"hm ... the smell in cities is normal. Here the air is no longer as clean as in the country because of all the exhaust fumes. People are used to it, as well as to the noise," Godric explained thoughtfully. "The Sabbath .. .. Well I don't think everyone will keep it. Most have Saturday and Sunday rest days, but many also work on these days. Some to support their families and themselves and others because they have become addicted to work. Still others have shift work That means that they have work on weekends and during the week off. There are also people who work at night and sleep during the day or work during the day and sleep at night ... Well, the world has changed a lot. ", added he added. Louis shook his head at all these conditions.
Louis knocked on the window again because the shop window was something Louis didn't know. “Leave the panes whole. otherwise you have to pay them! ", were Godric's admonishing words. But not only Godric had noticed that Louis was exam
It didn't take long and a shadow could be seen in an alley. It was big and you could clearly see the horns. Godric immediately reached under his shirt and always had his ban slip to hand. Father never knew when you would need this. But he had learned to always have it with you in an emergency. Louis meanwhile saw the whole thing more relaxed. He leaned against a street lamp and watched the shadow grow smaller and smaller. At the same time, a figure could be seen slowly emerging from the protective darkness. It was a young man with short, red-blonde hair. However, it was no ordinary man. The black horns on his head, which were slightly curved outwards, clearly distinguished him as a demon, as did his pointed teeth, which could be recognized by the grin. Godric could see long fingernails too. "A being of darkness ..." breathed Godric. He didn't think he'd see one again anytime soon. On the one hand, it was a mystery to him that he had only met Louis in all that time. Especially after
The demon attacked again, ramming its claws into Godric's light shield. He heard a crack and looked to his protection. Cracks appeared in the air. They came from his invisible protection. Godric knew it wouldn't last much longer. It was the first time Godric uttered this protection. He was not yet mature and therefore weak towards a being of darkness who harbored true killing intentions. Godric heard the screams of the people, thought feverishly what he could do. It was of no use to people if they only hid themselves behind their protection. Godric didn't want this either. He wanted to face the task, no matter how little he knew about his attacker. More people shouldn't suffer. Then an idea occurred to him. "I hope the protection lasts for this short time." Godric folded his hands in prayer. Only the index fingers were spread apart. He closed his eyes and began to say a prayer. The demon noticed this, felt an increasing force. “Amon! You don't dare to do that again! ”He
Godric did not wake up until the fourth day. With a groan, since Godric had a headache, he opened his eyes again and was confused. "Where am I?" Flashed through his head. He turned his head briefly and recognized the room. But who brought him here? What happened? Question after question piled in his head, but no one could give him an answer. This is exactly what Godric wondered about. With difficulty he sat up, noticed that he was alone in the room. "Louis?" He asked in a weak voice. Where was he? The images of the demons came into his head. Pictures of Louis. "He fought with me ... But why?" Godric didn't know what to think of it. Lucifer turned against his own demons and these turned against him. What was going on here? Godric didn't know, but he sensed it was the beginning of something great. Something that would have historical significance. Godric didn't know what Armageddon would look like, but he knew that Amon was the one who interrupted it 1500 years ago. Should it come to
Godric stared at Louis. All of this information was too much for him. They were buzzing in his head, not coming to rest. Should his world, as it was depicted in the ancient records, separate the layers of heaven and the layers of hell? Determine the balance? Godric felt like he was in a bad fantasy film. However, when he saw Louis shadow, he was brutally certain: It is true. Louis had cast a shadow. But he didn't draw Louis, but the outline of a demon. The horns and wings stood out clearly. Godric stared at the wall where Louis' shadow was. He was a demon, Lord Gehenna and Bringer of the Armageddon. Former light bringer and rebel of heaven. He was Lucifer and stood in a room with Godric, in the world of equilibrium, Assiah. Godric's gaze slowly moved from the shadow back to Louis. The sun blinded him and for a brief moment he thought he saw black wings on Louis' back. Black, huge wings made of feathers. They were spread apart and seemed almost to the ceiling. Godric shook his head b
Louis bridged the gap, had taken Godric's upper arm and pulled him into his arms. Godric was too concerned to argue against it. He just wanted to see his monastery. So he disappeared together with Louis to appear at the Götterberg. Godric held on to the devil, felt something tug at him. It was black around them and Godric felt no ground, yet he had the feeling of moving. Godric couldn't describe it. This way of traveling was scary to him. Godric closed his eyes and waited. The only thing he could do at that moment was to trust Louis. It wasn't long before Godric felt the ground under his feet again. But when he opened his eyes, he had the feeling that they would be withdrawn from him again. Louis also opened his eyes, widening them in shock. What the two of them saw was something they would have loved to never have seen. They stood in front of a ruin. No stone was left standing on the other. The buildings that were built in the mountain were also completely destroyed. Stairs we
But he hadn't seen the angel of this statue in any of his writings. Godric reached out for the statue, felt an urge to touch it. It was like the ring was leading him. "It's just like it was back then with Louis." Godric stated in awe, having put his hand on the marble of the destroyed stature. Suddenly the sapphire of the ring glowed stronger and Godric saw a light that spread through the angel statue. At first it was small, rose from the floor through the statue. Then the little light spread out and encircled Godric. He had to close his eyes because the light was too bright. “What is happening here? A demon ?? ”Godric shouted, gesticulating with his arms in an uncoordinated manner, since he couldn't see anything through his closed eyes. Then suddenly voices seeped into Godric's hearing. They were loud. The clink of blades hitting each other could be heard and Godric opened his eyes. "W ... where am I ??" In front of Godric there was a field full of corpses. So he was br
Amon! Be sure of your death! ”Cain shouted, which raised many questions for Godric. He didn't dare follow Cain's gaze where he suspected the answer to his questions. He was too shocked at what the truth could be. But now everything made sense to him. The light from the mausoleum, this unknown area with the equally unknown tower and above all that nobody seemed to notice it. Godric's ring emitted a light that the priest followed with his eyes, turning slightly and looking directly at a familiar figure.A man with a golden staff had stepped out of a fighting crowd of monks. The staff went up to the man's shoulders and was slightly wavy from the middle. At the end there was a large, golden circle with a red stone in the middle. Three gold rings each hung from the gold circle and moved with each step of the man. He wore a black habit, which was held by a white ribbon around his waist. He also wore three gold chains wrapped around his waist with a couple of amulets, the cont
"I see ~ I am facing the direct subject of God." Godric was amazed at Lucifer's words, looked alternately at him and at Amon. "Direct subject to God?" He asked into the room, knowing that nobody would hear him anyway. Godric was confused. For him no people were the direct subjects of God. Not even the holy priest was the direct subject. According to the Bible, it was the angels. But it wasn't the first time Louis's words had confused Godric. Godric didn't believe in the story of Jesus, but he had always believed in angels. However, he had never openly admitted this because as a father he simply could not say it. He had done it once when he was still in his apprenticeship. This had not had any good consequences for him, as the then head father was very angry with Godric's disbelief. He kept it to himself ever since.Lucifer and Amon looked at each other for a long time. They seemed to be in their own world. Nor did they notice that someone else was pursuing his own plans. Decu
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