God touched his shoulder, and Beezlebub broke down into heaving sobs again.
“My son, do not cry, I forgive you.” This only made him cry harder, and then he hugged God’s legs.
“Please, take me with you, take me to heaven.”
“I don’t think you could ever go back to being what you once were, you’ll always crave more—“
Beezlebub interrupted him, “no! I won’t, I want no part of hell or sin or any of it, please!”
God nodded and pulled him to his feet, “ok, if that is how you truly feel, then you may come home with me, but you will need to be asleep for a while, so you can be healed and restored to your original self, you understand?”
Beezlebub nodded and smiled. He looked at me and came over grabbing me into a tight hug, “thank you, I know this was your doing somehow.”
I blushed so hard
