Chapter 56: LLUMING'S RESCUE

Out of love, and pity of the humans,

Lluming did all of what he can,

Determined to be taken, by the low-life demons,

He traded his immortality, just to be taken to prison.

He took the appearance of a 20 year old man,

Black hair, brown eyes, brown skin, tall to sight,

An anchor necklace, and black sleeves,

Blue jeans, and down he leaves.

The demons, failing to sense his powers decided to have him in,

While Lluming pretended to feel hopeless, but he's smiling, though not seen,

Even with his immortality gone, in him still lingers,

A large amount-of unsurrendable powers.

He saw Ken, who would always be eager to sleep,

He wondered why such habit, this boy weirdly keeps,

And after conversing, he found out that he's a seer,

The last of his kind, one destined to instill fear.

The long descendant, of a supernatural and a human,

Who once fell in love, before such madness began,

He now realized, why such eyes brown eyes seemed familiar,

And now felt determined, to have him out of this cellar.

"If you are truly an angel, please tell me where I can find her,"

"So you've dreamed of the other half? Do you know what she looks like?"

"Brown haired, brown eyes, quite tall, and looks serious,

I would have come and search for her...if not for the obvious,"

Lluming looked at the surroundings, and told Ken to stay behind,

"Searching for her is too dangerous, so I will go ahead, I hope you don't mind,"

"But what about her? What must we do?"

"You must join, for this war, we needed you two,"

Ken was still confused, how was he the one?

How was he chosen? What had he done?

Despite the uncertainties, and the fear in his chest,

He nodded and agreed, "Dear angel, do your best,"

Lluming smiled, and turned into a bird,

When already out, he went back to his form to search,

It felt difficult, to mix and avoid the suspicion of demons,

And to ignore the sad prayers, of the people in prisons.

Upon his search, he swore he heard a lot of people shouting,

It also felt as if, someone was gnawing and biting.

Now unable to control the undying concern for humans,

He hurried to find the place,

Even with the lack of luminance.

The seek took a while, till the exact location he determined,

And his heart immediately fell, of such horrible scene.

He saw the bloodied tiles, and the countless bones scattered,

A running man, and a bloodied horned monster.

Lucifer left, after Satan made a request,

And Lluming then felt, that even if he didn't save the rest,

The poor man he must save at least,

From this hungry messy beast.

...

Robert with his belt, climbed the pillar, hoping the demon won't reach,

But even without wings, this demon was a clawed beast,

He easily climbed, and when about to reach his feet,

Lluming intervened, alas! Robert has a chance to retreat.

He ran to the opposite direction,

While Lluming takes care of the action,

Already in his original form of blonde hair and blue eyes,

Beelzebub quickly remembered him, and he knew what was wise.

Beelzebub, though the most beastlike, was not that strong compared to others,

He knew well, for he thinks, that he cannot be stronger,

While Lluming was trying to fight him, he quickly rose his hands to surrender,

"Take the human with you, I promise not to tell the others,"

Lluming smiled, and to assure Beelzebub's words,

He scraped his neck, "Don't do anything absurd,"

Taking the warning seriously, Beelzebub nodded immediately,

As he ran away, still in four, in a hurry.

The angel searched for Robert and found him shaking,

He was dumbfounded, like a cold puppy shivering,

Lluming held his hands, and told him a little something,

"I'll take you to safety, trust me, I'm not lying,"

Robert nods his head, and in thankfulness, he started crying,

"God...He saved me, all because of me praying,"

Lluming softly smiles, his faith sure was amazing,

Good thing he came along, or he'd be dead, even of a countless trying.

After a while, his thoughts went back to the fearsome monster,

A beast that once, was a friend to others,

Beautiful, fun, someone close to the Masters,

Now only a beast, with insatiable hunger.

Lluming sighed as he recalled the scene,

Of where Beelzebub, lost his gorgeous wings,

How he shouted, for help from between,

Yet a lack of regret, for his deadly sin.

And down he fell, together with the prideful Lucifer,

To the depths of hell, where he forever seek for supper.

And as much as Lluming want, to bring him back to the heavens,

He's far too gone, to stop, and be forgiven.

He was always thirsty for blood, and a greed for consuming flesh,

His shirt no matter how many, would always be tainted fresh,

And day by day, he loses more of himself,

His connection to the world, becoming less and less.

If only he did not dare be fooled,

By the cunning Lucifer,

If only he denied evil and chose good,

Perhaps his fate would have turned out better...

...

Beelzebub, still hungry, quickly searched Asmodeus' rooms,

He had many women, so having a few missing won't be obvious,

He grabbed them one by one, saved for his friend's favourites,

And after compiling his meal, he then continued to feast.

They screamed, and tried to punch him,

As he skin them alive, without even trying,

The irony smell of blood never failed to be enticing,

And the little hunt, undeniably exciting.

But even after he finished, a bit of him was still wanting more,

And when he searched, for something else to tore,

He heard the sweet lullaby, Sellena sung to the little boy,

Touched and regaining, his senses like before,

He stopped himself, from opening the door.