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2023-07-21 14:30:17Vraxlon's gaze bent down to the dagger on my hips, and even though he was busy picking up the gun and studying it, I knew I was just finding a pretext not to look directly into my eyes.
"I've been here," he said darkly. "In some of their lives, I've been here. I can remember that now."And you said that no supernatural creature could get out of here "Zombei, but my voice didn't have even half the humor I intended. "But if you're still alive, it's because it means you left."It is," he murmured, and only at that moment he decided to raise his black eyes towards me. "I just don't remember what the cost was for me to leave.While eating and drinking water, I found myself wondering if I would have risked my life for Vraxlon to return and tell the others what we found out. But if we had come this far, wouldn't he remember everything?By the way, why the hell would he forget everything that had happened, remembering only when we were about to do it all over again? Unless this was part of the prophecy, it made no sense that my memory loss affected them in this way. There was something implied. One part of this story didn't fit in at all."Did you notice that you blindly agreed to come to Purgatory with me, knowing that only I would be able to get out of here? "I asked, leaning my head against the nearest rock wall. The tips of the stones messed up my hair, but they didn't hurt me."There are things about Purgatory that not even I can know, majesty," he said, sitting in front of me, leaning against the opposite wall. The sound of the stones scratching his armor was like a crash. "But, yes, I would accompany her anywhere, without thinking twice."You know that, at this point, you can call me by my name, don't you? "I spoke laughing softly."Which of the two names? "He asked. "Your original name or the name of this new body?"I like the way you pronounce "Arianna" "I confessed. "But sometimes I feel much more like Elena."Elena "tested him, opening a smile. "I can get used to it."I'm going to make an effort not to die so I don't have to change my name for the sixth time," I just got, but I chose the wrong words, because of the way Vraxlon got serious and dark.Vraxlon looked away again and was busy playing with the beam of light between us to avoid saying anything. I finished eating and offered the water to him, who didn't accept it and said he was fine. So I kept the water in my backpack and relaxed my body against the wall.I must have simply napped or just blinked hard because I opened my eyes quickly when I heard a sound. An animalistic grunt that shook the stone walls around us. The sound of an approaching creature.The prince-warrior stood up immediately, wielding his sword. I took the backpack and took the dagger off my hips, wielding it as best I could. I hadn't even been trained to hold weapons.Vraxlon had tried to instruct me, saying that his sword was magical and he only needed a person to hold it, and she would do everything else, and that had already been a failure "The sword was too big and heavy for me to bear the weight. However, a life-or-death situation is necessary for you to learn to fight.I picked up the flashlight and stuck it anyway in my backpack, turning it off. Vraxlon approached to stand before me and groped on his back in search of my hand, I darkened him with my free hand and we walked together to the meeting of the hateful creature who seemed ready to tear us apart at any moment.The narrow path widened as we walked, and the sounds of the creature became louder and louder. I could see an opening between the stones, which was illuminated by what looked like a world with light and colors as if we had finally reached the end of that journey.I wasn't dumb enough to celebrate. I knew that if we had progressed, we would be halfway through or before it.The path opened up for a wider passage and was illuminated by archlets that rose against the stone walls. The place was circular, like an arena, and the walls rose to accommodate a small trail at the top and bent down in what should be the easiest way to the exit.However, in the center of the place, rising to observe who invaded the quiet of his home, was a creature that looked more like a giant man and had animalistic features. The animal growled hard, and the sound was like a blow to the head, it hurt deep in the eardrums."The only way out is protected by him. We can try to pass together, but considering that any injury in this place can be deadly for a human... "pondered Vraxlon, pointing out of the cave. "I can delay you, and you can get there without risk if you go on top.I meant I wouldn't leave him behind. But, knowing how Vraxlon could be protective enough in pretending he wasn't listening to me and acting as he planned, I just nodded and prepared to run, the dagger still in hand.The prince-warrior moved away from me and began to descend a bulge of stones that led down, in front of the human monster. The animal screamed with even more hatred, although it remained in the same place, aware that it would no longer need to advance along the mountain to devour us.I knew that the monsters of Purgatory could not be killed. But I imagined they could get tired. And I think that's what Vraxlon was thinking when he stood before the creature and raised his sword, warning her of what would happen next.Then the two got into a fight, the giant man raised his arms to try to catch Vraxlon like a toy, and the prince-warrior his sword, cutting off the giant's arms with a single blow from the powerful blade. The animal howled, even though he felt no pain, and his small eyes were filled with fury.Related chapters
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I started to surround the space from the top, sneaking into the narrow trail around the cave. The trail ended right on top of the exit, so I would just need to jump and face whatever the ground was outside. I just hoped they weren't stones anymore, or I might as well hit my head.However, the biggest danger was in what I was doing at that moment since I needed to hold on to the wall of sharp stones and balance my tired feet on a path that was no more than a few centimeters so that only the tips of my boots could touch the trail. I held against the stones as if my life depended on that, and I was advancing little by little. At the pace I was in, I would need Vraxlon to cut the whole creature so that it could not reach me, and that was in fact what was happening.Even with each cut of the deadly sword and strong enough to cut the animal, another membrö always grew in place, making it incompatible. And he continued without the slightest sign that he was getting tired, although the princ
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The prince-warrior held my hand and led me to the cave, acting with a lot of conscience and wisdom along the way. During all the time I followed him, I couldn't help but notice how restless and suspicious my soul seemed. I felt not only that I was willingly heading to death, but also falling like a fly into a trap.The cave was even colder and wetter than all the rest of the purgatory. Whether it was for the vegetation that covered the roof of the place, or for the trees that made shadows at the entrance, I would never know. However, I was very sure that my sneezing and itching in the throat region, which began to devastate me a few hours after we intended to rest, reminded me a lot of the eminence of a cold caused by the cold."Use this," Vraxlon suggested as he stretched a blanket towards me.The heavy fabric fell on me and crawled against the most boring stones inside the cave. I was sitting and wrapped my arms around my legs, leaning my head against my knees. Vraxlon sat next to
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The prince of lust captured my lower lip in his and sucked very lightly, and, even with my eyes closed, I knew that the power in my necklace sparkled for a thousandth of a second, before it went out again.I opened my mouth to him and received him, corresponding to the kiss that at first had no softness, no affection, no calm, maybe he was feeling that primitive instinct to obtain any source of carnal heat, even if he had not been influenced by the magic of his eternal punishment. Maybe I was the personification of sin in your life, just as it was mine.The prince of lust quickly managed to release the top of my combat suit, exposing my seiös to the humid and cold air of the cave. One of his hands went up to one of my seiös, and his fingers played provocatively with the nipple that became stiff from the spot, while the other hand went up to my hair, pulling them lightly so that I would slightly tilt my head back.His lips took mine more deeply when I tilted my head, and I didn't even
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And the tears that didn't roll down your face, rolled over mine. I cried as I wrapped his shoulders with my arms and moved my hips harder over yours. And I kept crying even when we reached the climax together. Because that was the last one. Because we were very close to my death. Because we knew that's where it all ended.And it occurred to me, as I rested my head against his shoulder and our moans gave way to breathless and choppy breaths, that the magic we had just created was enough to open a new portal and get out of there, or to defeat my enemy with full force. But if history tended to repeat itself, how could I die before I could open the portal for him Could it be that in my deathbed all the powers were released at once and that was what made Vraxlon able to return safely? But if it were so, now that he and the other sins were kept trapped around my life, how could I die and not him?All these questions kept spinning in my head as I ended up falling asleep once again. I was ful
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"No one knows who spreads the stories," he said, tilting his head slightly to listen through the narrow slit that opened like the doors of the temple. Probably realizing that there was no sound at all, he was hemping his sword again. "Even because we've never heard of someone who could have left the Purgatory alive.And yet I was already sure at that time that I had visited that place many times in search of answers. It was as if I could remember Faye's voice, when we first met in this life, and she said that they could never prevent me from making the choice that would lead to my death because if the Oracle were responsible for writing my story, he would change every word and every line so that any of my paths would take me there. And, in fact, that's what was happening.No one would ever say that the same woman who entered hell without any power, without memories of her past lives, and who was determined to avoid her own death, would be the same one who now raised her chin and opene
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That explained a lot. Zylah's cat had shown himself to be very risky to see me in his owner's home. Maybe I wanted to protect her or I was just disturbed by my magic. I had never noticed her cats much. I just knew that they existed and did well without her. To be sure that even domestic and ordinary animals knew when the approach of a supernatural creature occurred, was a little disconcerting. I imagined how they all acted as they felt every new day that the infernal magic was covering the earth. Were they less oblivious than humans and did they know that the demons were just trying to help?"My grandmother was crazy," said Zylah, giggling." She used to say that on full moon nights, she had to cover the mirrors and glazing, because the portals to the other worlds opened. I remember being terrified one night when she ran into my room and slept with me. She didn't tell me what was going on, and I was very young, I didn't even ask. She was white like paper and wouldn't stop shaking. I re
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"I worry, yes," I insisted, frowning my face." You protected me and kept me for several centuries. Maybe it's time for me to do this for you too.Miguel walked away a little, in order to watch my face. He opened a beautiful smile, which made me end up smiling too. His hands went up to my face, easily grabbing against his cheeks. He bowed slightly and kissed me. The touch was as intense as the first time, even though we hadn't even opened our lips. A lascivious flame went up and down my body, and when he walked away, I almost asked him to continue."I feel like you're moving away," he said."I feel the same from you," I say."I don't intend to stay away, I just don't want your friends to think I'm up to something against your life," said Miguel, frowning. I don't understand how they might think I would be planning your death. Does none of them, not even you, realize that I have always been willing to do anything to protect you? I would never have enough strength to cause your harm. I w
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Tennebris undid his smile, although the effort not to continue attacking me was contracting muscles in his chin. The sin of anger sighed, then made an exaggerated flourish and straightened out again."No, Your Majesty. Of course not. What could a mere prince of millennia of existence, who fought alongside Lucifer, who was tortured and punished by the Creator, know about the dirtiest tactics of revenge or punishment? Nothing, of course. I'm just being inconvenient, as everyone has realized that I am."Yes, so be careful with what you say," I said, arching an eyebrow. My relationship with Miguel is nobody's business. We both already have enough problems in assuming this, we don't need you to put your finger on a relationship that won't change your lives at all.“The point is that it really changes, Arianna,” Octavius said, rising. I began to regret having gotten into the subject, or having had the brilliant idea of keeping two fallen angels for so long alone with newly exiled archangels
