I was about to ask him to continue, but then he spoke:—When they saw which demon was involved, the angels summoned a high-ranking demon to take care of us. He dictated that our case had to be carried out in Hell, since it was not about anyone, but about Zeross himself... The "Ambitious and bloodthirsty Zeross". "Asmodeus's greatest rival," he said in an unfriendly, mocking tone, rolling his eyes wearily. And I remember two things very clearly. The first: that the angels who came indicated to Aeriele that she no longer belonged to the Divine Stratum. That heaven was no longer her home and that, therefore, Hell could do whatever it wanted with her... And the second: that I looked in the distance, at a small and miserable group of curious humans hidden among the trees, spectators. that they were satisfied with the angels' decision, as if it were the right thing to do. As if we deserved what was about to happen to us. I looked at the mortals, the same ones Aeriele had saved and helped d
Even though he wasn't looking at me, I was able to appreciate how a feeling as dark as it was unknown had colored his features, to the point of making him look dangerous and frightening... But at the same time it made me long to know what that other thing was that I couldn't perceive."I'm not sure how long it lasted." Asmodeus chained me to a pillar in his torture arena so that I could see everything ... I recognized on his face, every time one of the three was beaten, the satisfaction that this caused him. They did all kinds of bestialities to Aeriele and Kaspiel, and I didn't have the strength for anything. Neither to help them, nor to flee from that damn place. There were a thousand demons ready to watch and participate. Even Zeross, with his enormous size and imposing manner, was humiliated and reduced his pride to nothing… his endless martyrdom only ended when Asmodeus grew bored of them, and set their bodies on fire. Not just any one. There is a special fire, one that only a f
—Are you in charge… of the Apocalypse? —I asked breathlessly."No," he replied more calmly, shrugging his shoulders. I only play an insignificant role in it. There are several others with the same position as me, with their own hordes of demons at their command. —Out of nowhere, a short, nervous laugh assaulted him, throwing me off balance—. Aeriele didn't want me to hate them, and instead what I did was join the cause for their destruction. —She laughed a little more, until his smile began to slowly fade. Then, understanding took over his features, as if only now, after all these centuries, had he realized this fact. And she added in a whisper, "What would she think of me if she were still alive?"The lump that had formed in my throat due to the sudden fear of his confession prevented me from speaking immediately, and I had to clear my throat. Although he didn't really seem to be waiting for an answer, as his gaze returned to the river.“You did what you had to do to survive,” I whis
He shook his head slightly stubbornly, unconvinced. Before he added anything else, I hastened to say:—But I think the real reason was because they loved you, Azazziel. They wouldn't have endured all that if it hadn't been like that.I saw him furrow his brow and shake his head in another stubborn denial. However, a couple of seconds later, a barely perceptible half smile appeared on her face, although it was fleeting.Azazziel looked up until his eyes focused on my face."Stop looking at me like that," he muttered bitterly. I don't need you to pity me. I only told you so you'd stop fucking bothering me.I frowned. I wasn't aware of exactly how I was watching him, but I immediately stood up and crossed my arms while looking away."I don't pity you," I lied, trying to show disdain."I feel like I have to apologize for the bar," he said. It almost seemed to me that she resorted to it in a desperate act to change the subject and forget everything before. It partly worked, because I immed
-Jealousy? —I inquired when he did not complete the sentence."No," he replied, with complete conviction and a bit of harshness. I have never felt jealous of anyone.—And what do you call the scene you created?—I'm selfish, like you said. "She," he shook his head in a nod filled with certainty. It's that, nothing more. I don't want you to get confused, or get your hopes up.A sharp pang shot through my chest, but I refused to let him feel it. I nodded as my eyes returned to the window, watching the raindrops hit the glass."Whatever you say," I murmured, grateful that my voice didn't break or show any emotion, and praying to myself not to bring it up again.But he continued talking.—What I'm trying to say is that... despite how strange you make me feel, and that for some reason I can't act with you the same as I do with the rest of the world, I'm not trying to have a relationship. I do not want that. I don't know what it's like to have an affair with a human, and I'm not interested
I swallowed hard in an attempt to dissolve the lump that suddenly formed in my throat. Shock, surprise and confusion wreaked havoc inside me, and I didn't know what to respond.I turned sharply, turning my back on him, and strode down the street."He's lying ," a malicious voice whispered in my mind. «He is not going to give you your soul back. "He's not going to undo the pact, he has no reason to, he doesn't give a shit about you . "I shook my head to silence the voice. But a dizzying sensation, more violent and overwhelming, gripped my chest and prevented me from continuing to walk. I remained motionless, standing in the middle of the street, flooded by both the rain and the images that shook my mind.Something came over me at that moment. Something unknown vibrated in the center of my chest and pulled me in the direction he was fleeing from. The weight of what had happened today hit me more abruptly than the cold of the atmosphere. More devastating , because it was a betrayal of
—So… —Nat's voice was heard calm but cautious through the cell phone—now you are fully aware that you like him.I closed my eyes, pursed my lips and took a deep breath."Yes," I muttered."That you like it, like it," she insisted, as if to be sure of what she had heard.I swallowed hard, because that statement alone made an uncomfortable weight settle in my stomach. I leaned back, letting my entire body fall onto the bed."Yes..." I repeated in a low voice, emanating defeat."But you don't want to be with him," he pointed out.-No.I shook my head, as if she could see me."Oh, woman," he sighed, "who understands you?"I also let out the air trapped in my lungs, while my eyes swiveled to different points on the smooth white area of the ceiling, as a form of distraction.“I don't know, Nat.” My lips twisted into an involuntary grimace. I don't even know why I'm telling you this.—Because I'm your friend, duh ! "She," she exclaimed with so much energy that she forced me to move the cel
-Not now! —She interrupted me abruptly in her haste—. Ask him, if you want. See you, Ams. —And he hung up, without giving me time to say goodbye.I let out a dismayed snort, as I looked at the device with the broken screen in my hand, and in the corner of which a black strip was already visible that obstructed the clarity of the image.I stared absently at the ceiling again and stayed like that for a while, still feeling the painful pulsations attacking my head. She also had a slight discomfort in her stomach, but she wasn't sure if it was from too much alcohol or from the realization of what had happened the night before.After Azazziel told me that I should go inside because I was too soaked from the rain, the first thing I did was dry myself off and, immediately after, curl up on the edge of my bed, with my arms wrapped around my knees, and I stayed still. that position for a period that seemed eternal to me.The flurry of my thoughts seemed to get worse every time I went over what