I didn't know what to think about.
Did I mean something to HIM?
How absurd ...
But why did I think of him of all people when it came to an end?
Did it mean anything to ME?
Oh Lord ... I don't understand myself anymore.
~
"I listened to your words reverently." Lucifera said, turned away and made a short gesture. From one second to the next, all the shards and splinters rose and settled back in the floor and the windows. The benches were put back together as if by magic and the pillar also rose to its old self. Before Godric's astonishment, the church had returned to its original state. Nothing was more of a life or death struggle. Not only the church but the fog seemed to be gone, as Godric could see through the crack in the door. The unconscious people regenerated but were still trapped in their unconsciousness. Did that mean that everything was over? Would she go now?
But the
Lucifera looked at the altar, stretched a hand in the direction of the cross, which was now intact again. With her index finger she drew a pentagram in the air. A black line followed the finger until the pentagram was completed. Soft, mumbled words could be heard. Louis knew what she was talking about while Godric was watching the spectacle cluelessly. Was that a good sign? He hoped so. The next moment the pentagram seemed to pulsate and disappeared. At the same moment the young girl sank to the ground, seemed unconscious. "What happened?", Godric wanted to know, who was even worried about the little demon. "Nothing of concern. Lucifera's spirit has returned to her body. ”These words gave him new hope, even if it was still incredible to him that one could simply move one's spirit into another body. Now Godric understood why there were exorcist stories. He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the unconscious, partly slightly injured people. “Take the girl and go with her.
At his command, Cheyne ran into the middle of the ruins of the main house. She closed her eyes and stretched out her arms to the sides. A magical circle appeared below her, turning a deep red. Mumbling softly, the black-haired woman rose a few centimeters from the floor and seemed to be floating. The magic circle broke into many pieces, but this was not a mistake in the conjuring, it was intent. Instead of a circle, the individual parts formed anew, forming new circles everywhere over the ruins. These trembled for a moment and their surfaces made waves. When these slowly subsided, there was a small bump in the center of the circles. It slowly grew and it looked like something was trying to come through the surfaces. Only a few seconds later, bony, transparent hands broke the surfaces of the small circles, reaching between the ruins and corpses. Some were unrecognizable, others were missing limbs, clothing, or their skin was torn from falling rocks. Instead of putting the bodies in a
Louis slept until late in the afternoon and returned to the hotel room well rested. “Still no one here? How long does the man want to pray ?! ”Did Godric grow on the prayer bench? Or even stuck? An amusing thought that made him laugh. But before he went to church, he decided to take a shower. First a long nap, then a good shower. Louis was enjoying life in Assiah to the full. If there weren't a few pitfalls that made life difficult for a demon. A short, painful scream was heard a few minutes after the shower was turned on. Assiah's washing facilities were not demon-friendly. He had caught his sensitive demon tail there. "This is exactly why I prefer bathtubs!" Were his annoyed words and looked at his kinked tail. After the more or less pleasant shower, Louis had put on new clothes. He decided on a black mesh shirt, dark pants with buckles in the loin area and knee-length boots. Satisfied with his clothes, he appeared only a little later in the middle of the church altar,
Cheyne seemed embarrassed, laughed a little. "To lead? But Rafael! The mistress would certainly not welcome this! ”She blushed a little. It was by no means uncomfortable for her to be touched. Even Lucifera had fun with her. Besides Louis, Cheyne was the only person allowed to enter Eden. Entry was prohibited for all others. Even for their firstborn. “Cheyne! Go with Godric. Otherwise this angel will lead you to perdition! ”Demanded her master, who brought Cheyne out of her dream world. "S .. very well ..." Then the servant had already disappeared, which Rafael regretted very much."What a shame.", Mumbled the blonde angel, sighed sadly and then turned to his counterpart. “The clothes suit you Luci. You've gotten pretty possessive. That you don't even want to share with your best friend. The little one is really cute. I didn't know you had such a sweet servant. ”It was really incredible, but it was so. Rafael and Louis had been best friends in he
While Godric faced Cheyne, Louis faced old news. He rubbed his cheek, grumbling. "This...! That was thousands of years ago! She really has a memory like an elephant! ”But he didn't want to leave the message unanswered, pulled Rafael to him and put his hand on his cheek. "Tell her the following: The next time I go to heaven, you will be happy, my dear ~ Or come here right now and get punished ~", Louis purred, letting go of the angel. Actually he wanted to add a kiss, but he didn't. Let Jibril pick up the kiss himself. She would get pissed off at the news. Louis knew this very well. But there was something else. "You can bring another message to heaven." Another clapping could be heard. This time it was Rafael's turn to stroke his cheek, which healed quickly, even if he mourned his beautiful face, which was badly mistreated here! "That's for the fact that you stringed me forbidden back then! One more time and you are DEAD! "" I think Jibril gets the nicer message, even if I thi
Why did he want Louis to tell him he was the only one for him ...?"Your chances look really very, very bad Luci." "Oh actually, I don't really care about the bet, but you're right. Godric has changed. He has been different since I saved him. Restless and irritable. I thought people would appreciate it if you saved their lives. ”Louis didn't understand Godric's change of heart. People were way too strange in his opinion. "Yes .. no matter who I sleep with. It won't be the same ... “, he thought to himself and looked briefly into the starry sky while both of them made their way to the city. Louis felt an old longing inside him. A longing that he had long forgotten, even suppressed. It felt inappropriate. He had long since finished it. He had long since buried the thought of God. "Well, I don't know what's going on, but I don't care." He dismissed it, but had to admit that the fair and the flying lessons were great times. It had given him pleasure and he still carri
Before Rafael could flap his wings, Louis had appeared beside him and rudely grabbed the angel's wrist and raised his voice loud and clear. "Happy with you alone? You can't be happy with an angel. Neither with a demon. But it's not up to you to decide with whom he can be happy! ”Suddenly blue and white flames flared up and Rafael found himself with its owner in a circle of fire from which there was no escape. A swallow could be heard and it seemed as if the fire was consuming so much of the pure angels. Again and again the flames licked in his direction. Rafael let his gaze wander, then looked directly into two dangerously glowing rubies. Now Louis had also assumed his true form and stood before the archangel as the devil Lucifer. The demon's tail lashed both ways a couple of times until it came to rest. A low growl was heard and a pain spread inside Rafael. A faint smoke, as if something was being lit, rose from the wrist of the angel that was holding Louis. Rafael tried to f
Godric widened his eyes a little, couldn't avoid a slight shimmer of red. He wanted the soul, more than that. Wasn't this more than just an alliance then? He had read many novels in which supernatural beings fell in love with people. In body and mind. But ..., did that mean the devil had just declared something like love to him, a man of God? Of all people, the one who was so cold and merciless towards people? For a moment the young priest just stared in front of him, until he could recover. He had expected everything, just not that. He opened his mouth slightly, wanted to say something, but didn't. Did Louis see it the same way? Maybe it could also be that he meant it differently. The man of God was unsure and doubted himself. Were these feelings, this storm that raged within him, appropriate for a clergyman of his class? A page in him had happily popped open at Louis' words. It was as if his heart had skipped for a brief moment.Louis was also confused by his words. Usually