Date: 21st Day of November, 2021
Sunday

It is quite familiar to many of you. When someone takes over your place & act like you, it feels really awkward. You want to take action against it, don't you? But what happens when you enjoy it? The entire scenario seems funny to you and you react according to it. And in the end, you reveal the truth. Same thing happened with me and today I am going to tell you about that. Before that let me warn you about my persona. I'm the devil and most of all you are aware of me. So here we go.

• Disclaimer: This is a fictional story. Don't take it seriously.

Topic: The Girl With My Persona

Yesterday when I was getting ready, someone tried to cross my personal property. My guard tried to caught the unknown but failed. Later I was sent a gift box by her. Yes, her! She wrote a note on that box left that for me. I was little bit astonish but didn't pay much heed to that. I went to office. Generally other people's office stars in the morning and ends in the afternoon or evening. But not mine. My busy timing is always scheduled for the night. Why? Because night is my favourite time.

I was driving back to my nightclub which is quite famous and widely known as 'The Lux'. You know it. The devil's den. I was driving my car when one of my security guard called me that they had got a girl with my keys and pendant. Really? My pendant? I know it’s invisible only when I want to. I checked my pocket. Yes, it was there. Maybe that girl noticed that one. But who was she? How did she managed to have my keys? I remembered that she already invaded my house. I entered into the parking lot. There was a same car parked outside on the exact place where I parked my car regularly. Now the whole situation seems interesting for me. I went to my club.

Her name was Ira. A beautiful girl with a killer look. She was following me for a very long time. She copied my style. For example, she could talk the exact way I do. Even she could talk like me. She copied that too. I ordered my guards too untie her. I offered her a drink and she accepted my invitation. I asked the reason. Ira replied boldly that she was fascinated by the way I talked with people and forced them to speak the truth. She didn't know the way how I did that.

: Can you teach me?

: Teach you what?

: The way you force people to answer your questions.

: Correction please. I do nothing. I asked them questions while looking into their eyes and they answers my questions.

: How easily you do that! What’s the secret? Who are you?

: I am Lucifer, the devil.

The music was loud in my bar but I could easily heard her voice. She started laughing louder. She explained that she knew that I carried the character based on darkness. She read those in ancient story books.

: Stop kidding me! You are not the Devil. It's a made up name.

: No dear. I am the one whom you fear. I am the one who is not suitable for the human beings. But I help them.

She anyhow continued her patience and mocked me saying that she could use my mojo effect on others to make them speak the truth. In the mean time I was starting enjoying it. She was already dressed like me (female version of me) and asked the bartender about his desire. But he had a little conversation with her. I filled my glass, went in front of the girl, grabbed her and looked directly into her eyes.

: Oh dear. I know you are trying your best. But tell me, what is your true desire?

: I... I want to... I want to have the same followers like you. I just want to be the Lucifer.

: Oh dear, really? (Devilic face out comes, she screams in fear)

She faded and I laughed at her. Then silently I had my drinks.

No one in this world can outplay your character that you possessed. That's the hard truth. You are the one, the best one. Believe that.

• All the pictures including the lead image are taken from pexels.com

Thanks for being with me.

©Lucifer01