Louis put his hand on his ring. Was he really Lucifer? Amon never said anything to the contrary. Louis hadn't given it much thought in the past few days. Amon's word had been very encouraging and had given him new courage. He wanted to live with Amon, as a demon. Louis was not someone who would give up his demonic side to be human. He judged people too low for that. He only wanted one thing. Live with Amon.
Other demons appeared next to Decus, kneeling down and bowing their heads. When another demon appeared, Godric had taken a step back. It was the red warrior. He stepped in front of Louis and got on his knees. "Sir. I am your sword and your shield. Order me to attack and I'll follow Lucifer's words. ”Louis widened his eyes, looked down at Cain. Of all the demons, this one had convinced him the most. Louis felt the bond with Cain. It was his right hand, one of his creations. Louis confusion, which was going on in his head, became clearer. "I ... am Lucifer," he whisper
Lucifer, however, had had enough of the sight. He couldn't say whether he should be angry with Decus for betraying him or angry that he was presumptuous to take his place. It seemed to be both. "I'll destroy you and then I'll see what I'm up to, what I'm thirsty for ~" were Lucifer's ominous words. "No! Don't go Louis! ”Amon shouted and grabbed Louis' wrist. He paused and looked at Amon. The priest could not hold his wrist for long, however, when his hand began to smoke and small, blue flames emerged from between his fingers. In pain, Amon let go and looked at the blush that had revealed itself on his hand. Lucifer was a being too powerful to be touched by angels and lower demons. Its darkness was too powerful for the body and burned anyone that was not of its blood. Amon was lucky. As an angel he had been able to withstand the power of Lucifer for a few seconds and only suffered such a minimal burn. This healed in seconds thanks to Amon's healing powers. "Be silent, Amon, and
Louis and Godric noticed the change in Amon's gaze. Godric suspected what his ancestor was thinking. He had finished with that. He had sacrificed his own happiness and life to end this chaos. Amon didn't want to go the easy way and leave with Lucifer. He knew Armageddon and the war would eventually catch up with them. This was not Amon's wish. He wanted peace for everyone. Most of all, he wanted a life for Lucifer. Amon would die. If not here, then in a few years. Heaven would separate them and Lucifer would not want to let that happen. So Amon wanted to get ahead of it."Fast! Come with me! ”Asked Amon. "Why should I?" Asked Lucifer, fending off an attack by an angel and burning him. "More annoying than blowflies," Lucifer grumbled. "I beg you!" Amon took Lucifer's hand, pulled him aside when a beam of light shot at him. Amon knew that Lucifer had protection, but he wanted to protect his friend. Amon drew in a sharp breath as his hand began to burn again. It was Decu's
The divine hymn was completed and the coffin lid closed over Lucifer. The magical power completed what Amon had started. The fire gathered around the stone container, while the divine light gave rise to parchments that were attached to the coffin lid. Rest in peace sinner, burned into the lid. The fire died down and the stone container was closed. The symbols lit up and the gate closed ... Lucifer hit the lid with all his might, but couldn't do anything. For a long time it was not only Amon's power and the one that Amon had borrowed from him, but the power of God that worked here. Lucifer was wounded by Amon's sacred wound. He couldn't mobilize his strength in time and so he had no chance.There was silence and the torches went out ...Godric was still kneeling on the floor, hands clenched into fists. The tears ran down his cheeks. His ancestor ... Amon ... was dead. He had sacrificed himself. You could say in his time that this was a tragic love story, thought Godric
Amon looked thoughtfully at a broken picture. It showed angels fighting devils. One of the many pictures that hung in the mausoleum. Amon kept thinking of Louis. Godric was right. Louis had trusted him, so Amon gave him a home, new knowledge and much more. Amon received protection and affection, even reciprocated. But now everything was gone. The contract was broken. Amon's soul, sealed in the angel statue for all those centuries since he stayed with Louis as promised, was set free and would soon go to heaven. The statue, the anchor point, was destroyed. Decus had severed the bond between his brother and Amon again. Amon closed his eyes and put his hands on his chest. He, too, felt guilty for betraying Louis. He had it sealed. He had previously conveyed to him that not all people are bad. Now, of all people, the intermediary broke his promise and locked him up, would break a promise again because he would go to heaven. Amon wasn't there when Louis woke up as promised. Amon had wishe
"So. So the little one got his angelic power. That won't help him either. Isn't it Lucifer? ", Decus laughed, who was standing with Lucifer on the platform of the tower. Lucifer had felt Amon's strength and clenched his fists for a brief moment. Godric seemed to have become aware of his blood, as Lucifer felt another aura next to Amon, which he could clearly assign to Godric. Now the aura was just not so human anymore, it had a touch of heaven. "That won't help you either ..." Lucifer whispered angrily and narrowed his eyes for a moment, did not answer Decu's question and looked up. In front of Lucifer was a gate that was almost open. This gate was made up of skeletons that were woven together. At the top of the gate was a large skeleton, the arms of which seemed to embrace the skeleton of the gate. This skeleton had large, outstretched, bony wings. The gate was huge and took up the whole height. The holy tower and its platform lay above the clouds. Fifty feet above the platform was
Godric felt like his head was going to explode. What happened to him? He did not know. He felt this stabbing pain, saw the dark aura that had wrapped itself around his body. He opened his eyes in shock, and began to tremble. There were images in front of his eyes that he had never seen before. It was like a movie he couldn't remember. "The ... shame ..." he whispered and couldn't close his mouth in shock. He stood paralyzed while every single image burned itself deeply. Godric never knew exactly what shame he had put on himself, but all this time he had felt a sin. A sin he couldn't explain. The dark wing was the last evidence that Godric didn't want to see it. Even as a child, Godric wanted to have wings like an angel. To be free and to see the world from above, to feel the light of God. But something in him had kept telling him he was not worthy. No matter what Godric had done, how many souls he saved, how many believers he had put on the right path. That dirty feeling was never g
Lucifer saw him in the sky and had noticed the sudden increase in strength, but still had no rush to help his brother, who tried to push the staff out of his chest, but burned himself with every touch. Godric knew he didn't have forever because Decus would make it and break free. He didn't think Decus would let such a trick keep him in check for long. He had to act quickly, as the demon was about to remove the staff, despite the burns to the claws. “Hear me at heaven choirs. Give me strength! Let the power of the judge strike this sinful being! ”Cried Godric. A magic circle appeared under Decus, which was moving. When Godric had said the last word, lightning struck right in the center of the circle where Decus was. A loud scream could be heard while Amon only raised his eyebrow. "A variation? Not bad. ", He admitted and let Godric slide safely back onto the platform, since Decus lost consciousness from the impact. Amon's staff had intercepted the lightning directly and l
"I was bothered a lot," replied Godric and drew a cross in front of him and said a quiet prayer for the dead angels. Their sacrifices were useless. There shouldn't be any more, Godric thought to himself. But at Lucifer's request, he smiled slightly. Apparently, Lucifer seemed to accept the words anyway. "Time! It has passed, but there is still a lot of time ahead of you that would like to be lived by you. Your world! Can you rebuild yourself. The monastery was just stones, they can be replaced, but not life. You can get the usual fun and experience, but it's much more fun with company. ”Godric smiled openly at the devil. He had nothing to lose. He wanted to meet Lucifer openly, to show how serious he was. Amon also turned to the two when he had made sure that no more angels would come. "Yes! First think of the beautiful company Assiah has to offer! Don't forget all that meat! I'm sure women are much more open today and the meat is much more tender! ”Godric put a hand on