THE DEVILS TRADE

REGRETS AND REPENTANCE

THIRD PERSON POV

 Roseangel found herself sitting under a mango tree, a warm breeze blowing her long bangs just enough that she could see the ocean beyond. Every facet was as good as a mirror and a different hue of blue. How odd she thought, that she'd never noticed how many shades of blue there are.  When she looked to the sky she saw two suns, one larger and more yellow than the other. She was evidently on some kind of paradise..HEAVEN! It suddenly occurred to her.From deep within her sobs pulled at her rib cage and her heart felt like it had been bound in steel wire.

“I am a messenger angel. You must continue,” came a voice more soothing than a thousand kisses.  through blurred vision she could see only a man, a man with a glowing face and eyes of orange flame,An old man was walking toward her, she launched herself in full fury, fingers curled into tight fists, arm muscles tense, ready. He didn't flinch or alter his course, he didn't raise a hand to defend himself. Roseangel stopped, breathing heavily, looking into the eyes of one who was only capable of love and fell to her knees, pounding and ripping at the grass. Without meeting His gaze she asked "Why?" knowing that no explanation was needed.

there behind the angelic form emerged two souls..her heart raced and eyes slowly filled with tears she scrambled to her feet and ran towards but out of nowhere invisible  Shackles were tied around her ankles and wrists, chaining her to practically nothing. she struggled and started panicking. than a celestial voice spoke.

"you dont belong here now roseangel..you know very well of your past sins and now you have to pay the price of it!"The guilt sat not on her chest but inside her brain. she knew that what she had done she could never un-do.  only in her silent prayers could she speak her heart to God and beg for His mercy. She didn't feel like she deserved the love of the God but she clung to it and hung the shreds of her sanity on it. She prayed that one day she would feel removed from her sin, washed clean of it, but the guilt was a stain on her, an ugly scar. She had to believe in redemption and rebirth, she had to leave her deeds in past and move on.

"n..no i..i belong here! i asked for forgivness!" roseangel screamed.

"your silence poisoned you. an unnatural void refusing to be filled to prolong your suffering. the secrets that you dont dare to let out has destroyed you. Every grave sin has a price to pay.

"it was a mistake" she cried. "no..no please i beg you!"she hysterically turned towards heaven! "O great lord! i beg you to take me! i know i committed a sin,a sin that has no repentance..i beg you! i beg for your forgiveness' tears escaped her eyes she fell to the ground her face twisted in grimace. "the devil lured me" she said in unison.

"the devil is not evil..the evil one are humans."

ROSEANGEL POV

Try as you might to believe otherwise, everyone fits into one of those categories. Which one are you? Are you good or bad? Light or dark? An angel or a demon?

I know what I am.

When I came of age I realized the life ahead of me was one of anger, pain and hatred. Of darkness. Did I want that? i was shaken to the reality of life.

My eyesight blurred, but not because tears were welling up. Everything became fuzzy; then I saw nothing at all. My consciousness was floating through an empty space filled with a thick static. Throughout the inky space my heartbeats pounded loudly, echoing in my ears, alongside fading pleas for help.Tiredness swallowed me whole. my ebony lashes fluttered and oblivion engulfed me. Sleep came over like cruel shattering waves, more vivid than ever.

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In a moment’s flash, I stand in the midst of a vast darkness. There is a dull spotlight on me, and on my clothes. I glance down at my hands and feet. What’s going on? Fear hits me like a falling tree in an ice storm. I am barefooted, and the soles of my feet are hot. The hair on the back of my head stands up. I am horrified by this vast, empty, wasteland which surrounds me. It’s pitch black. My eyes could not penetrate the darkness no matter which way I turned. It was the complete shutdown of light, except for the dull light around me. This darkness weighed heavily on my shoulders. the forbidden silence immersed around me. There streams the smell of…sulfur. The pungent vapor filled my nostrils, turns my stomach. I hear muffled voices spelling out from my left and from behind me. I hear a ripple of mocking laughter. Waves of rejection and hatred sweep through me. I tried to ran away, but I slammed into an invisible barrier. An unholy voice spoke from below me, “Wait your turn. We will be with you sooner that you want.” i never imagined being scared this bad. my heart ached as i quietly begged for relief but this was my personal hell. the soles of feet started to heat up and body temperature rose.just when I think the flames will finally come for me and I will feel the blistering - they are gone. There is no pain at all and I'm just thirsty. I find myself on the floor and go for some water, lots of water. from afar i saw a familiar silhouette emerge and soon i was hit with a  pang of Anger, pain, sadness - so intertwined that perhaps their names aught to be tweaked to reflect the true origins of those emotions. The guilt was like gasoline in my guts. My insides died slowly in the toxicity, needing no more than a spark to set it ablaze. The fire burnt me out so badly there was nothing left but a shell, an outline of a person.

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"welcome back to HELL sweetheart" Lucifer smirked.

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