246 Today is the day

I looked over the lists of tasks I made for myself, checking one more time that everything was ready. The troops had the equipment, the training and with each passing day—more and more impatience for seeing the mortal realm. The generals shared it. The necessity to deal with the organisational troubles like supplying everyone with everything necessary grew insufferable long ago. Oh, the Master of Sin left people who could deal with it in his absence, but often they were unable to decide on things without his word.

I really longed to leave Hell, and the fact that today I won't felt like a spear in my chest. Damn it! I hated to keep hiding in fear, but there was a reason, a good reason for it.

I took a deep breath and reminded myself that in just one more day, even less—just enough time for my fighters to attack and create the distraction I needed—I will follow them towards the sun. Meanwhile, there was one person I needed to talk with.