And I knew it was repeated everywhere in the world. That would be too specific for people to ignore. Someone would be awake now. Whether it was a homeless person or a curious person who had been investigating the skies in search of more answers about last night's meteors, there would be someone on standby, and this someone watched everything, not knowing that the queen of hell ran towards certain death, ran in a frantic attempt to save everyone. Then my conscience hit me, and I stopped running, because the sea was still too far away, as if bewitched to run far away from me until I was at a time when I couldn't do anything else. My neck hurt when I tried to see the top of that wave. A single wave that would fall on everyone, dragging houses, people, and lives. It didn't matter if they were sinners, everyone would feel the Wrath of the Creator. Everyone would feel the end times approaching. And the panic hit my stomach.I found myself falling to my knees on the sand, feeling the few dro
I opened my eyes again when my scream ceased. And the waves were already in their normal state. The skies were silent. The world was still watching. Down there, in hell, the demons should still be raising their heads to see the queen, to see that, once again, a whole world bowed before her. And it was from this perception that I began to invoke the aquatic creatures of hell, ordering them to protect those waters, ordering them to no longer allow the presence of angelic magic in those oceans.And a supernatural roar made me understand that it had worked. I didn't even have to open my eyes to see an immense creature submerging from hell to the earth, through its waters, to see the animal without eyes and with an immense mouth, but closed, because I felt it. The creature waited among the waters, waiting for the moment when he would have free will to travel through the oceans, spreading infernal magic in every corner, trying to retard the power of God and his archangels. I nodded only onc
In fact, both Miguel and Kleyphon have been trying to do something to help me control the fury released by the Creator. Kleyphon still had the angelic magic, so he managed to get Miguel to the beach, but when they finally arrived, I had already solved the whole problem and invoked the sin of Pride to the earth. Miguel watched me for a while, feeling that infernal power that I released without any intention of containing it again, but he didn't ask questions or say anything. He came back with Kleyphon through that magic portal, and I took Tennebris and Octavius in my car. I knew that one of the greatest qualities "and defects" of Octavius was to always know my wishes and show himself requested. So it was not a surprise that as soon as we were inside the car with the windows closed, and he was sitting in the passenger seat next to me, he took a deep breath and frowned his whole face as he watched me."I smell the angelic magic in you," said Octavius, and I just raised an eyebrow to show
"I believe you've never really seen your legions of demons, majesty," Octavius said with a giggle." Witches exist in hell, as well as most of the creatures that humanity repudiates. Hyenna's aquatic creatures, for example, are monsters feared by humanity and exiled by nature itself. You must never have seen the giant and ancestral beast that watches over the waters of the territory of envy. There is much more about hell, besides the creatures you found wandering around your castle.About Hyenna's aquatic creature, I even knew much more than most. The animal had tried to attack me when Lilith” in his attempt to make the pain and fear of dying cause my powers to submerge” drowned me in those waters and abandoned me to my own luck. I had not seen more than a huge mouth ready to attack me, but that had been enough for me to know that the animal was old and as cruel as its owner. Besides, I myself had a dog to guard my gates, and a snake with horns to protect my spirit. Snake of which was
"Did you ever see any figure or did you feel like you were being watched?" Questioned Octavius, sitting on the couch, carefully observing Zylah's physiognomy, as she denied with her head. The presentations had been brief, the archangels left us alone in the room, but Tennebris insisted on standing in the corner as an apparition and observing everything. Anne was standing next to me, because it was Zylah's turn to go through the inspection of Pride sin. I didn't know at what point we had defined that he was the holder of the truth, but he was another supernatural creature that could feel anything he saw from Zylah. A second statement." Have you ever felt weak in the presence of another person, or slightly altered in a group of strangers?"No, I've always been very normal, until I met Elena's friends," she said, taking a meaningful look at Tennebris. The sin of anger opened a slow smile, giving a small nod in the direction of my friend. She sighed, looking quickly at me." I grew up list
Once again, Octavius moved on the couch to focus all his attention on her. He shook his head, in doubt. Anne issued a whistle. I didn't know if at that time she already had a suspicion that it was part of something very vital and important in hell, such as a princess, or something like that. I had not even told them that the territory of Laziness and Lust was currently without a ruler. Although I passed the power of the territory of laziness to Tennebris, he was too mean for that. For a moment, I ended up wondering if Zylah would not take Vraxlon's place, and Anne would be quietly in that kingdom of fire and illusion of laziness. The idea was too strange, and I almost lost Octavius' explanation."In fact, the title of prince or king is nothing more than a sovereign who can tell his subordinates when to act or not," Octavius said. Arianna is not just our queen. She is Lucifer's daughter, she has Lilith's spirit around her, and she is a Banshee. Your powers are not linked to your title.
"We don't see her that way, Anne," Zylah said in a cordial tone, but with slight shame reddening her cheeks." I even get a little angry with that bible that you carry everywhere. I get stressed about your way of seeing the world. But what do I not get stressed about in my life? Don't take into account my opinions. Don't change it because of me. It is better to be a religious to the extreme, than inclined to Satanism like me. We are opposites, and that makes us special. We've always been like that. You can scold me if I make too many inappropriate comments."When did you gain all this maturity?" I mocked, giving a pat on Zylah's cheek. She laughed, pushing my hand away. I turned my eyes to Anne. Her face was illuminated. Not that I was touching your body to make your soul shine, but for some kind of happiness it awakens. Since the whole truth had been thrown at the fan, Anne had been the most affected and angry person. Now, for whatever reason, she seemed more willing to talk about it.
Now that we no longer had a way to talk through our thoughts, I found myself thinking about what he would be doing at that moment. Would Octavius have already ended all the patience and good will of the archangel? Or were they too busy trying to prevent Tennebris and Kleyphon from snapping each other? Whatever the scenario, it would still be hilarious for me, so I laughed. The sound of my voice echoed absurdly in the bathroom, and again I had that strange feeling of being watched. I turned my eyes to the coat hanging on the wall, but it remained motionless.Shaking my head, I turned off the water and began to dry myself, wrapping the towel around my body. I was already going out the door. I was already very close to simply leaving, when I noticed a different, fragrant breeze, in a smell that I knew very well. So, I turned to look. There was nothing, but I took a step forward, standing aside for the mirror and the coat on the wall. Again the feeling of being watched, now even stronger.
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