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âI would not have died!â And he didnât. âDonât be so over dramatic.â
A small child, looking around the age of eight, quips from his seat on the couch. Crossing his arms in an irritated manner, golden eyes dart away as a pout makes its way to the smaller childâs lips.
âI simplyâŠjumped into another body. Thatâs all.â
But how long this body was going to last? No idea, he didnât want to be in this thing forever. Beelzebub reaches up and tugs at his curly black hair, the humanâs original features shaping out to be the intended demonâs own. Although, his looks would disappear when his possession over this younger form would end. He brings his small handâwith over long nails already formingâand tugs on Hanzouâs sleeve.
âI just gotta wait for my other body to be ready, it shouldnât be that long.â
Getting onto his stubby legs he stumbles across the couch and lands on the fallen angelâs lap.
âFamily quarrels are commonâhoweverâŠLucifer couldâve been more merciful, but whatever.â
âIâm not being over dramatic,â he said, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. âYouâre being under dramatic. Jumping into another body like itâs no big deal.â
He glared at the kid. Itâs not like they did that much before as lovers, but now it would be impossible. No way was Hanzou going to get into bed with kid. Didnât matter how old Beel was.
âI guess,â he began, hooking an arm around the otherâs waist. âI guess we could play video games or watch a movie or something. How long is it going to take until you get a new body?âÂ