Azaliah tapped her foot lightly on the golden floors in anxiousness. A part of her lips were in between her teeth and her fingers were twirling around each other behind her back. She often shook her head sideways whenever her hair decided to make its way close to her mouth. Despite all these efforts to calm herself, Azaliah felt even more stressed under the intense gaze of her guardian and more so under the gaze of every other angel in the hall. All eyes were on her, and it baffled the angel that for something as small as sneaking away and putting her life in danger, they took it way too seriously.
Or perhaps maybe it isn’t that small.
After a long moment of intense gazes and heavy breaths, Nahamani sighed and adjusted her self on her throne before speaking.
“I don’t know what to say”. She said. Some angels stared at her in shock, even Azaliah. Surely, she did not keep them quiet all this time just to say that.
“I thought tha
Hi guys. I wanted to clear something up. In this chapter, I wrote that Beth hid her laughter by pretending to 'sneeze', please understand that angels don't actually sneeze. It was just something she had seen humans do that she emulated. Just imagine angels as beings that do not have the human organs or whatever but still exist by the power of a supreme force. They're angels and spirits, if I make them the same as us then there's nothing spiritual about them. Thank you, hope you enjoyed the chapter.
“I can’t believe you still won’t let her fight”.“I can’t believe you will go against my orders and let her fight, if I had not appeared on time you--”“Hey now, she appeared on her own I didn’t call her. And when you appeared, I was just warning her about not being there”.“I don’t believe you”.“How could you not?”Nahamani turned fiercely to face Beth.“Because you have been trying to get her to train with you for a thousand years!” She half yelled. Beth scoffed.“That does not mean anything. I would never oppose your command because of my feelings. I have only being trying to convince you to let her fight”. Beth replied. Nahamani looked around the hall and noticed that some of the angels were listening in on their conversation.“Let’s do this somewhere else, my chambers yes?”“Soun
The threat released from Beth’s lips made Aleph to even tighten the hold on the jar the more, then he gulped in fear. Beth sighed and focused her attention once again on Azaliah. She showed no sign that she was disturbed that she had found her here, in fact her expression showed that she did not want to be disturbed.“About what?” She asked.“You’ll have to follow me”. Beth replied and turned to walk away. “And bring him with you”.Aleph’s eyes widened and he stared at Azaliah who was staring at Beth’s retreating back.“This cannot be good. She sounded like she was about pass judgement on us”. Aleph cried. Azaliah smiled softly and stared at him.“She’s just trying to scare you”. She said. “But you’re probably right, what she wants to talk about might not be good”.Aleph sighed.“Well, only one way to find out”. Alep
*FLASHBACKDarkness. That was all he saw, all he felt. He didn’t know how many years had passed but he knew it had been very long since the day he turned against heaven. He and his subordinates were spending their days in the void. He had never heard of it, he didn’t even know it existed until his arrival here. Lucifer closed his eyes,an action he took whenever the noises of his subordinates became too much for him.He knew what they were facing. Somehow, the most high was able to torture their minds in addition to the darkness, it was horrible but Lucifer was getting used to it. Unlike the others, the darkness was his safe place. He was becoming one with the void and the only thing that made him irritated was the noises that came out of the other angels mouths.Why couldn’t they be stronger? Even without the power that the sword possessed,he expected better but as always was sorely disappointed.Lucifer was so accustomed to the darkness
Azaliah wiggled her feet slowly on the waters in the fountain. She watched the ripples intently even though her mind was on something far more important. And scary.She sighed and used her hands to cover herself in fear.Kill Lucifer? Lucifer? Her? She? Of all people they had to choose her. When she said she wanted to know her purpose, she was sure she referred to doing certain tasks in heaven like her guardian Nahamani or even Aleph not go and kill over a billion years old spirit. Who was evil by the way.What in God’s kingdom will make them come up with something like that?And why her? What happened to Michael or Beth? What happened to the warriors in heaven that have at least fought a demon?The thoughts kept swirling in her head and her eyes were so fixed on the water that she didn’t hear Aleph approach. When the angel touched her shoulder lightly, she flinched and turned abruptly to punch him weakly on the chest.“OWWWWWW&rdq
Azaliah admired his golden hair which had become longer than before, she also admired his face. It had a definite structure to it that made him look like a warrior but then, whenever he glanced at her or looked around confused, he then had an innocent look.They both walked in silence. Azaliah admired him while he struggled to keep calm under her gaze. After a while, they reached the training grounds. The area was covered with angels, practicing for the tournament. Azaliah took her eyes of Michael and focused on the angels that swung their swords, threw their spears and daggers, shot arrows and used their fists on one another. Michael was relieved she no longer stared at him like he came from another world.But then he started to study her. He remembered the shock on his face when he saw her for the first time lying on the floor, not having a single care in her world. How unsure he was that this creature in front of him, this small fragile creature was the one to
FLASHBACK 4Lucifer stared for a long time at his hands in shock, and it was definitely not because of the scrawny look of his hands. The creature that had humiliated him before his subjects had long since walked past him and now he was busying himself with the items on the trees. One by one he would pick them and throw some into his mouth and others he will put in a large leaf, probably storing them for later.Those things were edible?! NO! It’s this creature that has lost its mind. Why would he put substances of a tree in his mouth? Why will he put anything there at all?Those were thoughts that surrounded his head when he had finally faced the creature with his eyes in the right order. The creature walked around numerous times, admiring the garden, playing with the other creatures and eating everything he could from the trees. Sometimes, his eyes would dart towards Lucifer but he never spoke neither did he act like he saw anyone there. It was near impos
Nahamani watched Michael and Azaliah look over the trainers in the field, she had been for a time and she was waiting for the perfect opportunity to speak to Azaliah about the announcement earlier. The announcement she wasn't completely honest about. Only she knew that when God made her that promise, he had only mentioned he will send a weapon not a weapon wielder. Her confusion and horror when she saw Azaliah lying on the floor that day was enormous. All of a sudden, she just wanted to protect her instead of throwing her into battle. Azaliah looked nothing like a warrior and even till now, the thought that maybe the maker made a mistake enveloped her mind.As she stared, Michael turned his eyes to her direction and gave a small nod, a sign he had gotten through to her. She sighed in relief and nodded back waiting for Michael to excuse himself. After a while, he did and slowly Nahamani walked over to where her warden stood and came close to her."Azaliah". She called.
Lucifer studied the creature in front of him with more enthusiasm than before. This second version had longer hair than that of the first and a more curvy figure, it had more slender legs and arms and a more soft look to its features. It looked quite attractive.Attractive?! What was he thinking? Surely this was some kind of curse, another type of trap. The creature couldn’t see him either,it turned its small, slender blue eyes to the dead creature on the floor and walked over to it. Lucifer watched as it touched it’s lookalike on the head and the latter let out a small noise of satisfaction. Lucifer scrunched his face in disgust. What manner of conversation is this again? Can this second creature not speak?The slender creature kept rubbing the head of the dead companion until the sky started to get brighter and Lucifer watched till the end. To say he was fascinated was an understatement. The look on the face of the creatures during their conversation was
Ezra was beyond intrigued. When Abaddon opened his mouth to give him a report, he had not expected what he heard.The angel that had attacked his servant had a bodyguard and they were staying with a poor human family. Ezra could never grasp what the angels did on earth, none of the demons could but this one was the trickiest of them all. He was sure of one thing however, that the female angel was important and now he wanted to meet her himself.Abaddon had been cured by his master and he was now touching his hornless head with a frown on his face but that was all he did. He couldn’t open his mouth to complain, Ezra would turn him into a crisp if he dared. He was lucky to be alive.“This human family”. His master started. “How many are they?”“I only saw one human, a woman. But she looked old enough to have children”.Ezra nodded his head. For him to check things out himself, he needed an excuse. The last thing he w
Aleph immediately used his hands to shield Azaliah and Hagne while he glared hard at Abaddon. He was terrified, this was the first time he was fighting a demon alone, and a high ranked demon for that matter. But he was Azaliah’s protector and his duty was to keep her safe even if he died. He didn’t want to die.Abaddon cocked his head to the side in a teasing manner. He had scanned the angel who had taken a defensive stance against him and he fought the urge to laugh. He expected the fight to be extremely tough but just like the female angel, her guardian was as weak as a leaf.“I’m waiting for you to strike the first blow”. He said tauntingly. Aleph’s frown deepened, the demon was toying with him.Abaddon wanted to know the strength of his powers before he did anything. If there was one thing he learned from his master Ezra, it was that power should not be wasted on the weak.Aleph still didn’t move. Partially be
The same scenario that happened in the morning was taking place again. Hagne and her children were staring wide eyed at the green eyed man that was currently in their home and he stared at them with the same expression. Azaliah however was amused by their constant surprise even if she knew it was expected.“How…how many of you are planning to come here?” Hagne finally asked, her eyes shifted from Azaliah to Aleph.Both angels looked at each other and shrugged simultaenously.“Just us…we hope”.“You hope?” Hagne asked with wide eyes. Azaliah walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder, she gasped at the contact.“There’s nothing for you to worry about, you’re safe”. She looked at the three children beside her. “All of you”.“Actually…They are not”. Aleph butted in. “And neither are you”.Azaliah turned slowly to h
“I’m going to kill her! But I need to find her first”. Abaddon crawled on the rough stairs with a loud groan. His body was injured and one part of his horn was missing, he looked more horrible than he already was.“I am going to kill her!”. He repeated, as if that would alleviate his suffering. Abaddon knew his suffering had just begun and it probably won’t end anytime soon. He knew he was extremely stupid crawling back here like he had not failed an important mission, he had a lot of guts. A lot of guts to die.“I’m…going to kill her…” He said again, his voice extremely low this time. He had arrived at his own judgement place and he probably would not be scared.A black, high throne was at the centre of the huge pillar that his master once stood on, with demons surrounding it. The more he came closer, the more they snarled like they could read he was now a failure. The throne, luckily for
To say Hagne was speechless was an understatement. She thought the angel couldn’t look any more divine while she slept, but now she was heavenly breathtaking. And her children agreed with her.Their eyes were wider than saucers and their mouths were open, there was no human being on earth that could look that good. Impossible.The angel in front of them shifted a little like she was uncomfortable, so Hagne drew herself out of her trance and stepped forward. The angel backed away.“Uh…hello”. Hagne awkwardly said.The angel didn’t reply. She eyed Hagne from head to toe before doing the same to her children then she returned her gaze to the woman, still not speaking a word.“My name is Hagne”. Hagne stated, she pointed at her children. “Those are my children, Fia, Ciro and Edvige”.Still no reply. It was Hagne’s turn to shift uncomfortably. Did the angel not like her? Was she that ba
Hagne was slowly regretting her decision of coming here. The stares that the man across her gave was the cause of her regret. She and her husband were seated now, with drinks in front of them. Hagne ordered a cup of water, her husband ordered a beer. As usual.They had been staring at each other for a minute. As awkward as it was, Hagne refused to back down from her glares. She hated him, she had every right to. The fact that he looked even more healthier than her made her hate him more.He now wore expensive robes and clean sandals. She could tell he was fatter and his hair was neatly combed, not as disheveled as it used to be. He actually looked like one of the patricians. She hated it.How dare he be happy? After all the troubles he caused and after he left her to fix her issues on her own. After abandoning his family, for fame and wealth.She hoped he would choke on his beer, or die of liver failure. Any of the two worked for her.After a long
Hagne stared at the sleeping figure on her mat while she slept. The woman that fell from the sky the night before had her white hair cover half of her face. She slept calmly like she was at peace. Hagne had never seen someone as unreal as she, she was like a literal angel. No, she was actually an angel.It was hard for Hagne to process what was going on. Why did the angel have to fall in front of her house? And why did it have to be at a time like this?She decided after a long while that she would leave the questions to the angel when she awoke.Hagne’s eyes darted to the horn that was once in the grasp of the angel, she gulped. She couldn’t help the fear that crept up in her. What kind of thing did she do that got her in trouble with a demon? Because only demons had horns that hideous.But still, the angel must be strong if she could pull that out of the head of a demon.Soft footsteps tore her mind away from her pointless thinking. H
Renato sat on one of the soft chairs in the Consul’s chambers as two concubines each walked in with a tray of food and fruit on one hand and a wine jar on the other. As they set the items on the glass table, the purple transparent linen that they wore stuck to their bodies, showing off their naked skin. The Consul smiled in satisfaction before hitting one of them on her rear end. The lady giggled and ran out of the room with her companion.A sigh escaped Renato’s lips before his eyes took in the designs of the room to distract himself from the scene that took place s few second ago. A small laugh escaped Consul Cicero’s lips and he reached for the jar of wine before pouring its contents into two golden glasses.“I see you like it”. His deep voice boomed throughout the silent room. Renato nodded and smiled slightly.“It’s impressive”. He responded. Cicero laughed.“Of course it is, I make su
“Round them up, put them in the cellar”. The soldiers moved immediately, pushing the group of prisoners into the wooden cellar. Renato watched them from a distance, his hands gripping the reins of his black horse tightly. His face was so stoic, one would think he was about to murder someone. The old man he had arrested earlier was the last to be thrown in. He was covered in blood from head to toe and his breathing was very shallow. Renato tried not to think of the moment of his arrest and also the look of horror on the little girl’s face who was with him. But as much as he tried to pretend, his facade broke immediately the old man looked him in the eye. Renato briefly thought of looking away but then chose not to because of his position. He was a centurion, why would he be scared of an old man? The man in question lifted his pale lips in a small smile before he was dragged into the cellar. As Renato stared as the soldiers closed the doors, the not so