Asmodeus rage thundered across the sky, as he let out crude expletives that will make humans feel like learners. Cursing the angel that left him bruised and bleeding for his cowardice. He needed to vent, his anger was boiling, and needed an outlet. He roamed across the earth looking for victims to fall prey to his vice. He first came across a church where a wedding ceremony was taking place, he smirked to himself time to draw one more soul to darkness.
Asmodeus sneaked into the church with the congregation ignorant of the terrestrial being in their midst. He walked towards the altar and stood behind the groom. listening with mild amusement as the beautiful bride recited her vows and then it was the groom's turn. "And let the fun begin, " Asmodeus thought evilly in his mind.
"The chief bridesmaid looks beautiful, don't you think?" he whispered into the young's man ear and chuckled delightfully when the man's eyes flew to the stunning bridesmaids with her seductive dress that appears more appealing to the young man as he fell under Asmodeus influence.
A cough from the bride called the groom to his senses, he looked into the confused eyes of his bride and couldn't understand what happened to him. One minute he was opening his mouth to read his vows, the next minute he was ogling the chief bridesmaid, his -wife -to -be best friend. He shook his head as if to clear his head of his confusion.
This was funny to Asmodeus who had found it very easy to penetrate the young man's mind. "Don't worry man you can always indulge when the wedding ceremony and I promise you no one will notice," he cajoled softly allowing his voice to sound like a siren in the sea luring their victims to their trap.
The young who is still at lost at what is going on in his mind found himself contemplating fucking the bridesmaid during the reception. While he recited his vows like a robot, his mind filled with the tempting image of the woman naked, and beneath him he found his lust rising to feed the demon beside him.
The young man guardian angel who had stepped out to answer the summons of the Creator came back to see his charge falling victim to wiles of the demon of lust and he sent an urgent SOS to heaven, knowing he was no match for the strength of the demon toying in his territory.
Asmodeus was enjoying a human once again falling prey to their weakness when he felt a change in the atmosphere. A strong power has breached the realm of earth, and that enormous power was familiar to him, as he felt his body react in dread. He knew he had to make a run for it before the being, a Saint who is capable of destroying him makes it to where he is. Without wasting another second he disappeared from the church, releasing the young man from his influence.
The guardian angel went ahead trying to mop up the mind of his ward, cleansing his mind from the dirty control of the demon.
When the saint arrived at the place he was sent by the creator to answer an SOS by a lower-ranking angel, he found everything to be in order, moving forward into the huge building he identified the angel who had summoned for his help. "What is the problem?" he questioned the angel.
Hearing the words of the being beside him, he turned to behold the image of the Saint, who when he lived on earth was known as John the Baptist, the forerunner of the Son of the Creator, who had paved the way for him in his days as a human. The human who had died when the daughter of one of the kings of God's chosen nation had asked for his head, was taken up by the Creator where he has bestowed the power to override most of the high-ranking demons.
"One of my charges was about to be possessed by the demon Asmodeus when I arrived from answering a summon from the Creator, but he must have felt you when you reached this world and he made a run for it.
The Saint nodded his head as he scouted around for the essence of the lust demon, but there was no trace of him around the premises and he knew his services will no longer be required and he turned to the guarding angel. "Next time do a better job of watching your ward and don't allow them to fall prey to the enemy side. We have already lost a lot of them to the other side, we don't need to be losing more, " he admonished the angel before he disappeared.
While all this was happening, none of the humans noticed anything amidst even the human whose mind was nearly possessed attributed it to the too much drink he consumed the previous night at his bachelor party.
Asmodeus materialized in another part of the world, where the sound of an ongoing party reached his ears, he grinned widely before making his way to the source of the noise. Getting close to the building housing the loud noise he dematerialized and materialized inside to be surrounded by drunk teenagers and the smell of sex stinking high to the heavens. The lust demons inhaled deeply saturating his soul with the sexual pheromones emitting from the gyrating bodies around him. This was his kind of scene.
Taking himself to one corner, he caused a chair to materialize out of thin air, which he relaxed and opened all his channel allowing his power to flow all over the place, ensnaring the young minds to his influence, as their lust for flesh, drinks, drugs rose high like a smoke to the ceiling.
Asmodeus basked in the stench of lust filling the place, the corrupted atmosphere taking his mind from the injury inflicted by the archangel and he allowed himself to enjoy the humans decadence.
Asmodeus was lost in the haze when he felt the appearance of another being from the underworld, he disappeared out of the building to the outside and encountered the glowing red eyes of one of the hounds of hell, the Emperor's beast, Leviathan.
"The Emperor's demands your presence at once," the beast communicated in their language before disappearing, not waiting for any acknowledgment from him.
Asmodeus sighed in disappointment at his fun being interrupted but he knows no one ignores the Emperor's summon.
Giving one more longing looks to the building he disappeared.
Jegudiel didn't go back to heaven after he disappeared from Asmodeus, he continued to roam the earth. Traversing the East part of the world he encountered a building where he could hear some raised voices. His curiosity picked he drew closer to know what was happening. Making his way through the open window of the upper room, he went inside to see what he assumes to be a teenager's room. He followed the loud voices which he recognized to be a man's voice to see three people in what appears to be a living room.
He was surprised at the lack of any festive decoration, and looking at the family they didn't appear to be Jewish or Islamist, so why are they not celebrating Christmas he wondered bringing his mind back to the three humans. He started from the young man who was sitting in one of those things humans refer to as chairs, he was sitting with an attitude, his facial expression one of someone who desires to be anywhere but where he was, and Jegudiel could feel the anger and resentment eating up his soul at his parents. He looked so thin like he is not being fed but from the expensive nature of most of the things in the room that wouldn't be the case, and his eyes were lifeless and dull.
jegudiel focus shifted to the man, it seems he was angry at his son for his incessant taking of drugs that were costing him his future, threatening the young man to send him away to a facility that will help him if he doesn't stop.
A sniff drew his attention to the only woman in the room who had tears flowing down her cheeks as she regarded her son. She looked like someone who has run out of options at what to do for her son, and going from the look on the boys face it looked as if he was not affected by his fathers screaming, nor his mothers tear, but beyond all his, I don't care facade, Jegudiel was able to see the lost soul behind all the anger and resentment. He was drowning and looking for someone to save him, but that help is not going to come from his parents.
Deciding to keep an eye on the boy, Jegudiel vanished from the room.
Jegudiel was once again back to combing the face of the earth when another building caught his eye. Just like most of the buildings on earth, this one also showcased the Christmas decoration. He disappeared inside through the door when a human made his way out.
The establishment was filled with people having one meal or the other pair off in twos or more. With conversations rising high from every corner and some of the humans running around serving the seated humans.
From the buzzing noise of all the conversations going on in the room, the one taking place between two women sitting close to the door caught his attention.
The woman with red hair filled with curls was complaining bitterly to another woman with darker skin about how her boyfriend of eight years dumped her after all she has given to him, explaining in a voice tinged with rage how she had come home from work to see the bastard, her words not mine, trusting into a whore in her bed. Again her words, not mine.
He felt sorry for the woman and her disappointment with the male species. It seems she has never had luck with the men she dates. He wanted to tell her that is because she is too quick to give herself to them, but realize that the woman won't be able to hear him, as her mind is dulled by her lack of belief in the existence of higher beings. Deciding to leave the premises and continue on his journey, he varnished from there too.
Jegudiel was just passing a street in one of the countries, the place appeared to be very cold as most of the humans were hurdles in large clothes and from their language, Jegudiel realized he was in the part of the world the human refers to as Russia.
The whole place was covered in white as it seems to be snowing. There was a big building to his left that had so many people inside and through the glass windows he could make out that the humans in there were doing some shopping. The door opened to release a woman, short in stature with long black hair and blue eyes carrying so many bags that were almost pulling her slender frame to the ground.
The expression on her face was what confused him. From his experience, most humans he had seen coming from the shops always had a happy expression on their faces especially the women when they go for cloth shopping but that seems not to be the case with this one, as she was frowning.
She threw the bags into the back of her tiny vehicle before sending a kick to the back tire of her car while she glared at her purchases, her expression one of regret.
Chalking it to one of the human's weirdness, the angel moved on.
Tired of the country Jegudiel decided to explore the Africa continent. His journey leads to a young boy being teased by some group of boys his age. They were making fun of him, taunting him about his big size, and without a care, for the tears running down the young boy's eyes they continued to make a mockery of him.
The angel is usually amazed sometimes by human cruelty to each other, and their incessant belief that one has to be of a particular size to be perfect. Pained by the sight in front of him, he was almost pushed to perform some cool tricks on the four boys making fun of the fat boy, so badly wanted to cause them to exchange bodies with the boy they were bullying but remembered that such a thing was against the rule, he decided to leave the place before for the first time since his existence he breaks the rule.