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FALLEN ANGEL (GIFTED)

The girl who bumped into him was the first to rise, cleaned herself from the dust, and offered her hand to help the man who still sat down on the ground. He is still utterly shocked. “I was in a hurry so I didn’t pay attention before. Eh, are you okay?” Azalel’s eyes fluttered several times. He is still dumbstruck by what had happened. No… It wasn’t her who made him stunned in silence. Neither is her sincere apology. “You?? You can see me??” He asked her in disbelief and rose from the ground easily. She frowned at him as if he had just spilled the stupidest question in the world. “Yes, of course, I can. Is there something wrong with it? “Anyway… Are you ok?” "I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you before…” The girl kept apologizing to him and bowed repeatedly in guilt. Azalel didn’t say anything or give her a formal response but he just cleaned his cloak thoroughly. Seeing the person who bumped with her was fine, she then asked another question. But it sounds more like permission to leave as soon as possible. “You look fine, so I can leave now, right? See you…” Then, she rushed out, turned left, and disappeared without leaving any trace. Azalel remained silent on his spot while his eyes keep looking in the direction where the girl was gone. Meanwhile, Reuben came toward him and suddenly stopped his steps. He looked in the same direction where Azalel is looking right now. He seemed so confused. “Aza?” Silence. “Aza? Are you okay?” “Reuben…” "A mortal bumped me this morning…" "WHAT??? IMPOSSIBLE!!!" Reuben shrieked in disbelief. He thought he had misheard the news. “But it was... TRUE!!" "WHEN WAS IT??" "Before you showed up, Reuben..."

Nana15 · Fantaisie
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26       THE BLOODY MOON (2)

Where lights are dim, he rips off your limbs

His evil heart tears you apart

Blood is his one desire

He's the prince of hell and fire

He's the prince of hell and fire

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"And, I beheld when he had opened the sixth seal, and, look, there was a great earthquake and the sun became black as sackcloth of hair and the moon became as blood…"

.........…..

Anatea village, Grave Hill

It is just like another day for the villagers. The spring wind breezed. The greenery scene of a meadow as far as the eye could see. It's such a feast for the sight. It was contrary to the roof of the houses that red-brick and blue clear sky above their heads. The laughs and chattering filled the air. Boosting up the mood of everyone who had woken up so early and do their job as usual.

The Anatea people have been living there since their first generation set their feet on the land and started farming. Soon, from a few nomads, the community grew larger and started building mills, houses, and barns. They not only grow the crops but also, breed the farming animals that they use to work and produce the food for daily meals. For hundreds of years, this village secluded itself from the outer society and live peacefully amongst itself. They are happy and peaceful people. They never hurt anyone. Their heart is gentle and kind. They are the purest form of the kindness of humanity. They're innocent and vulnerable.

They're perfect. As a prey. As a sacrifice.

"What a pity…"

Monav looked down at the neat village underneath and sneered out. He was a human also. Once. Before. He had his glorious happy days before the tragedy happened. But after that day, he never put any trust in humans anymore.

He had lived his short lifespan as one of their kind before. But after that day, he's far much enjoyed his form as a half-demon. It made him powerful and also, gives him some restrictions as well. But, as far as his power growing fast these past decades and he still keeps his human appearance so it made him can move easily in two realms.

On earth and hell. Whenever he needs to.

The Bloody Moon could be seen all over the earth but not every place is able to open the portal. The main reason why Monav chose this place is because of their innocence. A massive of blood must be shed for the ritual and it is requisite to form the portal. Moreover, this place is perfect. This is remote and if he does the massacre here, it won't ring any bells to the outsiders. He also can form an energy shield to cover his wrongdoings and hide everything from the spiritual realm. Eve could help him out in this matter.

"Are you ready for tonight, Monav?"

Eve reached him out and embraced him from behind. Sniffing his scent always made her comfortable and relaxed. A scent of her man.

"I always been ready, Eve. Then and now…"

"It's an honor for us to greet and welcome our lord…"

"Unfortunately, for the villagers, their destiny is fateful tonight…"

..........

Time passed. Midday turns into the afternoon. The sky turns dark when evening comes. And, the surge of energy started to evolve. Monav can feel it. He can feel the rising invisible power seeps into his veins. Flowing through his blood deep inside. He feels like a new reborn. He feels whole as an existence.

Golden layers of sunrays turn into purplish and grey clouds. Closing the day. The mountain wind blew hard and cold. It's freezing. The lights inside the house turned on one by one. It's heartwarming and blissful. Seeing the yellowish light inside that giving you a sense of cozy and a place that you may call home anytime.

It's twilight. It's time when people ended the day and go home to reunite with their loving ones. But, for Monav, the day had just begun. As soon as it reaches its peak, the color of his eyes turned deep-red. A black mist emanated from his body. Surrounded the whole area into a pitch-black bubble gradually. Engulfed the lights. Consumed it slowly.

Then, in an instant, Monav flew down. Deadly fast.

.........

The red moon shone brilliantly at the night sky. It looks eerily beautiful and terrifying at the same moment. But, the scene below was horrifying and gave nausea to everyone who saw it. Mutilated corpses are everywhere. River of blood stained the earth beneath. The quietness is unusual. More like a song of death. Their soul was annihilated.

Among those poor bodies, there was one single figure that still stood solemnly while red liquids are dripping from his fingers. The stench filled the air. The cold wind breezed. It was bone-chilling.

An hour ago…

The massacre began. The mass murder is the ceremony. Their tears and howling pains are the requiems. Their blood is the offerings. Their souls are the prey.

Now, the requirements are done. Soon, in less than a minute, the red mist whirlwind formed immediately. Under the red moon, a rift opened. A stench of sulfur and loud shrieks could be heard clearly as soon as the portal is getting bigger and bigger. Creating an entrance in a full circle. Allowing a sight of the demon realm.

Edom.

The hell gate fully opened. Wave heat suffocated the living breath. Plants turned into dust because of it. Then, a slender figure came out from it. Walked slowly. Full of confidence, with a smile, etched on his handsome gorgeously look.

When Monav saw him, he knelt down and bow his head respectively.

"My lord…"

"It has been a while, Monav…"

It's him. The one and only.

Lucifer.

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Underground, where the city smells

Lives a creature out of hell

Won't see him comin', won't see him go

You're a dead man, and you don't know

He's almost human, he's Satan's pet

His icy hell fire burns your head

He's the prince of hell and fire, oh yeah