The throne of hell has been long contested by Lucifer and Satan .Both had their era that they ruled. Lucifer ruled at the beginning of human history and Satan ruled till the end of world war 1 and 2. The prestigious title of the Devil was only shared between these two brothers,who were actually twins and were sometimes mistaken as one entity. Lucifer was the demon of pride and Satan, the demon of wrath.Both were powerful so they had every right to rule the empire of demons. Well,everything was rosy until the demons make a declaration .Pride and wrath were no longer the sins that ruled the world,lust was.Yes, the demons wanted Asmodeus, the youngest prince of hell to take the throne. But wait,did they expect Lucifer to swallow his pride or Satan to act like he was not enraged by their demand. Asmodeus,the MC was definitely not into the whole becoming the Devil thing but Lucifer offers him the throne in return for a soul.The soul of the only one not corrupted by Asmodeus' lust which the dominated world at that moment.He is not interested in the throne but is moved by the challenge. Who is that mortal,who dared tempt the devil.She is Maria, an innocent young virgin lady who decided to live a celibate life .Oh that decision would never hold,hell no,not with the god of lust around.
View MoreI returned to the roof of the warehouse with Gabriel, feeling the ground vibrate beneath our feet. The sounds of battle grew louder, and Gabriel's eyes narrowed, his senses on high alert. "Belzebub is here," he said, his voice low and urgent. My determination surged, and I demanded, "Put me back in my body, Gabriel. I need to take down Samson." But Gabriel hesitated, his eyes locked on mine. "You're not strong enough to defeat Belzebub alone, Daniel. We need to capture him unharmed." Before I could ask, Gabriel tapped my spirit's forehead, and we merged into my body. I felt a surge of power course through my veins, and Gabriel's voice echoed in my head. "You are now an Arch soldier, Daniel. Together, we will take down Belzebub and restore balance to this world." With our fusion, I stood tall, my body glowing with an otherworldly light. We gazed down at the battle below and spotted Belzebub poised to strike Uriel. Without hesitation, we tapped the glass roof, unleashing a powerful
Samson unleashed a hail of bullets from his massive machine gun, firing at Uriel with a ferocity that would have torn a mortal man to shreds. But Uriel was no mortal man. With a swift motion, he raised his hand, and a brilliant light burst forth, illuminating the dark warehouse.As the bullets hurtled towards him, Uriel vanished in a flash of speed, moving at the velocity of sound. He reappeared behind Samson, his eyes blazing with divine fury. Samson spun around, his machine gun still firing, but Uriel was too fast. He dodged and weaved, avoiding the bullets with ease, his movements a blur of speed and grace.With a swift kick, Uriel sent the machine gun flying out of Samson's hands, and it clattered to the ground, silenced. Samson snarled, drawing his dagger, but Uriel was upon him in an instant. The two clashed in a flurry of punches and kicks, their movements lightning-fast as they exchanged blows.But Uriel's divine powers gave him the edge. He landed a devastating punch to Samso
Back in the warehouse, Uriel and Chris stood amidst the dimly lit surroundings, the air thick with tension. Uriel's piercing gaze locked onto Chris as they engaged in a conversation.They stood amidst the eerie silence, their conversation flowing like a gentle stream."Do know why Samson is after you, Chris?" Uriel asked, his piercing gaze boring into Chris's soul.Chris shrugged, his eyes narrowed in confusion. "I have no idea. I'm just a detective, how can I be his target."Uriel's expression turned solemn, his voice low and mysterious. "You're more than that, Chris. You're filled with the Grace of God."Chris's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "What do you mean? I'm not even a regular churchgoer due to my work."Uriel's gaze never wavered. "The Grace of God is not reserved for the pious, Chris. It's given to those with a pure heart, and you, my friend, possess that quality. Any weapon you wield becomes fatal to demons and even the Fallen Angel Belzebub."Chris's mind reeled as the rev
My eyes widened in shock as I listened to my mother's tale, my mind reeling with the weight of her words. I felt like I had been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. As she finished speaking, I felt a mix of emotions swirling inside me. There was shock, anger, sadness, and confusion all battling for dominance. I didn't know what to feel or how to process this revelation.I looked at my mother, my eyes searching for answers. I saw the determination in her eyes, the conviction that she had made the right decision. But I also saw the pain, the sacrifice she had made for me. I thought about my whole life, about the memories we had never made together. I thought about the times I had wondered why she wasn't there for me, why she had left me behind. And I realized that she had been stuck in this graveyard, waiting for me, for 13 long years.A lump formed in my throat as I tried to speak. "M-mom..." I stuttered. "Why? Why did you do it?"
Daniel, my son, I remember that night like it was yesterday. We were fleeing from the entity that Belzebub warned me about - Azrael, the Angel of Death. When he appeared, I shielded your eyes, pleading with you not to look, as he demanded I hand you over. Deli, our former babysitter, tried to help, but Azrael's power was too great. In a desperate attempt to protect you, I blocked his gaze, but he revealed his dark angelic face, letting out a piercing scream that almost threw you and Deli off the bridge.As I saw his face, I felt my soul being pulled out of my body. I tried to hold on, but it was too late. My physical body fell to the ground, and I was left astrally projected, helpless to stop Azrael from claiming my soul. But then, Belzebub appeared, grabbing my lifeless body. He saw my astral form and knew he was too late. Azrael reached for my soul, but Belzebub, influenced by his vessel Samson's love for me, lunged at the Angel of Death, determined to fight for my soul.Oh, Danie
Another year passed, and I was pregnant with you, Daniel. Your father was overjoyed, awaiting your arrival. But on the day of my labor, he received devastating news from the other Incarnates: they planned to strike down Belzebub that very day. Despite his pleas to change their minds, they were resolute. As their strongest warrior and the chosen one to destroy Belzebub, he had no choice but to follow them. He left, promising to return by the time I delivered. He returned as promised, but unknown to me, he was no longer my husband.You were born with a rare rhesus blood defect, requiring an immediate blood transfusion. Your father was the obvious choice, but I should have noticed his hesitation. Once you were out of danger, we left the hospital, and I began to notice his strange behavior. He twitched anytime I asked him to do simple tasks, especially when holding you. One night, I demanded to know what was wrong, and he screamed, falling from the bed. "Stay away, woman! Enough is enough
I froze, my mind racing with the realization that I might have unknowingly summoned two archangels. "Wait a second," I thought to myself, "I asked for an angel before this all happened. Were they the answer to my prayer? Did I just summon Archangel Gabriel and Uriel, the divine judge?" I was speechless, my gun hovering in mid-air as I began to lower it. Chris gave me a skeptical look, his voice laced with concern. "Dude, what are you doing? You're destroying my morale. If they're here to kill us, we can't just die without a fight." I reached out and grabbed Chris' gun, lowering it as well. "Both you and I know we can't beat these two god-like beings. They would have slain us by now if that was their mission." Chris turned to the archangels, his fearlessness momentarily taking over. "So, what's your mission, Shady Uriel?" I quickly pulled Chris by the ear and whispered loudly, "Chris, I think those are very real and powerful angels. I suspect they are Archangels Gabriel and Uriel." C
We rolled up to the deserted warehouse on the outskirts of town, its rundown facade looking super creepy in the fading light. I cut off the engine, and the silence was deafening, except for the creaky old sign swaying in the gentle breeze. Chris wasn't with me, but I knew he had my back, watching from a distance with his sniper rifle locked and loaded.I stepped out of the car, my boots making a loud echo on the pavement. The air was thick with tension, and I could feel Chris's eyes on me from his spot on the hill. I walked forward, scanning the area like a hawk, my senses on high alert for any sign of trouble.As I approached the warehouse, a figure emerged from the shadows. It was the mysterious woman who'd tried to hypnotize me earlier, her eyes gleaming with a sinister vibe. She stepped forward, a sly smile spreading across her face like a crack in a mirror."Welcome, Daniel," she said, her voice all husky and seductive. "I've been waiting for you."I stood tall, my eyes locked on
As I waited for Chris to return, his phone rang, shrill and insistent. I answered it quickly, expecting to tell the caller to try again later, but my anger and concern spiked when I heard Mrs. Deli's voice on the other end. "Hello, is this Chris?" she asked, her tone gentle and measured."Mrs. Deli, what do you want from Chris?" I demanded, my anger mixed with concern. "I'm grateful you saved him, but I'm shocked you left with your attacker!"She cut me off, her voice rising in urgency. "Daniel, this is no time for chit-chat. Sam wasn't happy I saved Chris; he wanted him dead to spite you, but—"Before she could continue, someone took the phone from her, and a new voice spoke in a hypnotic, feminine tone. "Rise to your feet, Daniel," she commanded, her words weaving a spell of obedience.I felt a surge of resistance, but my body responded, my legs straightening as I stood up. The voice continued, "Go outside and push Chris over your balcony."My mind recoiled in horror, but my body be
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