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Started June 30, 2019 by Deleted user

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"But you just said I couldn't inflict pain on others? Isn't that the fun part?" Scipio asked, still a bit confused.

"Yes. Because you can't kill or hurt them. I don't really know why you're confused," He said with a soft laugh.

"Well I'm confused because I don't know if I can kill them or not."

"You can't. You can't kill or hurt them," Lucifer repeated dully, looking bored already.

"Damn…" Scipio took another sip of the cranberry juice. "I was looking forward to that."

Lucifer rolled his eyes. "All you'll do is just irritate them. You won't get anything from 'killing' anything around here."

"Amusement? Keeps me occupied. Kinda frowned upon as a hobby, apparently…" Scipio hummed a bit to himself.

"They're not gonna bleed or anything. If you chop off a limb they'll just regrow it. You're the only one who can die."

"Woohoo. I'm special…" Scipio sighed, eating a bit more of the food.

"Yep. So don't get yourself killed or I won't bother reviving you." He sat back against the wall when he finished eating.

"And then my soul gets eaten into nonbeing, which really doesn't sound all that bad if you know what I mean." Scipio shrugged, looking up at the painting again.

Lucifer rolled his eyes, then rose his eyebrows again. "You'd rather get eaten into nonbeing?" He asked, chuckling at his tone. "You seem to be a rather kinky individual for never having intercourse."

"That's not what I meant." Scipio rolled his eyes. "I meant ceasing to exist really wouldn't be that bad of a fate. And how do you know I've never had sex, huh?"

(i know, you sort of insinuated xD)

"I'm pretty sure you mentioned it, with your feelings about others? I actually pay attention, you know." He grinned a little and shook his head. "Psychology is a nice thing. It's one of the only things you humans do any good in."

"Except me, apparently… I don't understand why normal people do things, and they probably don't understand why I think it's okay to murder people. But hey, I wasn't the one who created Hunger Games, so…" Scipio huffed a bit, crossing his arms.

"The… the Hunger Games is a fictional series. Anyway, if you actually went and sought help, there would be information on why you like to kill people. You're not as special as you think, Scipio," Lucifer growled wisely.

"I know why I like to kill people. I hate them and it's fun to have control over the life of another human. There's a sort of thrill to it. Seeing the fear in someone's eyes as they realize you're about to take their life from them… I wonder if any of my victims ended up here?"

Lucifer listened without much care, sighing and tilting his head up again. "You're not scaring anybody when you talk like that, you know. We're all much more powerful than you here. You might as well stop talking like that. Imean, probably, lots of people come down here."

"I'm not trying to scare anyone. I'm just describing my experiences with murder." Scipio said simply, entirely serious.

"Mmm. Alright. Well, I hear it all the time. It's all the same thing. I didn't make you a servant so you could think over your life. I made you a servant because I think you're interesting."

"I thought you made me a servant because I'm a horrible person?" Scipio asked, looking back up at Lucifer. "That's what you said the reason was earlier."

"Well, that and because you're interesting to me. But I don't care about your murders. I want to know why you interest me," He admitted, tilting his head up to squint at him.

"I mean, I'm really not all that interesting… at least not to the king of hell. I'm sure you've seen your fair share of mass murderers." Scipio looked back at Lucifer curiously.

"I have. I've seen many criminals who have done many things," He just hummed, shutting his eyes. He was bound in contract not to tell anyone who was not close to him.