spin and making him weak in the knees.

But when the two of you locked eyes, he knew that he wouldn’t be able to keep his charade up for much longer.

You were his weakness as a sheep, now you were his kryptonite.

“Y/N…”

Satan was trying to analyze the situation. 

You fell on top of him when you came out of the portal and he was completely blindsided by the contact.

So he was trying to still gather his bearings while his brothers spoke.

When he finally did manage to get back to his feet, Satan asked, “Do you want to tell me why you just appeared out of thin air and landed on my head?”

But as Satan faced you to ask that question, he took in your appearance and a small blush coated his cheeks.

Suddenly, he was happy that you landed on him. Thankful even.

He had noticed that when you landed on him, you were definitely bigger than a little sheep.

But he didn’t expect this.

He couldn’t imagine if you would have landed on one of his other brothers, especially Lucifer.

The thought alone threatened to spark his wrath.

Satan let his eyes trail down you, studying your new body as if it were a new piece of information he was learning.

And he had never been so excited to learn.

This was a subject he would happily study in depth if you allowed him to.

For now, Satan settled on helping you to your feet, your hand feeling much softer and warmer than the hoof that he was used to feeling.

And as you stood close to him, his heart skipped a beat.

He knew that everyone was going to be in deep trouble now that you had gotten your true form back.

“How about that! Y/N, it’s really you!!”

Diavolo had a boyish grin on his face as he spoke to you. He had missed you just as much as the brothers had, whether he showed it as much as they did or not.

He knew that the spell that turned you into a sheep must have worn off by now.

But, still, it was a surprise to see you in your human body.

He had to admit - you were quite the head-turner.

A twinge of fear set into Diavolo as he questioned how you ended up in the Devildom again.

“Wait, you didn’t perform some sort of unsavory ritual to cast your soul down here, did you?! You better not have!”

When you shook your head no, Diavolo let out a breath of relief, knowing that you were okay.

“I can’t believe you’re actually back here with us again!” he added, his smile returning.

Diavolo could see how good you were for his kingdom.

He could see the way you changed things for the better, and he could see how negative things were without you.

Your presence brought a light to their lives that he had been missing.

And that light shone even brighter in your real body. 

Diavolo would be lying if he said he didn’t find you attractive. He would be lying if he said he hadn’t been sneaking glances this entire time.

But he had to keep his composure in front of everyone.

When the two of you were alone though - and he would make sure that you had some alone time - that’s when he would let his true feelings show.

“Yes. This really is quite the happy surprise. It’s good to see you again, Y/N.”

Barbatos was as professional as ever, but you could see his eyes sparkling just a bit more than usual and his smile reaching just a little further.

Like Diavolo, Barbatos knew that the spell would have worn off by now.

But, it wasn’t something that was talked about. 

It wasn’t a typical topic of conversation and because of that, it was easy to forget that the next time any of them would see you, you wouldn’t be a sheep.

Barbatos was pleasantly surprised.

He had seen your human form once before - the details of which he won’t disclose.

But, seeing you in your human body after he had gotten to know you was completely different.

It elevated his opinion of you and made him believe you really were the most attractive creature he had met.

No other human, demon, or angel had made his heart race the way you did.

Barbatos had taken a backseat during your first year in the Devildom.

He allowed you to make connections with the others first.

But, now, he was excited for his turn.

There were a lot more things he could teach you and bond with you over now that you had your human body back and he was going to take advantage of each of those things.

Belphie had been doing his best to not fall asleep in the student council meeting.

The last time he did, Lucifer caught and punished him with a whole lot of work and Belphie did not want a repeat of that.

So, he was thankful when the portal opened up, providing a necessary distraction from the boring events that were taking place.

When he saw Solomon fall through the portal, Belphie perked up a bit, curious as to what the mysterious sorcerer had planned this time.

He noticed another human had fallen on top of his older brother and bit back a chuckle at the scene.

When Solomon stated your name, Belphie’s blood ran cold as he began to process the shock.

Was that really you…in that body?!

Belphie had a hundred things to say and to ask. But, he couldn’t get a word in between everyone else, so he quietly took in everything about you.

Your voice was the same and you acted the same. It really was you. 

Belphie couldn’t help but wonder if it would be more fun to cuddle you now.

He would miss the softness of your wool, but would you be warmer now? Or more comfortable to lay on top of?

Belphie was pulled from his thoughts when he noticed you being bombarded with questions of why you were there and he finally decided to speak up.

“Listen, I am curious to know why you’re here. But before we get into that, are you going to be staying for a while? Because if so, you’ll be staying at the House of Lamentation, right? Oh, but wait…I bet your room’s covered in dust…”

“No problem, Y/N can just sleep in our room.”

Like Belphie, Beel had remained silent until then. 

He had been happily munching on a snack, paying the bare minimum of attention to Diavolo during the meeting as he ate.

But he hadn’t been able to take another bite since you and Solomon fell through the portal. 

Was that what you looked like on a normal basis? Why didn’t you tell him?

He knew that you were a human that had been placed under a sheep transformation spell, but his imagination never could have come up with the beauty you exuded.

You were on a different level than others and he couldn’t take his eyes away from you. 

He noticed his other brothers were having the same trouble looking away, and Beel suddenly felt a twinge of jealousy.

You were in your own body now and part of him wished he was the only one who was able to see it.

Well…it was okay if Belphie saw you like this too.

But, the others were looking at you with a look of lust in their eyes and Beel wanted to sweep you into his arms and keep you from them.

Which is why he jumped at the opportunity to offer his and Belphie’s room to you. 

He couldn’t imagine you staying with one of his other brothers after seeing the look in their eyes.

Surely, something would happen if you did and Beel wanted to burn that imagery out of his mind.

Simeon had been in contact with the others in the Devildom and when he found out that you had returned, he couldn’t help but feel like he was missing out.

The demons weren’t the only ones who missed seeing you and talking to you.

He felt like he was missing out even more when they told him that you were back in your human form.

Simeon could only imagine what you looked like. What your hair color was, whether you were tall or short, and what kind of clothes you liked to wear?

That possibilities were driving Simeon crazy and before he knew it, he was finding some way to bring you to the Celestial Realm so that he could see you.

He was beyond happy and excited when you agreed to go, and he paced nervously by the gates as he waited for your arrival.

When the gates finally did open, revealing you and Solomon, Simeon felt his breath leave his body.

He always joked about you being an angel based on the things you did, but now you looked like one.

Simeon could write an entire book on how ethereal and stunning you were.

He did his best to remind himself that he was an angel and shouldn’t be entertaining any thoughts that the demons surely had.

But - you were the first human he had ever met that elicited those ideas from him.

He wasn’t sure how much time he had with you - but he knew that he had to make the most of it.

One of the benefits of being a bit more uncultured and younger than everyone else was that someone’s form didn’t have the same implications for him.

LUKE

Luke had heard from Simeon that you were in your human body, but he didn’t think too much of it.

It didn’t matter if you were a human, a sheep, or anything else. You were still the friend that he came to know and love and want to protect.

Luke had been so excited to show you around the Celestial Realm that he didn’t waste a moment on taking in your new appearance.

Raphael had caught a glimpse of you while you were in the Celestial Realm.

In fact, you would have believed he didn’t notice if it hadn’t been for the fact that you were now bigger than him and did things that you couldn’t do as a sheep.

RAPHAEL

He knew that Simeon and Luke had been excited to see you, so he didn’t dare take your time like they did.

But he saw you chasing after Luke and it made him stop in his tracks as he couldn’t help but stare at you.

He may not have understood your appeal as a sheep. But, seeing you now, he could understand why exactly you had everyone wrapped around your finger.

Mephisto was a bit slow to realize who you were.

And if he wasn’t careful he was sure that someday he may find himself in the same position as the others.

MEPHISTO

He had seen you walking around the Devildom with the others and couldn’t help but wonder who you were and why Diavolo and the others were so close to you.

He had to admit that you were rather attractive, but surely your looks couldn’t be the only reason they were drawn to you.

It wasn’t until one of them said your name while walking by Mephisto that all of the dots connected in his head.

And he wore a small blush as he realized the one he had been admiring from afar was none other than the human exchange student.

The news didn’t deter him though. Instead, it enticed him.

Your new body enticed him.

Thirteen was the last to find out about your new form.

He would have to make himself more useful to Diavolo so that he could find a way to grow closer to you.

THIRTEEN

Like Luke, your body didn’t really make much of a difference to her. After all, she was mostly interested in looking at your soul, and that didn’t change whether you were sheep or human.

But, seeing you for the first time still surprised her. You didn’t look anything like she would have expected - in a good way.

Surely, you would be more useful in helping her make traps in this form.

And she had to admit you were pleasing to look at…