"Because you were never created to rule hell," he said, opening a singing smile. Obviously, Lucifer still had enough powers to know when someone had hidden intentions in a question. He knew I feared the answer. "You were made to command all worlds. To be greater than the Creator himself. You have the blood of an archangel and a Goddess running through your veins. It was not conceived, because it would cause so much fury in the heavens that not even I could prevent them from killing her. You were made, with blood and fire. Your kingdom is everything where the air touches and life exists. You were never created to limit yourself to hell. And the Creator always knew that. Therefore, the Oracle was persuaded to write his story so that we would always get to this point. However, this is the first time you have asked me the right questions, and you do not decide thoughtlessly that you should go back and repeat your whole life. It is the first time you realize that your life and the world of
Even so, Vraxlon held the wrist of that hand that I touched his face, and his eyes found mine as he agreed:“When we have a moment of peace.Magic passed between us, and I realized that it was a promise being sealed. A promise that someday we would solve it and that we would not rest until we fulfilled it.And I promised that again to myself, to the extent that the magic in my hands made life grow in hell and the air become a living presence. I remade the promise while camouflaging the pain with false hope, and clung to it for believing that the promises made in hell should be the most absolute law, and that Vraxlon would not leave definitively until that moment of peace came. And I was willing to catch up with him.I made my world go back in time, while restoring every damage with my power, with Lucifer's instructions. I used my power to do the same as he had done thousands of years ago, when he was expelled from heaven and had to create a place for himself and his supporters. I beca
A sound of surprise escaped from Faye's mouth, and Tennebris frowned. Octavius remained indifferent, but Hyenna decided that she would not be able to keep her mouth closed for even a second, and that if at some point in her day she could not argue against someone else, she would not be happy.I prepared myself for whatever her attack, very aware that she would not risk contradicting me or trying to inferiorize me in front of everyone. Hyenna could be many things, but it wasn't enough to want to start a brigade that knew it would gain nothing more than new enemies. Even Tennebris seemed to get excited, preparing for the moment when Hyenna would start talking.“Majesty... I believe there may be some mistake, "she started, getting stuck like a galö of fight. "I believe that the sin of Wrath is not qualified enough to take over two territories, if it allows me to..."Who are you calling disqualified? "He screamed, his eyes shining in fury. "I fought alongside the queen to send the fugitiv
Octavius gestured with his shoulders."I already said, even though he didn't have much appreciation for me, he would do the same. So I will gather some of my armies, whether or not they want to fight against the creatures of that dark territory, and we will enter the Purgatory. I will only return from there when we are all dead, or when I find him.And I admired him deeply for that. It has to be a man, in every sense of the word, to give up riVraxities and wars of ego, to risk one's own life in search of the other. I could have said that I loved him for that kind of attitude, for leaving, even for a second, the pride aside to try to save someone else's life. However, I limited myself to approaching and hugging him."Thank you, Octavius," I murmured against your chest. "Thank you for always, from my first years of life, dedicating yourself to making my days better.The sin of pride did not respond, he just squeezed his arms around me, with Vraxlon's sword cutting the air to position hi
There was a moment in these three months when Faye thought it would be a good idea to take me to his territory. She said she needed to show me her territory and the beautiful parties she gave and could no longer wait for me to return to my normal state. Then, one of the mornings when she dragged me very early out of bed, she opened a portal right there in my room, and took me "in a sweater and everything" to her own territory, which, even before the portal disappeared,I always questioned a lot how one could have enough life inside hell for things to grow and bloom "plants and trees, for example. However, Faye's territory was living proof that even in hell, even without sunlight or water at room temperature, plants can survive. She made the portal leave us in front of the entrance to her castle, which looked more like a mansion in the middle of a field with too many hectares to be measured. It was green, it was beautiful, it was alive. Even if now the sun really reflected against the
Acaccommodating myself was a very kind way to summarize what I was doing lately when I was alone in the room: lying on the bed, putting my hands together on top of my stomach, and facing the ceiling for as long as I could without blinking. If I focused enough on the moments when my eyes filled with water due to the need to blink, I would swear that I could see the ceiling turn into another dimension, many light years away from hell, from where pairs of blue-violet eyes watched me back. But then I blinked, and the ceiling was again vaulted and decorated by the chandeliers of the territory of gluttony.There was a moment that day, in Faye's territory, as the servants entered the room to bring my dress and when I got up at once, I could be all the certainty of the world that I saw the perfect image of Vraxlon in the corner of the room, next to the door, looking at me. But as soon as I closed my eyes, he disappeared. So, just to disguise the embarrassing moment when Faye's servants also l
I heard the sea whispering, the wind singing, and the stars in the skies used to make sounds that resembled giggles. That easily went from being a burden to becoming a funny and commonplace thing. I even started to get used to the archangels I always saw behind humans. The cherubim that protected the children were always the most hysterical and curious to observe, they ran from one side to the other trying to prevent their children from hitting their heads on the ground, when they did not have to enter their fronts to divert cars that almost ran over those that ran to the middle of the street in order to recover some toy.There were now humans who had a sign with the lifetime falling on their heads, they were usually alone, they were no longer accompanied by archangels, because their lifetime was already determined, and even if they got involved in dangerous situations, they were not at risk of dying before the time "usually the elderly. And there were those who had more than one arch
Her hair was a little bigger, but it still didn't reach more than half of her neck. The big brown eyes cled to mine, and in them there was a glow that I couldn't identify. It was the same woman I met in the forest on the day my friends and I found out that the demons were using human bodies to do rituals and bring more demons to the earth. She was the only woman in the group of kidnapped humans, whose body was being used as a source of power for demons. A power that Vraxlon showed me when we were in Purgatory, through the sexuäl act, in her case, that had not been consented to. Now, with the sunlight coming through the doors and windows of the church, I could see that it had a very young and beautiful face. And she didn't seem to have lost a drop of her own shine after all. But still, I was in shock.Because even if her body retained any physical memory of what happened, her mind had been altered by our magic so that she did not know what actually happened. As a woman, that moved me.