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.
"I think," I replied, arching an eyebrow and giving a debauched giggle. "Because you've always been right to hate me, Sister Celeste. I was never a poor orphan who would never find a place in the world. As you have always liked to say, there are those who are born to fulfill a purpose, and I am one of them. My purpose has always been to be above humans like you, who think they are unreachable just because they pray every night. You were always right to believe that I was the wolf in the skin of a lamb, because I am the wolf, and you are the lamb.The nun's eyes wrinkled slightly on the sides, as she narrowed them, studying me with an air of doubt. I don't think she was ever very sure of what I would become one day, but of course she wouldn't expect me to meet her again, especially when this meeting was not done in her own convent. Although the church is a sacred soil, I learned that if a powerful magic is not used, it is very difficult for the archangels to arrive if the death was not
He managed to get rid of the police officers who, after long minutes trying to shoot his body, had the brilliant idea of getting into a melee combat. He was the best at that. He was a warrior. He had been created to fight powerful battles and had become even stronger when he was sent to hell. He managed to beat all the humans who stood in his way, and scared the rest to run away and leave the confusion to those who tried so hard to prevent their Creator from winning.He fought with all his strength. There was magic in his body. He would be able to defeat everyone if he used his powers of illusion and confusion. He could make one kill the other, just with a look, with just a gesture of his fingers. But he needed to want it. That magic was rooted in that body, belonging only to that ancient and stubborn soul. He couldn't use magic. He didn't want to use magic. So he had to fight.The world was just a blur. Just an illusory surface of an ancient time. He looked at everyone, and couldn't
But it was a lie. Even if I made everyone freeze in time and stop killing and attacking each other, I would never do anything for Lucifer's prediction about the fall of humans. He knew that day would come. He was exiled for saying what was obvious, and the Creator was condemning everyone just to be able to start again. It was so unfair that it made me nauseous. I managed to get the elderly lady to be supported by other people, and I was able to keep moving through the mess and chaos. Zylah and Anne were at the doors of the cafeteria when I was coming back down the street. They should have gone there to pick me up or something like that. My friends didn't even say a word. They understood what was happening and how much I had already given me to try to change something.Chaos was a very small word to use. I would say that the city was more like pandemonium than it really was. The traffic was terrible, and it was night. There shouldn't be any traffic, but an accident caused us all to get
"What if you were alone?" Suggested Zylah, requests." Grandma used to see these things when no one was getting in the way. Or maybe it's the time. She was only shocked by whatever she had seen when it was already night and close to dawn. There is a question of schedules and moons in everything related to witches, maybe that's the problem."No, the feeling I have is that there is no one else on the other side, I mean, there is, but not the person who contacted me," I explained, again running my fingers through the mirror glass. The sound that my nails produced was uncomfortable, so I stopped. I had such a big suspicion of what that thing of having been contacted was about, I felt my heart so anxious and hurried to hear me saying the words. Only, looking at Miguel, I didn't have the courage to pronounce them. We had just reestablished that lost connection, he did not deserve to be removed once again for a silly guess. It was impossible for it to be Vraxlon. He couldn't be trying to come
There were no more pure souls in that world. There was no more hope that they would be assisted by archangels and that their destinies would be good on the other side of life. We, capital sins, condemn the humanity we intended to save. In the dawn newspaper, reporters were camped at the gates of the white house, waiting for the decision that would lead the world to its total ruin or that would give another day of salvation to everyone.I didn't feel any change in the world. I didn't notice if the magic of Tennebris or Octavius was falling on the earth again, so I started the work of wanting to open a giant portal and shove everyone inside it. I had created a kind of wormhole in purgatory, when Vraxlon's death moved me enough to feel all the hatred and want the world to end. Perhaps, watching the death of Miguel or my friends could awaken this magic of such a powerful storm."You have a sinister expression," said Zylah, snapping her fingers in front of my face. I blinked, she watched m
"Iraq is not that innocent," said Paul, in a gloomy tone. He glanced at the top of his back, visualizing the police station, and if anyone would be coming. Then he faced Anne again." Not everything was revealed to the media. There are many attacks around the world, so people are taking refuge. But this has been happening for some time. It is something we have been facing since the terrorist groups began to kill in the name of God. I mean, from their God. So, it doesn't surprise us that our generals and soldiers are tired. It's an endless war. Humanity has been killing itself for millennia."That's why he gave up," said Miguel, and Anne sighed. He always saw that children killed parents, that parents killed children, and that brothers let themselves be carried away by all kinds of capital sins. He always saw his children falling for the curse that Lucifer said would fall on their race."Let's not go into this subject again, because I really think that a God can prevent many things from
Anyway, that was the cue for Miguel to take charge of the problem, being now in such a solid and honest friendship with Paul "the human policeman he pretended to protect while he had been helping me for that whole life" that both did not let go in the moments when he was not in my house. I went to visit him at his work when I had a moment in my lunch break, and found the two confabulating as they hurried down the steps of the police station.Anne and Zylah joined me, since both were no longer having any concentration on continuing to work and were making excuses to leave early or even go. They had already understood that work would not change at all when we went down to hell. Miguel opened a very wide smile when he saw me, and hurried to kiss me. I went to heaven and came back due to the touch, but I looked in Paul's direction and he laughed."Are you the girl we arrested after robbing a blind old man?" Asked the policeman, incredulous. I was disconcerted. I hadn't met him until that
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
"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
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