With a quick glance at the buildings, Lucifer stepped through the formed gate and suddenly stood on a green, lush flower meadow. The darkness had given way to a bright blue sky. But unlike the sky in Assiah, there was no sun to be seen in this one. Only the brightness of a summer sky could be seen, but not felt, through the missing sun. Nevertheless, it was slightly warm and heavenly here. The sky seemed infinite and peace was omnipresent, as if this piece of land had forgotten where it was. The lush trees testified to fertility, while the multitude of different colorful flowers reminded of a true blooming dream. The lapping of water could be heard from afar. Small rivers, no wider than two hands, flowed in branches between the green, flowed into a small lake, the water of which was so clear that one could see to the bottom. It seemed impossible to find such a paradisiacal place in the underworld. But there was! Deep in Lucifer's palace, behind large, guarded gates. The sky was fake
"Well. I'll get your innocence anyway. This is not a concern. I wish for something else. Your blood. ”Godric didn't understand. If he had his blood for a long time, he drank it every night without consideration. "I wish to drink it directly from you." "Directly ... from me?" A nod followed. Godric didn't have long to think about it. He could feel his strength slowly waning. "All right!" With a grin on his lips, Louis announced the conclusion of the contract, which made the young attacker less happy, even grumbled. Carefully he lifted the battered body, brushed aside the shreds of the top, which fell from the body. A great job had been done. A painful groan emanated from the blue-haired man, for whom every movement of his body was more than painful. With slightly lowered eyelids, Louis laid his lips on those of the injured man. But instead of wanting to kiss him unchaste again, even to conquer his oral cavity, he let a wave of strength flow into the body of the young priest. Go
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