{"id":25185,"date":"2022-05-12T15:32:42","date_gmt":"2022-05-12T21:32:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/aimsreview.aims.edu\/incite\/?p=25185"},"modified":"2023-05-15T11:54:58","modified_gmt":"2023-05-15T17:54:58","slug":"destined-romance","status":"archive","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/aimsreview.aims.edu\/incite\/destined-romance\/","title":{"rendered":"Archived: Destined Romance by Brandi Korgan"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Author: Brandi Korgan<\/p>\n<p>Email: bkorgan1@greeleyschools.org<\/p>\n<p>Submission: <\/p>\n<p>This story is a Romeo and Juliet love story. This is the first chapter of the story. I also don&#8217;r own the characters, they are from a game called Obey Me.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Chapter 1<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left\">It was another sunny day in Devildom. The sun was burning bright, producing its strong steam. Satan and Belphie were by the side of the castle, sneaking about. &#8220;What are we doing here again Satan?&#8221; Belphie asked annoyed. &#8220;Were here to defeat Lucifer\/&#8221; Satan responded, sounding cocky. &#8220;By poisoning him again? This would be the third attempt of this year.&#8221; Belphie sighed. &#8220;Even better&#8230;&#8221; Satan smirked\/ Satan reached into his worn out bag, to pull out a vial full of purple liquid. &#8220;What is that?&#8221; Belphie asked, eyeing the vial curiously. &#8220;It&#8217;s a paralyzing potion I made not too long ago. Thought it would be a good chance to use it.&#8221; Satan responded. &#8220;How were you able to make that? Weren&#8217;t dark magic books banned by Diavolo from Devildom?&#8217; Belphie asked confused. &#8220;I managed to find some in the attic of the cottage.&#8221; Satan responded. &#8220;Wait. What if the guards find us again?&#8221; Belphie asked wearily. &#8220;Don&#8217;t worry. I have Mammon on look out. He&#8217;ll give us the signal.&#8221; Satan responded confidently.<\/p>\n<p>Mammon leaned against the wall. In shade, away from the sun. &#8216;It&#8217;s so damn hot!&#8217; Mammon cursed to himself. &#8216;Why did\u00a0 I have to be on look out again?&#8217; He groaned to himself. Mammon was infront of the castle, on the watch for any guards. If he saw something, he had to shoot a potion Satan gave him up in the air. Mammon looked down at the bottle, observing the yellow liquid inside. &#8216;I wonder how much I could sell this for? 500 grimm maybe?&#8217; He thought to himself. As Mammon was thinking, he could here the conversation being held nearby. &#8220;Didn&#8217;t you hear?&#8217; One girl asked. &#8220;Hear about what?&#8221; Another asked. &#8220;I heard Lucifer was holding a masquerade to night!&#8221; Mammon&#8217;s head shot up at her words. &#8216;A masquerade? Wait this could be our chance! I need to tell Satan!&#8217; Mammon ran off towards Satan and Belphie&#8217;s direction.<\/p>\n<p>Asmodeus was in the castle&#8217;s hallway, looking at himself in the mirror. He would do different poses, and blow a kiss at himself too. He just kept admiring\u00a0 how beautiful he was. &#8220;Asmo.&#8221; A deep voice called. Asmo slightly jumped, and turned to his right to see his oldest brother. &#8220;Yes Lucifer?&#8221; He asked. &#8220;Where is Brandi? I need to have a talk with her.&#8221; Lucifer told him. &#8220;She is in her room as usual brother.&#8221; Asmo stated. &#8220;Thank you. I&#8217;ll head there then.&#8221; Lucifer continued to walk down the hall, towards Brandi&#8217;s room. Brandi was usually in her room reading. She didn&#8217;t care for human interaction much. Brandi layed on her bed, reading her book. She heard the knock on her door. She got up, dusted her gown and called &#8220;Come in.&#8221; Lucifer opened the door. &#8220;Hello Lucifer.&#8221; Brandi curtseyed. &#8220;Brandi. I need to talk to you about tonight.&#8221; Lucifer said. &#8220;What about tonight? It&#8217;s my fifteenth birthday today!&#8221; Brandi exclaimed with a smile. &#8220;That&#8217;s my point,&#8221; Lucifer started, &#8220;Since you are fifteen, you are at the age for marriage.&#8221; Lucifer stated. &#8220;M-marriage?&#8221; Brandi asked. &#8220;Yes. I&#8217;m holding a masquerade tonight, so you can choose a potential groom.&#8221; Brandi looked down, with disappointment in her eyes. &#8220;Is\u00a0 something wrong?&#8221; Lucifer asked sternly. &#8220;No.&#8221; Brandi shot her up, &#8220;I understand.&#8221; &#8220;Good.&#8221; Lucifer stated. He turned around to walk out the door. &#8220;Be ready by five.&#8221; He said as he walked the door. The door shut close. Brandi sighed heavily. &#8216;I&#8217;m not ready for marriage.&#8217;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;So your saying you heard that Lucifer was holding a masquerade tonight?&#8221; Satan asked. &#8220;Yes. I heard two girls talking about it. I think this could be a good chance for us to get Lucifer.&#8221; Mammon responded enthusiastically. &#8220;This actually could work,&#8221; Satan said. &#8220;We don&#8217;t have to worry about hiding, since he won&#8217;t recognize us anyway.&#8221; &#8220;Me too. I say we sneak in there, and get him.&#8221; Belphegor responded. &#8220;It is settled then. We shall infiltrate Lucifer&#8217;s party, and sabotage him!&#8221; Satan called.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Author: Brandi Korgan Email: bkorgan1@greeleyschools.org Submission: This story is a Romeo and Juliet love story. This is the first chapter of the story. I also don&#8217;r own the characters, they are from a game called Obey Me. Chapter 1 It was another sunny day in Devildom. 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