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CHAPTER OF THE PAGES - II - Heaven’s kitchen (Two)

Nezariel felt the threat coming from the demon’s aura, but didn’t stand up to confront it. Instead, she only stared at Aamon, with as much indifference in her eyes, as one can gather in a look.Aamon stared back, and the situation persisted for long seconds. Bertrand knew what the angel was trying to do, so he didn’t interfere, even though he would possibly die if he ever tried to.“You’re gonna stand there all night long?” Nezariel asked the demon, as the seconds passed slowly, and the atmosphere changed gradually, from dangerous to awkward.“Uhm... I beg your pardon?” Aamon retorted, uncomfortably. It shifted its weight from one leg to the other, trying really hard not to break eye contact with the angel.“Your food is gonna get cold, and we need to sleep. I’m not gonna play Serious all night, neither are you gonna do anything stupid.” Nezariel’s glare grew even more serious, cold a

CHAPTER OF THE PAGES - III - HEAVEN’S KITCHEN (Three)

ARC: Seeds of Calamity/Mr. Bones

The trio entered a spacious lobby, crowded with what could only be dozens upon dozens of rich people. They could see gold, silver, diamonds, fine cut suits and well sewn dresses all around them. Waiters and other workers passed by them hurriedly, holding plates with lots of dishes and cups above them.For a second, they regretted the decision of entering hastily, without devising a proper strategy.The restaurant seemed to be only for the rich, and they definitely weren’t dressed as such. But surprisingly, the three of them didn’t seemed to be noticed at all by the customers, nor by the staff, which made Nezariel look towards Aamon.“You doing this?” she asked.“Not by any chance.” the demon replied, apprehensively.She then looked at Bertrand, who quickly retorted.“I don’t even know how to do this shit, Neza. Don’t even look at me.”But they didn’t have to wait for lo

CHAPTER OF THE PAGES - IV - Hellscape of lifetimes

ARC: Seeds of Calamity/Mr. Bones

It was hard for her to describe how she felt, once Don came to her sights, beer in one hand, cigarette in the other, a soft and wicked smile.That was Donnovan, right in front of her. And at that time, she was not the angel.She was nothing but a human, who felt, thought, and spoke like a human.By the time she stared at Don, the angel was just Becca, and Becca hugged her former uncle with all she had.“Oh, wow! Ouch, girl, you got strong as hell!”Everyone in the room was silent, as the reunion went on for a few seconds that lasted an eternity. However, even as the hug was about to end, the beastly-looking man stroke Becca’s hair.He looked down to her, noticing

CHAPTER OF THE PAGES - V - Hellscape of lifetimes (Two)

ARC: Seeds of Calamity/Mr. Bones

The girl felt something odd in the atmosphere.It was weird that even with Don getting a hold of the page, she couldn’t sense any true evil around them, nor coming from the one she once called uncle.The sparks revelling in his eyes showed intense energy. A crude form of power that could easily subdue them without breaking a sweat.In fact, it showed exactly the kind of power that was capable of subduing Grand Marquis Azazel, one of the most powerful demons of its rank.Yet, as threatening as Don’s energy was all by itself, the whole aura spreading across the room didn’t feel dangerous at all.So the angel raised her chin, and with a defying look in her eyes, asked straight forward.Read more

INTERLUDE - The immortal game of Good and Evil

ARC: Seeds of Calamity/Mr. Bones

The hotel room was immersed in faint light, and over a large table, there was an old TV model, displaying various types of scenes. From wars and other kinds of conflicts, to more specific scenes, like a group of people chatting in an office, or a woman in suspenders walking aimlessly in the streets.And at that very same table, sat two figures, playing a game of chess, each one thinking carefully before making their move.One of them looked old.Unnaturally old, as if his presence was older than time itself. With thin white hair, wrinkles all over his face, and milky white eyes, that seemed to see everything, everywhere.The other one, sitting opposite to the old man, looked handsome. Like beyondRead more

CHAPTER OF THE PAGES - VI - Hellscape of lifetimes (Three)

ARC: Seeds of Calamity/Mr. Bones

Mathew’s father was crazy.Tormented by the ghost of a war that had already been won over, the old man was only an empty shell, possessed by some devil that inhabited the trenches.Mathew’s home became a hell of yelling, violence, sleepless nights, and military blabbery.Eventually, the boy’s mom left, without saying goodbye, nor leaving any clue of her whereabouts.Such was the fear she felt, of being found for her husband.And she left Mathew to his own lack of luck, to endure the hellscape of his childhood and teenage years, carrying the burden of an abusive father, who neglected his own son, and chose his past instead of a future with his own family.Until Ma

CHAPTER OF THE PAGES - VII - Hellscape of lifetimes (Four)

ARC: Seeds of Calamity/Mr. Bones

Mathew walked and walked, but no matter where he looked, there was not a single trace of any lead that could take him to the place where that girl ended his dad’s life. Where that girl murdered him. The young man forgot how to sleep, the dark circles showing in his light brown skin. And he only kept eating so that he could get stronger, training every day, dreaming of a vengeance that even he couldn’t understand.It felt innate to him, although he knew that he hated his father.But to know that he was killed in cold blood, while completely defenceless...He couldn’t even think of the fact that,

CHAPTER OF THE PAGES - VIII - Wrong side of Heaven, Righteous side of Hell

ARC: Seeds of Calamity/Mr. Bones

Aamon used all his energy to get as far away from the girl as the room allowed, but the earl had lost too much essence in its defiled body, so she wasn’t able to do much against Nezariel’s devastating power.“What the fuck is going on? Didn’t you say you lost your grace after arriving?” Aamon shrieked, desperate, but no answer came, and no one backed her up. She looked at where Bertrand and Purson were, but they were pretty knocked down too.Although she noticed that she was the only one who looked really hurt.Yet, Nezariel only looked at the demon, complete darkness permeating her eyes.Even the light that flickered between the strange amalgamation of colours in her eyes, wasn’t there.&l

CHAPTER OF THE PAGES - IX - Wrong side of Heaven, Righteous side of Hell (Two)

ARC: Seeds of Calamity/Mr. Bones

The town’s landscape unfolded around Mathew in an anxious way. All at once, blinding and deafening. He thought to have seen someone who's back looked like that young woman from the video.He even imagined seeing her being stumbled by a truck, but when Mathew turned once more to see if he was able to look at her face, she wasn’t there.And now, on top of barely sleeping and only thinking of that murderous little thing, his mind was already playing tricks on him. Or that was what Jeremy’s son was thinking to himself, when he kind of stumbled quite badly into a homeless person.“I’m sorry.” Mathew started,

CHAPTER OF THE PAGES - X - Wrong side of Heaven, Righteous side of Hell (Three)

ARC: Seeds of Calamity/Mr. Bones

An abandoned building, somewhere in town Purson was sitting, looking at his noodles while waiting for Bertrand to do his thing.“You know it’s very unlike for the shell of an archangel to be capable of controlling elements, right?” The demon king asked, while looking at his noodles, already hopeless, that he would have a hot meal to warm his sleep.“And why is that?” Bertrand asked, while focusing his thoughts on his extended hand, aiming at the tiny paper pile on the floor right in front of him.“Because the hierarchy of angels splits them in castes.” Purson started explaining. “Archangels are entrusted with protec

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