Gloom

Chapter 375

And if my feelings were, then so was Asmodeus and his promise to see us again.

I looked at my hands, which now looked as ordinary as they had always been. At this point, after experiencing for myself the kind of things I was capable of, and even though it seemed uncomfortable, strange and improbable, I had to consider the possibility that maybe I wasn't human. Not at all. But if I looked at it from another perspective than I had done this time, maybe that wasn't the most important thing. Because how different could humans be from angels and demons? If we were all originated by the same being, were we deep down so different from each other?

The difference was that we had a choice. I could choose.

I clenched my fists tightly as I stood up and, taking a deep breath, squared my shoulders.

The obsession that they always had, the doubt of my origin, that which dominated them so much was really not interesting at all. For me, not anymore. Because what did matter was what he could do with thi