“Oh come on Lucifer. Why must you always do this were going to end up being late again, and grand father isn’t going to like the same old excuses.â€?

“Am not stopping you from leaving I can get through grand fathers lashings, but you can’t so stop trying to push me to follow a certain way of life.â€?

“Well don’t be coming to me when things seem hopeless Lucifer.â€?

As time grew Lucifer had drawn away from life. He didn’t see life as many people did.
He didn’t hold up his responsibility on father’s farm. As he walked the life to rebuild stages of his broken life, he had dreamed of another way of life.

The young man was filled of faith, courage.

On a good day he had listened to his elders, but on days were he couldn’t get through without wondering away from the local kingdoms path and into the forbidden forest, he had built a home were he was alone from the world.
He was the king.
He listened when he spoke.

But as time drew its hands Lucifer knew he was about to be pushed aside.