On the way Godric remembered something of fundamental importance and stopped abruptly, which earned him a puzzled look from the Archangel. “What do I do now with the people who know that the monastery has been blown up? If they see it now, they'll think of something else! ”He asked Rafael worried. Cheyne had tended to some of the villagers, but not all of them. "A good question. Just leave that to me. ”, Rafael said thoughtfully. Together they entered the village and Rafael took the path to the large market square, which was in the middle of the village. There he folded his hands and it seemed as if a light, which made light waves, was emanating from it. With his eyes closed he said a mantra and people suddenly stopped, stopped their activities and looked at the sky. Godric looked around in confusion as the people suddenly looked like statues. Before long the light disappeared, people moved and went about their business again as if nothing had ever happened. "What
Godric observed them briefly, suspecting that Louis was not praying, unlike his counterpart. It was a strange feeling for him to have a devil and an angel in his worship service. Almost like a dream, he thought, but then started with a welcome round to the newcomers and was a bit excited himself. Not only because he would pray in front of new monks, but also knew that something would be missing from the sermon. The songs. He saw himself facing a great catastrophe, but he could no longer escape and began to say a long prayer to God with the others. However, something was different. He could clearly feel that Rafael was really praying. He couldn't describe the feeling, but he felt a warmth, a sacred power. He looked at Louis out of the corner of his eye and felt his suspicion that Louis was not praying confirmed. But he could understand. After all, he was the devil. If he were to pray, his prayers would probably come back to himself. The closer he got to the part of the sermon that wa
Godric didn't even notice how the singing disappeared, but was completely in his world. Only a kiss made him wake up again and he looked straight into two red rubies. Startled, he crawled back a little. “Louis!” “So it is. Nobody else. ”He watched the devil for a moment, then put his index finger to his own lips. He hadn't said anything about the kiss. Was he getting used to the devil stealing a kiss over and over again? Did he even think it was beautiful? Godric wasn't ready for that yet, but he couldn't deny that he liked it. However, he would never tell Louis this. In the end he did his laundry! It didn't have to be. He sat down next to the blue-haired man on the grass and looked at the sun, which had now set and made way for the starry sky. “I noticed you are sending out a happiness. Completely different from the two weeks before. Is it because you can finally be a father again? ”With these words he put his hand on Godric's robe. "It probably
Louis got up and went to the cliff, followed by the priest's gaze, who also rose and wondered if he had really gone too far. Was Louis angry now? The former seemed in thought, looked up at the sky. "Should I sing to you? A heavenly symphony? ”Louis asked seriously. A nod was the answer. "Yes .. Please." The demon looked away from the sky, looked at Godric and looked into the pleading eyes. It wasn't that he wouldn't let anyone else play the song. His problem was elsewhere. He was no longer an angel. He had not sung these verses since then, only sang the darkness. Was it right to sing this song? Would god hear "All right!" He decided and turned away. A stone fell from Godric's heart. His request had been granted! He didn't want to appear greedy, but he really wanted to hear her. The heavenly voice of Lucifer, which was otherwise only withheld from the Lord and the kingdom of heaven. He had read a lot about it and wondered how a single voice touched so many hearts and performed
Louis internalized the innocent clergyman's tastes and broke the kiss. He would like to go into the matter more intensively, but his partner was not ready yet. Even this kiss had been very exciting for him, which you could clearly see in the goose bumps. Slowly he licked his own lips to take in the remaining taste. "You taste delicious ~ Really delicious.", Louis purred in Godric's ear and began to nibble tenderly on his lobule. The blue-haired man looked to the side, crimson at the praise. Was this necessary? Just because he was a beginner? Or was he trying to make fun of him? Legs apart, he landed on the devil's lap, found this position disreputable, but he could not walk because he was being held. It was a terrible tingling feeling what Louis made in him? "What is he up to?" Asked Godric, unable to defend himself against his feelings. Was that what Louis wanted to drink from him now? If only he had taken the knife and the mug with him, or if he hadn't even made the promise to let
Godric felt a chill on his bottom and turned slightly in his sleep. But when Louis whispered in his ear and inserted his claws, he couldn't go back to sleep either and woke up, tiredly looking into the red eyes of his personal alarm clock. "What ...?" Confused and tired he looked at him, smelled something burnt and looked down at himself. "LOUIS !!", it echoed and suddenly Godric was awake, slipped back slightly and covered his nakedness with the blanket. This ... Hadn't he actually undressed him? Evil swept him. The charred smell, the disappearance of clothes. Did Louis burn his clothes? That just could not be the case! Before he could continue to blame, however, he was again in the demanding arms. But this time he didn’t fight it, as Louis was comfortably warm. "In winter you are definitely a nice heater, but in summer?" He philosophized, slightly tired, as Louis' warmth promoted his tiredness. In contrast to this, it was long bedtime for Godric. "A heater? I don't know what
The unknown figure passed the priest, knelt in reverence before the altar and said a prayer. Then he turned to Louis, had also kneeled before him and said a prayer to Lucifer, which he heard with satisfaction. Lastly, it was Godric's turn. The visitor took his hand and kissed his ring gently, then stood up and looked at the small group. “Forgive my intrusion at such an hour. I deeply regret having disturbed the devotion. But before I can answer the questions, allow me to give you a present, ”he began and reached under his robe, then held myrrh in one hand and incense in the other. He handed both of these to the abbot of the monastery, who was amazed but knew the value of these things, as it was an old, religious sign of respect. The stranger folded his hands in prayer and suddenly wings appeared on his back, one white as snow, the other black as night. The wind blew the hood off his head, revealing black hair and tanned skin. “My name is Uriel and I belong to the f
“Father?” “Is everything okay? Venerable Father! ”Worried questions came from all sides while Godric simmered in anger. That bastard! What was he thinking? "As if I was sinful ..." he whispered, took the cool skull and tucked it under his robe. He would later want to bury him in the cemetery with dignity. "Thank you, it's okay. It was probably just a joke, not a very funny one. Please calm down, my brothers and sister. ", He said, as usual, and smiled weakly. Inside the anger raged against the devil, who, in his opinion, should care for the same. If he had felt good in his arms yesterday, he now wished that he was far away from him. He wanted to leave the place quickly, as the looks seemed to follow him. Couldn't he even show up in the village because of Louis? The sense of relaxation did not come to him, but he stopped abruptly when he felt a strong power and a light that was warm and cold at the same time. His gaze went to heaven and Godric saw a phenomenon
Lucifer turned and left the bedroom of God, went into the garden. The grass of Eden was green and lush. The flowers were in full bloom at all times. Time didn't matter here. It could neither be seen nor felt. He didn't even know how much of it had passed since he entered heaven. A kingdom where eternity reigned, as it was in Gehenna. It was the world beyond Assiah. An immortality that people longed for so much. The black-haired man's path led him to a large apple tree. It was the only fruit-bearing tree. At the time he would have hesitated, but now he picked one of the apples. They were ripe, reddish and full of sweetness. It was really a sin to eat it, but the devil was only too happy to indulge in it. With a hearty bite into the apple, he sat down on the grass, right in front of a small lake. This was so clear that the view of the reason was not denied. Thoughtfully, he watched the few fish that had the honor of being allowed to live in the pure waters."Does it hurt?" Aske