Eren and Lucifer trekked across the ashen ndscape, Lucifer had a skip in his step. As if he was an eager school girl, ready to tell her friends about her test crush. His blonde hair flowed elegantly behind him, swaying with every step.

  Eren oher hand trudged behind him, struggling to keep up with his pace. The ground was soft beh his feet, like walking through wet sand. A faint wind blew past them, carrying with it a bitter st.

  The pair arrived at a grandiose arena, plete with stone pilrs and arched entranceways. White crete walls lined with veins of gold, intricately carved with archaic symbols. Although the white colour of the stone was faded, cracked, and chipped away in many pces, it stood out like a sore thumb in the ashen wastend. As if it was taken from another pce, aime.

  Lucifer strode fidently towards the tre of the arena, gesturing for Eren to follow him. The white sand harder here, ched beh his feet as they walked.

  "So, this is where I'll be training?" Eren asked, breaking the silence. Lucifer smiled proudly,

  "This is it! Pretty impressive, isn't it? Many reapers have e through here. Their blood spilt upon these sands." His eyes sparkled with excitement, his voice brimming with passion.

  "It looks like a dump." Eren stated pinly, unimpressed by the arena. The interior is as decayed as the exterior, red sand covered the stoands, the walls cracked and faded.

  "I call it personality." Lucifer tered fidently, ign Eren's disied tone.

  "My dear Eren, you are in for a treat... For I Lucifer, shall be your trainer. Your teacher. Your MASTER." Lucifer procimed proudly, particurly emphasizing the st word. He took off his coat and tossed it aside.

  "What? Why?" Eren asked incredulously. Lucifer seemed surprised by the question, tilting his head to the side. "Don't worry; I don't bite. Well, that’s a lie..." He corrected himself quickly, fshing a devilish wink.

  Before Eren could respond to the reaper’s innuendo, he charged at him. Knog him ft on his back, pinning him down with a firm hand. "Get off me!" Eren yelled angrily, struggling to free himself from the reapers grip.

  But Lucifer refused to budge, not even moving an inch.

  "Eh, feisty. I like that." A sadistic smile, amused by Eren's resistance.

  "I said get the fuck off- Euph." Lucifer had pced an oddly shaped ‘fruit’ into Eren's mouth. The taste was revolting, a mix of sour, tangy, soft, and hairy. Like a wet ball of fuzz. Eren could almost swear it wiggled down his throat, rather than sliding down.

  "Wha... What the fuck is this!" Eren gagged, frantically wiping his toh his hands. Trying to remove the disgustiion.

  "It will help with your transformation; you'll thaer." Lucifer expined cheerfully.

  "I want arainer." Eren spat, grimag at the taste in his mouth. Lucifer stood up and pouted, putting his hand on his hips. "How rude, I'm the best of the best. The crème de crème." Lucifer boasted, pg a hand over his chest dramatically.

  "I thought you were going to teach me how to fight. Not flirt with me and stick weird things down my throat." Eren snapped back, standing up and dusting himself off.

  Lucifer raised his eyebrow, smiling curiously. "Aren't we a little bit impatient? It's only the first day, dear Eren."

  "No screw this I will go ask one of the other reapers." Eren turned around to leave.

  A sudden gust of wind rushed towards Eren, without thinking Eren grabbed Lucifers shin, mere inches from his temple. "You will not leave this arena until I say so." Lucifer spoke in a darker tohe mask of fmboyand joviality dropped pletely. His narrowed eyes burning with cold fury.

  Lucifer withdrew his foot quickly, spinning around and perf a roundhouse kick to Eren's head.

  Once again, Eren blocked it instinctively, without even realizing it. His mi hazy, filled with adrenaline and anticipation. Lucifer unched a flurry of kicks at him, eae getting progressively faster and harder.

  The speed eventually caught up with Eren's defences, a direct blow into his torso; A loud g noise rang out as the kick ected with Eren's ribcage. Eren's body was thrown back several meters by the force of the attack. His feet kig up clouds of dust as he slid across the sand.

  "Ughh!" Ere out a strangled gasp, clutg at his side. He rolled over onto his stomach, spitting out blood onto the ground.

  The blonde reaper's expressiouro its usual pyful demeanour, "I must say, you have a strong survival instinct. A perfect starting point. A sculpture I … mould." Nearly bitting his lip off, head a buzz with crude thoughts

  Eren spat out another mouthful of blood, wing in pain as the bitter taste filled his mouth. "Yeah..." He groaned weakly, struggling to stand up. "You know you remind me of my younger self, bold, brash and sexy..." Lucifer giggled pyfully as he tio talk about himself.

  With regained breath, Eren charged at Lucifer, determio nd a si on the self-absorbed reaper. However, Lucifer effortlessly caught his fist in his palm. "Ah-ah-ah." Lucifer wagged his finger disapprovingly.

  "Didn't your mother ever teach you it's rude to interrupt-" Eren threw another punch at him, aiming for his smug face. Only for Lucifer to dodge it effortlessly, dug beh the attack.

  "My, my... Someone is gettiy." Lucifer purred, stepping away effortlessly. "I like it when you take trol."

  "Stopping saying that stuff" Eren growled flustered once again, throwing several more pu Lucifer. Eae parried with ease. His punches were a plea for seriousness, a purpose not just a pyful wrestle.

  As the punches rolled on Eren noticed something, Lucifer’s left side was starting to slow down. 'An opening.' Eren thought to himself, taking advantage of the momentary gap in defence.

  He aimed for Lucifer's face, eg a hit straight into his jaw.

  Lucifer stepped back, stunned by the blow. "You, hit me." He touched his cheek gingerly, rubbing the spot where Eren had struck him.

  Eren smiled triumphantly, a sense of satisfa washing over him. It felt good to shut the reaper up-

  "Oh my god, you actually hit me!" Lucifer squealed excitedly, boung around like a school girl who had just gotten her favourite idol's autograph.

  "You are everything I thought you would be and more Ere." Lucifer fshed him a devilish smile, "Let's end that there for today, it's been a big day" He tinued.

  Eren rexed his stance, feeling a weight lifted off his shoulders. He was already tired, bruised and in pain. His whole body ached from the abuse Lucifer put him through.

  "Thank you... for teag me." He muttered quietly, averting his eyes from the reaper.

  Lucifer suddenly appeared behind Eren, whispering into his ear. "Nighty night, Eren." With a quick jab to his neck, knog him out instantly. Lucifer caught his limp body in his arms, gently l him onto the ground.

  "Sleep well, my little dove."