“You are destined to be together, but... You always told us that you loved your Vraxlon," said Zylah, slightly biting her lip as she glanceed at the ceiling. She should be wondering if Miguel had a keen hearing." So he had to die for you to be together? Is that why he never told you that part?I hesitated. Part of me believed that Miguel had done that for his own benefit, out of selfishness. But the other part, which was much bigger, believed that he would not have thought that he would cause me that kind of pain. That he thought I would easily overcome the situation with Vraxlon. And, just for that, I was careful with the words I chose to use."I don't think any of us had any idea what Destiny really reserved for us," I said in a firm voice. I know Miguel would have taken risks much earlier if he had known how I would react. But all our meetings were unknown. They never happened more than once. He wouldn't know how I would react until it happened. But I'm not going to lie, I blame hi
"Let's not think like that," Anne said in a rhythmic tone. She took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but I noticed that she was still shaking. All the truths I told her were still being slowly digested. It was clear that she tried not to show that she would cry as soon as the blood cooled and the adrenaline passed." I'm sure at least one of your friends can help, Elena. Bring one of those who helped her the other time. You said that your ex-boyfriend and two friends were on earth to look for your book, so call one of them.“Faye is the queen now,” I spoke in a mild tone, listening to the footsteps of Miguel and Kleyphon going back down to the room. The archangels went straight in the direction of the kitchen, and opened the back door. I followed them with my eyes, frowning. I didn't hear any conversation between them, but I knew they weren't going outside just to give us privacy. The sky should be sending some message that only they listened to." It wouldn't be very wise for her to
"So you refuse to protect us?" Questioned Zylah, her eyes swarming. Tennebris gestured with his shoulders, clearly interested in seeing how far she would go to try to convince him. She approached us, with such fast and high steps, that the door opening in the back almost did not emit enough sound to attract my attention. Kleyphon was entering, watching the scene with a frown. Zylah stopped one meter from Tennebris." You've been here before to help Elena find her book. Why can't you help us now?"In fact, I have always been against the idea of coming to Earth," he said in an impassive tone." Elena forced me. So I was just trying to get used to it. It doesn't mean that I really cared about humans. I want you all to die soon. Hell is boring with no interesting souls to torture.I sensed what would happen before the anger went up to Zylah's neck and left her face all drowned. My friend was always very beautiful, but there was something about her when she was truly angry that made her beau
If Anne murmured something, I couldn't hear it. In addition to Zylah's grumbling, Tennebris' deep sigh was heard. Now in addition to capital sin, both archangels stopped to watch me, waiting for any solution I could have to the problem."Why do I never have a normal end of the night?" I exhaled in a tearful tone, hitting a hand on my forehead."Oh, fuck you, Arianna," Tennebris said in a tone of anger. He stared at Miguel and Kleyphon, making an expression of someone who has just stepped on a pile of feces." And fuck you two too.“It's good to see you again, Tennebris,” Miguel said in a friendly tone. He even smiled. But Tennebris just raised his middle finger to him." We will explain the situation to you. It's good that you're prepared for a long story.I just didn't find it strange at the clear perception that they remembered each other because I remembered that they were raised together, as brothers. Kleyphon made no comments, he just looked at Tennebris with the same expression of
"How is Faye?" I asked a little louder than I should, and a neighboring dog bark." How are things down there?"A chaos," Tennebris said, laughing loudly. He shook his hand and a jet of his dark power flew across the wall between the houses to reach the dog. There was a barking and the barking ceased." Your kingdom has not recognized you as a queen since the day you left us.“What do you mean?"Faye cannot sit on the throne, because she is always almost crushed by the snake ornament that exists on it. She cannot delegate orders because no creature obeys her. The legions of demons who were under the rule of the sin of lust are rebelling and attacking their equals. The servants in the sin of laziness refuse to obey a queen consort, when the true queen is on vacation on earth. Even if you have turned our world into a cheap copy of it, no demon understands that it should still be commanded by its superiors. Faye is dealing with chaos alone, because you decided to abandon us."I didn't deci
I moved away from Miguel when I noticed Tennebris lying on the floor. Of course, I should have imagined that the sound of thunder had to be his being punished for his audacity to go against the wishes of the Creator. Tennebris' face was pale, but his neck was filled with black blood, because the clothes that covered his chest opened in deep and wide cuts. But he didn't show pain.Tennebris laughed when I knelt next to him, shaking my hands over his chest to try to cure him. The magenta power of my blood rose against Tennebris and descended along the entire length of his body, spreading with the sweet odor. The bleeding stopped, but the cuts were still visible against the clothes made in tatters. And Tennebris leaned on his elbows, as if he had just tried to disguise a slip, and opened a cruel smile."Well, that must mean that the first scourge was a failure," he contested, in a mocking voice, casting a quick look at the heavens.When thunder cut the sky again, contradicting the sunny
"Oh no, no talking about baths and things in the bathroom" I made a face, and Miguel laughed out loud. He straightened up and I sat down, running my fingers through my hair so that it wasn't so messy. Not that Miguel would care about that. Or that I should care about what he thought was beautiful. Ah, damn it. I didn't want him to notice the conflicts that my mind insisted on preaching to me, so I added as quickly as I could: "Let's talk about the issue we have avoided the most at the moment. Suffers from hell."Yeah, I agree," said Tennebris, suddenly appearing on the wall next to the stairs. He heard the sound of Zylah's voice and raised his eyes minimally, behind him, Kleyphon issued a muxoxo. The sin of Wrath contained the smile." When do we come back, Your Majesty?"We need to stay until all the trumpets sound," I warned, in a firm tone, just so that he didn't realize that all I least wanted was to go back to hell." You... hm... do you know anything about Octavius?Octavius, a si
I thought about it. Anne was not exactly a creature from hell and was also destined for him. I bit my lip as I thought. It was a possibility. But he still did not explain how the queen of demons could freely enter the church and not say the name of God. While a descendant of witches could not attend churches, but could invoke God and his archangels as much as she wanted. It was a fact that Zylah had a sharper sensitivity to detect angelic magic, but some piece did not fit. There was still Kleyphon to enter that whole account; because their interest seemed to be very mutual now. That's because we only knew each other a day ago."I don't know, Zy." I spoke in a tired sigh. The hours slept had been few, my head was throbbing on the sides. And hunger was starting to hit my stomach violently. I had the heavy conscience of leaving the house without eating Miguel's pancakes. Would he prepare and wait for me to come back to eat?" I think we need to research a little more about this. Shall we
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