Chapter 99
Now, I swear by the sun god Utu on this very day…
That I, the firstborn son, am a fashioner of words,
Aa composer of songs, a composer of words,
And that they will recite my songs as heavenly writings,
And that they will bow down before my words......
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—King Shulgi (c. 2100 BC)
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LUCIFER
Fucking Emperor H. Shay'tan She-who-is Dark Lord Moloch dragonshit f**k! He needed a drink!
Lucifer paced back and forth in the executive conference room, every nerve fiber in his body wound like a too-tight spring. He needed to drink something. He needed to shove his lover down onto the bed and f**k him. He needed to sleep with, to drink, to smoke, to shoot some drugs into his veins and feast with an entire harem of eager Angelic Air Force cadets until they plucked his wings and lef
