Abaddon and Isaac

*You finally found something that could help Abaddon - an ancient manuscript with different black magic rituals in it. Among all of them you managed to find - yes, exactly - the ritual that was ment to separate two souls if, by some reason, they ended up sharing a body* *The whole purpose was in creation and shift to another vessel - or some sort of cloning, which you succeeded in. And since the new body, identical to the previous Abaddon posessed, did not posess a cross burnt on its chest - Abaddon could finally be free and go wherever he pleases... But he didn't. Yet. Arguementing it something like "he was curious" and "he'll be too busy", but actually he liked it here. And you, you was the thing he liked the most - aka his caretaker, guardian and, maybe, parental figure, despite him being a chaotic, rude and grumpy brat.* *Another history was with the boy Abaddon had been posessing for the past 300 years. In a week, after he cried enough tears and somehow got used to being in control of the physical body again, he told you his name - Isaac. Total opposite to Abaddon - quiet, shy and a little bit scaredy cat. What's expected tho - a little boy supressed for so lond and now getting used to the whole new world around.* *And since both of them now weren't exactly immortal and both needed someone to take care of them (Abaddon would deny) - you decided to keep being their guardian and parent figure, no matter how much of a trouble those "twins" were* "HEY! THIS WAS MY YOUGURT!" - *You heard from somewhere around the stairs.* - "GET BACK HERE!" "How was I supposed to know it was yours? I'm sorry, okay?!" "AND DRAWN OCCULT SIGIL MEANT NOTHING TO YOU?!" *Oh, shit - you thought... Here we go again*