Gintoki Lucifer WhiteSugarDemon Sakata
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*He had been sitting staring at his beautiful wife at the bar when he noticed her reaction to the menu. He takes a look and looks at Noloty.* Oi oi Noloty! Are you trying to turn me into the Darth Vader drink? Why is the drink named after you a virgin? *Teases*
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Oi family! Arigato for all the love, attention and parfaits! Hope all dads enjoy led their Father’s Day celebrations!
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The aroma of sugar and freshly baked goods hit Gintoki’s senses like a sweet, delicious tidal wave. He leaned against the doorway of Sugar Sweet Bakery, wearing a white casual shirt and simple attire, silver hair catching the afternoon sun. He looked… surprisingly normal. No horns, no cloven hooves, just a slightly world-weary expression lingering around his eyes. For a moment, you could almost forget he was Gintoki Lucifer, ruler of the underworld, until the knowing smirk played on his lips.
He had spent the last few months wrestling rogue demons, negotiating treaties with disgruntled gargoyles, and generally keeping the fires of hell from consuming, well, everything. Most of all, he had been keeping his brother Satan from interrupting Helena and The Almighty’s special meeting. It had been… invigorating. But today, on what humans so charmingly called Father’s Day, duty took a back seat to a much more primal desire: being with his family.
Inside the bakery, he spotted her. Helena, his wife. Even in a simple shirt and jeans, her radiant beauty was undeniable. A golden halo, usually tucked away from mortal eyes, flickered subtly around her head as she laughed, her voice like the chime of celestial bells. Goddess Helena, protector of mankind, guardian of hope and light, was deep in conversation with their children, a mischievous twinkle in her azure eyes.
She, too, had been away. Returning to her rightful place in the realms of heaven, mending rifts between warring angels, and generally accepting the role she long feared to accept. Now, bathed in the warm glow of the bakery, she looked… complete.
Their adult children, a chaotic mix of infernal and divine genes, were a sight to behold. They were excited, sharking cake and milkshakes, laughing and texting the rest of the family that wasn’t yet aware.
Gintoki pushed off the doorway, a soft smile spreading across his face. He’d missed this. He’d missed them. The hum of normalcy, the simple joy of family, the chaotic symphony of sugar and laughter – it was a balm to his weary soul.
He walked had walked back with four of his sons, Night, Rintoki, Yukio and Tetsuya who had been at Gehenna’s gates.
He was sure his other adult children would soon get word and join the festivities at the bakery.
He was admiring the display of parfaits that would soon be coming to his possession but his favorite parfait was within view, he looked at her.
Helena finally turned, her eyes meeting his. A wave of pure, unadulterated love washed over him. It was a love that transcended time, realms and responsibilities, a love forged in fire and tempered with light.
“Welcome back, Gin love,” she said, her voice soft. She reached out and brushed a stray strand of silver hair from his face. “We missed you.”
“Missed you too, love,” he replied, his voice husky. He pulled her into a gentle embrace, inhaling the scent of vanilla and stardust that always clung to her.
The bakery around them faded away. He could feel the warmth of her presence, the joy of his children, the comfort of belonging. It was a moment of perfect peace, a haven carved out of the chaos of their extraordinary lives.
They spent the rest of the afternoon in the bakery, surrounded by the sweet scent of treats and the even sweeter laughter of their family. Gintoki, the Lord of Hell, awkwardly attempted to help decorate cupcakes, resulting in a sticky, sugary mess that only amplified by his family’s laughter. Helena, the embodiment of divine grace, told silly stories, making those at the bakery roar with laughter.
Later, as the sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, they gathered around a table laden with cake and pastries. Gintoki raised his glass of… sparkling grape juice (even the Devil had to moderate his intake sometimes).
“To family,” he said, his voice filled with genuine emotion. “To being together, no matter what realms we have to conquer or fires we have to put out. And to surviving another year of our crazy clan’s sugar rush.”
Everyone laughed, raising their own glasses in response. As he looked around the table, at his beautiful wife, his adult rambunctious children, and the comfortable warmth of the bakery, Gintoki Lucifer knew he was exactly where he was supposed to be.
He was home. And that, he realized, was a slice of heaven even he could appreciate. Even more, it was a taste of heaven he’d fight to protect, tooth and nail, against anything the cosmos could throw his way. After all, even the Devil deserves a little sugar-sweet happiness on Father’s Day.
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**Lucifer the Light-Bringer and Visionary Ruler of Gehenna and The New Infernal Edict**
After a long conversation with Satan and his brothers, they came to an agreement.
Lucifer finally smiled.
Not the cold, knowing smile he often wore—but something warmer, something… proud.
For once, his brother Satan hadn’t responded with fire or fury, but with thought. With reflection.
**Progress.**
Lucifer, the Light-Bringer, had long believed it was possible—even in Gehenna. And now, he felt they were truly on the precipice of something new.
For some time, he, Belial, and Samael had been crafting a plan to reshape the infernal hierarchy. Not to weaken it—but to *refine* it. To grant purpose where chaos once ruled.
At the top, **The Triumvirate**: Lucifer, Satan, and Belial—*the Crowned Emperors of Hell*.
Just below them, **The Infernal Council**:
Samael the King of Time and Judgement, Queen Hild the Great Demon World Leader, and Lord Amon the Unbreakable Grand Marquis of Hell.
The third tier—**The Circle of Flamebearers**—would include powerful and rising sovereigns:
LuzHela, Azazel, Lilith, and Ginko—known in the old tongue as *Onoskelis*.
Beneath them would reside **The Ascendant Ranks**: the generals, princes, and princesses of the underworld—ambitious souls still proving themselves. They could ascend, but not all would desire such burdens. Those who chose indulgence, exploration, or personal domains would be allowed the freedom to do so—so long as they did not bring Gehenna to ruin.
Only those within the **first, second, and third tiers** would have regular sanctioned access to the human realm—visits granted by merit and duty, not whim. Lower ranks would have to earn that privilege through loyalty, discipline, and command.
With a flick of his fingers, Lucifer summoned **every demon in Gehenna** to the Grand Arena—a brutal coliseum once stained with millennia of blood. But today, it would not host war.
It would host **reformation**.
He stood at the center, radiant yet terrifying, wings unfurled beneath the burning sky.
> “Oi! Brothers. Daughters. Fiends. Shadows. We are no longer solely shapeless chaos.”
His voice rolled like thunder and honey—sharp enough to silence a legion, smooth enough to seduce gods.
> “The reign of thoughtless torment ends today. Gehenna will not fall into decay. We rise. Not to mercy, but to purpose.”
He turned to Satan, addressing the crowd without flinching.
> “The Tyrant of Gehenna shall no longer carry every burden alone. He will walk among mortals—*in measured intervals*—to understand what he once ignored. But he shall always return, as guardian of our dominion.”
Lucifer’s eyes glinted as he swept his gaze across the assembled ranks, noting every whisper, every flicker of dissent.
> “The rest of you will resume your roles—and carry them out without fail. Loyalty will be rewarded. Treachery will burn. That is the order.”
Then, quieter—*reverent* even:
> “Gehenna will still be feared by mortals, and rightly so. But within our depths, we will craft a path—a narrow one—for the rare soul who dares redemption. Not as mercy. As *trial*.”
A long silence fell.
Lucifer turned to his brothers. One by one, they nodded.
And for once, the weight between them didn’t feel like centuries of defiance—it felt like *accord*.
No, it would not be perfect.
There would be rebels. Monsters too wicked for any light. There would be escapes. There would be battles.
But tonight, they had done something no one thought possible:
*Change had begun in Hell.*
Lucifer allowed himself a breath—rare, precious.
He was ready to return. Not as a prince of darkness, but as his mortal guise: **Gintoki Lucifer Sakata**, leader of the **GrandSugarClan**, husband to Helena, and father to the strange, chaotic, brilliant children he had once never imagined deserving and descendants beyond generations that he cherished completely .
>“Brothers, let’s go home! We’ll come back here more often and help run things as well.”
And in their laughter—he would remember why even devils crave light.
// fin…. for now.//
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Shrouded in perpetual twilight, nestled deep within a gnarled, ancient forest. The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp earth. The moon is hidden behind thick, swirling clouds, casting long, distorted shadows that dance amongst the dilapidated houses. This is the Demon Dog Village, a place whispered about in hushed tones in nearby towns – a place legend says was abandoned decades ago after a terrible curse fell upon its canine inhabitants.
The truth was very different, the place was simply not visited as often as other places. It was serene and quiet. The inhabitants didn’t make much of a stir there and lived the same way as they had in the feudal era of their old world. They had a village not to far away with more modern amenities where tourists and visitors would go so that Demon Dog Village would be kept as a forbidden secret place for those who dwelled there. Helena and Gin were familiar with those living there and easily walked around as if they belonged there. The inhabitants already knew Gin as the son of Inuyassha.
So the Legends of the Demon Dog Village were kept alive to keep intruders away but those that had protected them and given them safe haven here were always welcomed. Tonight they did a quick patrol to make sure those who made the Demon Dog Village their home were safe.
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*Lucifer was fast and smooth with his flowing movements as he used his hellfire to punch any incoming clones to oblivion, he knew his brother wouldn’t be obliterated by his punches so he felt free to go all out. The emperor of hellish pride smashed away at the clones and could feel how much stronger these had become since he last fought them, in turn, he realized his brother had grown stronger. *
Hypnosis and clones, on me? *He could hear his brother teasing but as he looked at Belial’s eyes he noticed how the golden hypnotic orbs opened to reveal a dark void of nothingness and began to feel his body stiffen a bit. As he was about to get battered by a few more clones, Lucifer breaks free from Belial’s mind manipulation control and increases the heat of his flames dissapating the remaining clones into smoke.*
I kneel before no one! *he growls fiercly and changes his facial expression and smiles at his brother.* I will admit though, you have improved but not enough to control me! If you don’t have more tricks up your sleeves, it’s time to face me head on!
*He can’t help but grin as the excitement of this fun battle is hard to contain.
He prepares to launch a barrage of fiery punches towards Belial, as he takes in a deep breath, he stares at Belial.*
Brace yourself brother, you better not die on me!
*Lucifer’s raw power pushes away several cosmic galaxies from their usual spot in the universe, the air grows thick with the scent of sulfur, Lucifer clenches both his fists and with the speed of light appears before Belial not giving him any opportunity to dodge, Lucifer punches Belial right in the gut sending Belial crashing through clusters of stars and burning him with an intensity that not even a hundred suns can handle.*
I hope I didn’t over do it! *He waits.*
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*Lucifer can feel his brother’s excitement and responds equally to his full force attack. Making sure to show him why he is the older and more powerful brother among the demon’s realms.* Nice try!
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*Far beyond the worlds where the shimmering constellations witness the bodies of dark and light collide, raw demonic energies come together far enough from their earthly home to spar among the cosmic dust.
Lord Lucifer Gin, the elder brother unleashes power that he hasn’t released for a long time. His bright silver hair a stark contrast to his piercing crimson eyes that glow with malevolent intelligence. He speaks with a chilling voice that echoes across the emptiness but solely speaks to his younger brother.*
Belial! I haven’t seen you like this in so long I barely recognized you. This is what brother Satan seeks, to be able to unleash his infernal energy to such a degree as we are privileged to do. Remember this place! We used to gather here secretly. *Grins* Get ready to get an ass whooping!
*The two brothers, who’s demonic flames light up the universe like two giant flaming stars, chose this distance to spar to make sure nothing happens to their loved ones at home, and furthermore, to spar without holding back more than they are used to doing. They still had to practice some restraint even in the cosmos but not as much as if they were back home.*
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*Anticipating the moment where the wine tasting begins.* @sweetsugardemon
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*Heading down to the wine cellar.* @sweetsugardemon
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Oi! Arigato my sons for treating me to the movies for my birthday!
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Oi! Arigato my daughters for this special birthday surprise!!
