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
Your wings are not in your way. Most angels are hypocrites. You are much more honest than this. You openly carry sin with you, live with it and do not close your eyes to all the sins of life. Sure, Decus gave you demon blood, but you alone determine your path, just like Amon did before you and decided on his path. He was not a model of an angel, but he found his way. I doubt this will cause you trouble finding your way as well. What you lack is self-confidence. ", Said Louis and had emptied his bowl and put it on the bedside table. Godric felt a slight warmth at these words. "Thank you." He was grateful for the surprisingly encouraging words and could now well imagine that one would confess before the devil, as he had always said. Not in the way Godric was used to, but his believers did. The blue-haired man's doubts were almost blown away. Louis was right. Amon had found his way in spite of all sins. He would do it too. "If God had given up on me, he would not have sent Rafael to me
As if in slow motion, I sank to the ground, my eyes still on the kite. I only heard the angel child whimper by the way. This then looked at me, because I did not move, just stared at the kite, then slowly turned my head up to the sky. The blood that had dripped into my face pearled down slightly. My robe, too, which was so pure, white and innocent before, was wrapped in blood. My white wings adorned the blood and remains of my victim's skin.The white wings became darker and a feather came off my fine plumage and sailed into the pool of blood. It instantly turned dark red, like the blood. My white feathers ... my precious gift from God was smeared with blood ...did I really do it?Yes ...This was my first time ...I committed a sin ...I killed a living being.I am a sinner!
You will be spared." Then came his redeeming words and I let out a relieved breath. “But you stay in the tower! Sin shall never again invade the kingdom of heaven! You will linger on the fourth level of the tower. This is your punishment for your sins! ”I looked at him a little shocked, but then nodded humbly. I couldn't do anything else either. If I refused, then God's punishment would hit me as well as the other sinners. That's how I would eke out my existence there. I was brought to the fourth level of the tower by God himself. The fourth level was somewhat hidden and only a small door led into the large rooms. As I walked through the door, I turned to him again and looked deeply hurt in his eyes. But his gaze was steadfast and serious. Before I could say anything, the gate that God sealed before me closed.My lord ... Kami ... He really had me locked up ...
It was a long, long time ago ...I remembered it was yesterday, but I wished it wouldn't even happen tomorrow. Still, I knew that change was needed. But I could never forgive him ...It was many, many years ago. Many centuries before Lucifer was born. That's where I lived. With my lord in the first layer of heaven. In Etemenanki, the divine tower. This is where this story begins ...A gentle wind played around my hair. So floor length and black. Something unusual, but again exactly what fits the person who made me. So many times the Lord had praised my hair, but never just touched it like that. He never put his hands on me. The only thing I got from him was a gentle kiss on my head. Nevertheless, this filled me with satisfaction and love for a long time. Love to my Lord, who gave me such a beautiful gift while creating it. Likewise the other bein
L ... Louis ..." Godric whispered and couldn't take his eyes off this angel. Outwardly this was so gorgeous, but inside he seemed to feel that despite his purity, this was still the same Louis he was allowed to get to know on Assiah. This one just radiated a lot more light than if it wanted to shine from within. Godric slowly let go of my robe and walked reverently towards the picture of Lucifer. He didn't dare to reach out to him, but just stopped in front of him. The eyes traveled over his profile. "Really ... beautiful ..." Meanwhile, Uriel had folded his hands at the sight of the seraph of the time. He hadn't seen it for a long time and wanted to be remembered. In the course of his remembrance, the memory changed and Godric saw images long past. Even then, Rafael was pushy and had kept his loved one from work. At that time he had another companion: Lucifel. Both often visited Uriel's sphere, even if Rafael asked Rafael not to involve the chief angel in his pranks.Godric
Godric had decided to take a walk to get rid of his thoughts. He had actually met another high-ranking angel. "They were so familiar ... Jibril and ... Lucifel." What had happened then between the two? His path led him to the source where Amon Louis had first met. "Why is it so complicated?" His gaze went over the meadow. Only at second glance did he notice someone sitting on a stone. It was Uriel who pondered his master's words. He had never believed that his master had such frank words for him. At that time he looked at him with disapproval, but something had changed in him. The cause of the change approached the angel and their eyes met. "Holy Father ..." "Ah. Uriel. You have a visitor. A certain Jibril wants to speak to you, ”he said in a lowered voice. “Jibril is here? I understand. ”He nodded gratefully and made room on the stone so that Godric could also sit down. He accepted the invitation and both stared at the water. "You ... you and Louis. It sounded ver
Louis put his thumb to his mouth and tore open the skin with his sharp front tooth. He let the blood drip onto the floor, which immediately formed a red, magical circle. More and more blood came out of the wound until the circle was completed. In the middle stood Louis. Black symbols appeared on his bare skin and lit up. It was a satanic ritual that he held in the holy halls. Godric could understand some of the Latin words. He was less taken with it, but since he had promised to help his brothers, he let the devil have it. Magnificent black wings appeared on the back of the devil, who extended his hand. At the same time, drops of blood began to detach from the circle and float upwards as if they knew no gravity. Now the monks also recognized the strong power and rushed on Louis, but they had no chance. His last word was spoken and the whole monastery shone in violet light. Godric screwed up his eyes because the light was too bright for him. He could only hear the screams of his brot
And as he wanted.Uriel nodded to his doppelganger, who immediately enjoyed himself with Rafael's manhood and gave him a blow, while the original began to moisten his index finger. Rafael sensed what was in store for him and rolled his eyes in excitement. Uriel's doppelganger did not give the Windengel a single minute of clear thought. "Ahh! You blow my mind !! ”The room was filled with Rafael's lusty sounds. Again and again he winced, didn't know what to do with himself and threw his face to one side, pulled on his shackles, which relentlessly put him in place. He groaned uncontrollably as Uriel's index finger slipped through his muscle ring. It was something new and exciting for him. He had never been down, but always in control. This had slipped from him at the latest after the second finger that was pushed into him. He could only add himself and enjoy the game. Uriel felt how his fingers were literally sucked up and began carefully, without injuring th
Uriel had always left his partner a few distinctive marks. The fact that these healed quickly seemed to encourage him to leave new ones even more. He didn't have as sharp teeth as Lucifer, but he could clearly mark his territory. Rafael willingly lay beneath him and acknowledged every bite with a pleasant groan. How could a single angel get him so far? He always wanted to live chaste and modest, to become part of the heavenly world. But Rafael kept making him weak. He liked to be seduced, to feel the angel of the wind in himself. Was it a sin? No matter. As long as Rafael was by his side, he wanted to commit this. Nobody should believe that the angel is still available. He could well remember the blond's confession of love. Back when he came into his kingdom and looked at him seriously. Until today he had not returned these 3 magical words, yet he loved him and Rafael knew this. He had revealed things to him that no one else knew. Only with him could he let himself go and for a mome
Godric carefully put the tray with the food on the small bedside table and joined the older man. “I brought you something.” “Me? What could this be? ", Louis asked curiously and turned to him and was promptly handed a plate. “What does that mean?” “Well, I thought we could eat together. So just you and me. ", Godric replied shyly and hoped that his meal would be well received. “I don't need to dine like you do. What is the point of this? ”A sigh could be heard, but he had already realized that Louis wasn't just eating with him. "I thought to myself ..., well you and me, alone," he stammered, struggling to find the right words. "Well, I honestly think it's a shame that you just watch. You're part of our community, even if you don't see yourself that way. There is more to people eating together than just ingesting food. But maybe you don't like it either. I did it myself. ”Ashamed, he took his spoon, piled some food on it and put i