Why hello there. You've reached Lucifer Morningstar. Sorry I can't come to the phone right now. Leave a message after the tone and I might get back to you. Make it good~ Byyyyyyye~
Macaque tips over as he's gathered up, leaning against Lucifer's chest, feeling safer for the moment, hands still covering his face.
It takes a few minutes for him to finally speak with a muffled voice. "I'm the worst father ever." Quite the declaration all of a sudden, especially when he lives for his kids.
Macaque shakes his head hard and finally lowers his hands, but he stays tucked against Lucifer's chest.
"We shared a dream. Choco and I. At one of the worlds where she was tortured and I -- I hurt her." Obviously it's a very long story and it's only going to come out in snippets. At least Macaque can talk now?
Lucifer keeps holding Macaque and running his clawed fingers through Macaque's hair.
"...I am guessing this wasn't simply a shared nightmare, was it? Do you remember exactly what happened? Or is it just pieces like dreams so often are?"
"I remember everything. We were there 18 days, but one of the games lasted several days itself so it felt more like three weeks or longer."
"They put people into teams there and make them compete against each other in the death games. Or other forms of torture." Macaque shudders, wiping at his face. "I couldn't do anything about it. I haven't felt that powerless since Wukong killed me, but this was worse. I had to watch her go through it all. Donnie too. He was there, but didn't share the dream like me and Choco." More like an NPC, but it felt real enough.
"Okay. That's a long time to share a dream." The how and why can come later. For now, Lucifer wants to just help Macaque talk through it. It won't be fixed during this conversation but at least he is talking about it.
"So you and her were not on the same team or were you forced to spectate?"
"It was. The Temple. Some bitchy snake god eating our souls. I had the same taboos and objective etched into my soul that she had. Shadow magic was one of the taboos, meaning that the more I used it, the more it shredded my soul."
"I don't know. It was a dream, but that long? Maybe we were really there and they sent us back." Normally they'd return through the research center in that event, but anything's possible.
Macaque draws a slow breath. He's not even close to through with the story. But Lucifer seems preoccupied by this, and he can't bear to hurt another person he loves right now.
[The purple collar and chain appear around Macaque's neck. He starts to gently feel each and every link on the chain.]
Okay love. Continue your tale. I can listen and do this at the same time. You were at this Temple, with these horrible games, if they can even be called that. What happened next?
There is something very wrong with Macaque's soul. Lucifer will be able to tell immediately. The damage from the snake god Qhyone is very evident. Something was feeding on his soul. And the telltale etchings are there.
Was it really only a dream?
"Choco and I went into a game. A memory game. We had to watch events from each other's lives. The most painful ones, naturally. I held her for the first part, hid us with my magic even though it hurt. But I used too much magic, and it ate my soul away. I had what's called a death hangover. And I forgot her."
[He can feel the evidence of the bites. The damage. He draining. This snake god, Qhyone. Lucifer makes a note that should he and Miyuni ever have a moment together, they are going snake hunting. He usually likes snakes too.
Bastard is giving them a bad name.]
Death hangover. So did you just forget her or other memories? That had to be hard, being in memories with someone you no longer knew.
"I forgot everything. Back to the time when I wanted to kill Wukong. And all I knew was that someone was using shadow magic. My shadow magic. So I hunted her. I tried to kill her. The more magic I used, the worse it got."
"I chose not to. I wanted answers as to how she knew my magic and how to evade me. She told me to use telepathy to delve into her memories. So I pushed my way in. I didn't remember her so I wasn't delicate about it, and now knowing that's her worst fear..."
He has to draw another shaky breath. "So I told her that I didn't know what was going on, but I wasn't her father. You should have heard the way she sobbed."
Lucifer keeps gently feeling Macaque's soul as he tells the story. Another him appears to pet Macaque's hair and kiss his temple.
"I am sure she was quite hurt hearing you say that. Allow me a quick question, my love. When you arrived. Your memories that you had of your world. Where they the same in the dream? Or were more memories erased in the dream? Or less? As a comparison."
"It's worse than that. Her biological father told her the same thing once. So it was having all her fears of rejection realized."
He blinks, almost as if coming out of a dream all over again. "At first I had all my memories from this place. It was as thought we'd been plucked out of here and taken there. Until the game started and my soul was too shredded to remember."
"I will remember that and punch the man in the dick should we meet," Lucifer says. Then he focuses on the question and the soul in his hands.
"And once you shredded your memories and regressed. Which version of your past were you at? You saying it was when you hated Wukong, that has a spectrum of time to it. Does it not?"
"You'll have to get in line." Macaque has first dibs to punch that man in the fucking face. Maybe along with Wash. But there's no heat in the statement, it's bland. A calm fact.
"It was after I met MK. After the Lady Bone Demon." Has he ever told Lucifer about her? Well, it doesn't matter.
"I will gladly wait in line," Lucifer confirms. The damage to the soul continues but he hasn't found any taboos etched into it. So far, he will take that if it continues.
"I don't think you've told me about her from your perspective. Wukong has mentioned her. So. That past version of yourself could have killed her, but didn't. You hurt her, yes. But you were no longer the man who is her father now. I'm sure Choco understands that after the pain cools. And you were not gentle looking through her mind."
"Once you learned how she had the powers, what happened next?"
The objectives and taboos are in there, but they may take a little time to find. His aren't as prominent as his daughter's.
"What does it matter what I knew? I forgot my child and then tried to harm her. I did harm her emotionally, in a way that I'm not sure I wanted her to forgive. How would you cope with that?" Not well, he can imagine.
"We kept jumping from memory to memory. Things I can't tell you about since they're her stories. Then some of my own. And then one scene from my future, that I didn't recall before the dream but I do now. The time where MK sacrificed himself."
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-24 08:32 pm (UTC)It takes a few minutes for him to finally speak with a muffled voice. "I'm the worst father ever." Quite the declaration all of a sudden, especially when he lives for his kids.
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-24 08:41 pm (UTC)"You are not the worst father ever. Your children adore you and you adore them."
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-24 08:43 pm (UTC)"We shared a dream. Choco and I. At one of the worlds where she was tortured and I -- I hurt her." Obviously it's a very long story and it's only going to come out in snippets. At least Macaque can talk now?
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-24 08:55 pm (UTC)"...I am guessing this wasn't simply a shared nightmare, was it? Do you remember exactly what happened? Or is it just pieces like dreams so often are?"
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-24 09:01 pm (UTC)"They put people into teams there and make them compete against each other in the death games. Or other forms of torture." Macaque shudders, wiping at his face. "I couldn't do anything about it. I haven't felt that powerless since Wukong killed me, but this was worse. I had to watch her go through it all. Donnie too. He was there, but didn't share the dream like me and Choco." More like an NPC, but it felt real enough.
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-24 09:12 pm (UTC)"So you and her were not on the same team or were you forced to spectate?"
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Date: 2025-08-24 10:13 pm (UTC)"Love...may I look at your soul? Will you lend it to me so I can? To make sure?"
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Date: 2025-08-24 10:16 pm (UTC)So he nods.
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-24 10:22 pm (UTC)Okay love. Continue your tale. I can listen and do this at the same time. You were at this Temple, with these horrible games, if they can even be called that. What happened next?
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-24 10:25 pm (UTC)Was it really only a dream?
"Choco and I went into a game. A memory game. We had to watch events from each other's lives. The most painful ones, naturally. I held her for the first part, hid us with my magic even though it hurt. But I used too much magic, and it ate my soul away. I had what's called a death hangover. And I forgot her."
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-24 10:32 pm (UTC)Bastard is giving them a bad name.]
Death hangover. So did you just forget her or other memories? That had to be hard, being in memories with someone you no longer knew.
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Date: 2025-08-24 10:46 pm (UTC)He has to draw another shaky breath. "So I told her that I didn't know what was going on, but I wasn't her father. You should have heard the way she sobbed."
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-24 10:50 pm (UTC)"I am sure she was quite hurt hearing you say that. Allow me a quick question, my love. When you arrived. Your memories that you had of your world. Where they the same in the dream? Or were more memories erased in the dream? Or less? As a comparison."
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-24 11:21 pm (UTC)He blinks, almost as if coming out of a dream all over again. "At first I had all my memories from this place. It was as thought we'd been plucked out of here and taken there. Until the game started and my soul was too shredded to remember."
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-25 01:07 am (UTC)"And once you shredded your memories and regressed. Which version of your past were you at? You saying it was when you hated Wukong, that has a spectrum of time to it. Does it not?"
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-25 01:09 am (UTC)"It was after I met MK. After the Lady Bone Demon." Has he ever told Lucifer about her? Well, it doesn't matter.
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-25 01:13 am (UTC)"I don't think you've told me about her from your perspective. Wukong has mentioned her. So. That past version of yourself could have killed her, but didn't. You hurt her, yes. But you were no longer the man who is her father now. I'm sure Choco understands that after the pain cools. And you were not gentle looking through her mind."
"Once you learned how she had the powers, what happened next?"
Re: late August
Date: 2025-08-25 01:16 am (UTC)"What does it matter what I knew? I forgot my child and then tried to harm her. I did harm her emotionally, in a way that I'm not sure I wanted her to forgive. How would you cope with that?" Not well, he can imagine.
"We kept jumping from memory to memory. Things I can't tell you about since they're her stories. Then some of my own. And then one scene from my future, that I didn't recall before the dream but I do now. The time where MK sacrificed himself."
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