Her Angel Devil

Part 11

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After I managed to persuade Richard to let Sasha on a trip, I decided to rest a bit in the room. But instead of the easy dream I had hoped for, I had strange visions that were not clear to me. And that could only mean one thing that Samael was awake. I don’t know if it’s still possible not to forget, but if that’s the case they’ll certainly look for me, and when that happens I’ll have to tell everyone a secret that even Eon doesn’t know. A secret that I have been hiding from everyone for centuries, and maybe even from myself, hoping that the prophecy will never come true. But I seem to have hoped in vain. Exactly a few centuries ago, after secretly informing the demon king of their plan, I left Aeon to rest because that kind of magic is one that is very exhausting for those involved. I went to the holy hill of Evilis to talk to my ancestors, but the elders of the angels appeared instead. that surprised me a lot, because they never show up, no matter how difficult or dangerous the situation. However, this time they appeared to me, I must have sinned badly.

"Chief Elven Sorceress, are you aware of what your people have done?"

"Yes. I tried my best to fix it, but I couldn't."

"Let's know. Are you willing to sacrifice a part of yourself to maintain cosmic balance?"

"Yes. I will do my best to mitigate the mistake of my people."

"All right then. Listen now to what we're telling you. You have to swear to keep your promise."

"Here you go."

"You Mayriel Rondenville Vison will agree to renounce the soul of your only grandchild in the 6th generation from now on. And until that happens our best warrior angel will fall and become a demon. Until your granddaughter renounces her origin and soul for the sake of him he will be burned. "

"Okay, I agree to that and I swear, but how will I know the time has come?"

"Don't worry. When the time comes, he'll look for you himself."

After that they just disappeared, but I thought that was it. That's why Avriel and I left Cresent Will, we never came back. What if it's Sasha and Avriel, it's going to be worse than I thought, and it's all our fault. After these visions I decided to go to the cemetery, which was very reminiscent of our shrine at Evilis. If that time has really come, Samael will most likely look for me there, because it is the safest place, because even Deon cannot cross the sacred barrier that exists on the graves of the dead. I took a taxi under the pretext that I would like to see the city for a while, and that someone should take Sasha to school so that she could arrive on time. Eon accepted this immediately and let me go without further questions. When I entered the cemetery I felt some calm that I hadn’t felt in a long time, and that’s how I needed it. However, as I went on, it turned into discomfort. Suddenly I felt an incredible coldness that engulfed my whole body, as if someone was drawing all the warmth and life out of me. Only high-ranking demons, or elders of angels, could do that. Since there was no chance of real demons being here, and the elders weren’t sure I was only one meant. Samael. He found me. He seemed to be furious. I gathered all my strength and drove away the fear of myself and spoke.

"I know you're here. Show yourself. You can't scare me with those games. You seem to have forgotten who's in front of you."

For a few moments there was complete silence, but then a rough male voice came through the air, freezing my blood in my veins.

"Hahah. I can't scare you. I wouldn't say old woman. You're not as powerful as you used to be."

"Yeah you're right, but I can still handle you with ease. Looks like you're the one who's scared as soon as you hide, and you don't want to show off."

My words seemed to make him angry because suddenly thunder began to shine. When the lightning flashed in front of me I saw a two-meter giant, full of scars, and the tattoo had one scar above his eye that gave him even more of masculinity and beauty. I think my heart started beating fast this I hadn’t hoped for. In front of me stood a mature man maybe up to 28 years old with black furious eyes, like a volcano before the eruption, short hair was scattered carelessly on all sides to cover the scar, and about the body not to mention I think even the gods envy him. If I were a young girl I wouldn't have a chance to resist him.

"I'm scared. I'm not afraid of anything. I've lived in hell for centuries because of your people, but believe me, it's over. Now it's your turn to suffer."

"No please. She's not guilty of anything. She's not even aware of her origins."

"That's not my problem"

With those words, he just disappeared. So it starts. I just hoped Sasha would be strong enough to choose the right path.