Preach On

The Devil had entered a church.The king of hell climbed the pulpit and now he was going to speak.The congregation before him awaited what they thought would be a heart felt preaching or testimony from this handsome gentleman who had made a surprise visit to their humble place of worship.

He spoke,"Hello humble people of Earth,I am here today to give you a bit education about judging others.You see,your pastor chose these fine ladies before you to serve as scape goats to be punished for doing what even he had once done".The crowd was in a sudden disarray at what he just revealed.Asmo was pissed off more than before.These hypocrites,they acted like they didn't know their darling Preacher was as human as anyone could be.Some of them were his buddies from back in the days and they also involved themselves in the acts they were about to shame others for.Asmo wanted to roast them all but he restrained himself and took a more subtle approach.

"Don't get me wrong, you can change from your ways and be a born again but to turn around and condemn others who are yet to see the light is outright hypocrisy",He added as it seemed that his speech was swaying the majority of the crowd.

"Preach on !!!", someone suddenly screamed from the crowd unknownly endorsing what was becoming the devil's first sermon.

Asmo was not moved by the supportive cheers of the people before him,he was even surprised that his Father in heaven hadn't struck him down with a brutal lightning bolt already.He was impressed how calm their Father had become.

It was a different story in that distant time of Noah.It seemed so long ago but observing the world he was now in,the world he was now king of,he realized that if their Dad had not decided to cease the destruction of the world with water,this world and it's inhabitants would have been drowning underwater enveloping the whole earth.

The sheer power their Dad showed made them look powerless and helpless as their beloved children,their soon to be demons were slowly and painfully wiped off the face of the Earth.

Asmo snapped out his thoughts to discover that the microphone was no longer in his hand.The Pastor was not only holding the microphone but he had a glass bottle of holy oil in his hands.He threw the content of the bottle at him with most of it spilling on his face and for the first time in a long while, it burned so bad that he covered the area with his hands.How did this hypocrite get his hands on genuinely blessed and really divine oil?.

A harsh wind burst into the room that instant and in the blink of an eye,Asmo saw himself outside the church.He looked around totally alarmed.The only beings with power like that were...?.

"Hello brother",Asmo heard a voice speak behind him.It was the soothing voice of one of the most beautiful men you would only imagine in your dreams.He was a tall gentleman with golden yellow hair,cute small eyes,a tiny nose, adorable pink lips and a heavenly perfect jawline structure that would leave you with only one word to this describe him.He was a real life definition of an angel.

He was Angel Gabriel to be exact and Asmo was definitely shocked to see him of all people standing before him.His presence gave Asmo the hint that his Dad was indeed watching his every move.But this was no time to be a coward.

Asmo didn't care why Gabriel was here he only wanted to know one thing,"Where is Michael". This bold question caused Gabriel to burst into laughter.

After taking his sweet time to settle down he replied,"You see me after so many centuries just to remind me that you're still obsessed with Michael".

Asmo was obsessed not with seeing his older and powerful brother for good reasons.He wanted to fight that Arch Angel of the Lord.Yes,call it crazy but Asmo didn't fear Michael.He was actually enraged by him.

After the seven were cast unto the earth Michael ensured that their eternal lives would become hell.

He ripped off their wings perfectly and chose the powers and glory they would be drained off before they were thrown down like random trash.

Now why would Asmo not want to meet him again.

Gabriel spoke but not to Asmo,"You were right he asked of you first,I guess a devil can't let a grudge go".

Asmo was now mind blown.Was Michael also here?.Yeah he did ask but that was impossible right.

The Father or the divine one was probably sending him on errands or something.But to his disbelieving ears he heard an authoritative and commanding voice that could only be possessed by no one but The Arch Angel Michael speaking from behind him.