Chapter: 4.
******Thunder and Lightning blended into one in Obenis's rage. One of the Six powerful Celestial Gods. Obenis the god of the Middle Heavens known as Cerulean. His now enemy Yidis, the god of the Underworld, known as Shivvara. Both Gods once were friends but as they found their eternal brides, and began to have children, a rift began to rise among their wives and children and slowly it got passed onto their friendship. When Amiatta, the wife of Obenis, poisoned the first son of Yidis, Siurdem whom she also had an affair with and to conceal her sin, she poisoned him. When Obenis learned of this, his anger was so great he turned Amiatta into a Star, but Yidis was displeased with his choice of punishment for her grievous sin committed against his son, and he confronted Obenis for it.*******"You were partial with your punishment to your Wife, Obenis," Yidis roared before the god who once was his bosom friend.A line split between the god's forehead as he watched his friend condemn his choice of punishment against his wife. "She is no longer considered my wife, neither is she a goddess but a common star whose only duty from here on is to serve her brilliance upon the Earth. Is this not enough justice for the death of your son?" His voice broke multiple times between speeches, which was out of character for the great god.Obenis was heartbroken.His wife may have wronged him, betrayed his love, and slept with the son of his best friend but above all, it was Yidis’ anger toward him that hurt him the greatest. They were once inseparable. The God Obenis and his Loyal Companion Yidis. It was through their friendship that the First Order was restored among the Six Heavens. Both the Underworld and the Middle Heaven shared the greatest union. The Heavenly Realms envied their friendship. For where one is, so shall the other be. But all that came to an end upon Amiatta's betrayal, even worse, she murdered Siurdem, Yidis’ only beloved son.Then to conceal her sin, she turned him into a River and sent him down to the Earth. Yidis wept upon learning he could not give his son a final resting place. The son of a god, and now a common River condemned to serve the mortals for all eternity.Obenis wished to punish Amiatta more than the punishment he bestowed upon her, but he could not bring himself to do so on his wife.But at what price?"Death would have been more desiring for such a mighty crime so she can stand before the Second Heaven for judgment… For as a star, she can not cross the bridge of Plains and therefore shall not attain judgment and rejection into the Third Heaven, which would have been the price she pays for her sin… You did not Punish her, Obenis… You spared her!""I did it for you-""You did it for yourself, Obenis!"Yidis was right. He did it for himself. He could not condemn his wife to such damnation. Should he have given her death, her soul would wither away from the Heavens, she shall neither reincarnate nor attain her glories, and knowing this, Obenis turned her into a Star instead. He indeed spared her, even though she may not be deserving of such mercy."Your son indulged himself with my wife…" Thunder rose at the sound of Obenis's voice. His anger intensified. "He laid with the wife of a god! The son of my best friend! He indulged in her sin… he allowed himself to be swept away by her tender breasts… he slept with that which wasn't rightfully his, and hid it away from you… from ME! Is it unjust what he had done? Did he not wrath me, my dear Yidis? Did he not betray your friendship with me?""Who could resist a Goddess, Obenis… one as graciously endowed as your wife Amiatta should she come upon them, who I ask… who?!" Dark clouds began to rise from behind the god Yidis in his rising rage. "He was fooled by her.""Even so, Yidis, should he not have resisted her? If he were so innocent, would he not have come to you immediately upon committing such sin? And did he?""I considered you my vow, Obenis, but you have broken me, and nothing can mend this split you have wrath upon my spirits.""Yidis-""Upon these Grounds, I curse your wife Amiatta, for taking away my son, I shall seek her fate in the like manner, and I rend myself from thee, Obenis, for you shall neither be considered even as once a friend of Yidis nor shall you have a place in my heart henceforth!"Yidis left the presence of Obenis with a vow never to set eyes on him again. A thousand years later, Yidis found the Star which was Amiatta, and melted her into a vast piece of land, then sent her forth to the Earth to be used by mortals for all eternity, just as she had done to his son. And beside this land, the River which was Siurdem flowed.When Obenis learned of this act, the first war between the gods broke out, and Obenis won, sending Yidis and his angels farther into the Underworld. A celestial meeting was summoned and all the Gods presented themselves before the Third Heavens, and the first Division was established between the Ceruleanians and the Shivvarians.Yidis and his angels after the Division was cast, often found means to cross the Division and enter into the Lands within Cerulean walls, only to cause trouble and bed their weak. These had gone on for far too long and all in an attempt to irk Obenis further. Like a child chasing useless chaos instead of admitting to their wrongdoings, Yidis indulged himself in a quest to provoke and push the limits of his once bosom friend. And each time, Obenis allowed him his childish antics and indulged Yidis with his mindlessness pretending not to be bothered by his actions and the sins of his angels, for he still blamed himself for how he had unjustly handled Amiatta's judgment. But, above all, he missed Yidis more.Their friendship was considered Divine even by the Third Heavens, and how greatly they have failed in their friendship.What fools they were.What fools.And until Obenis's mindlessness began to spread across Cerulean, as gossip of the god's weakness toward Yidis. Rumors of his incompetence and inability to defeat Yidis rose and when Obenis could no longer bear it, and realizing that Yidis and his angels weren't ready to back down, Obenis took the last step.He went before the Third Heaven and demanded a meeting to which he begged for permission to put Yidis in his place and to end their union once and for all. This would come at an even greater price, and although Obenis would reluctantly agree, his heart would ache for all eternity."You wish to repel him from the Heavens and Damn him and his angels into the Underworlds as permanent Dwellers?" One of the Celestials inquired, and Obenis after much consideration nodded and voiced his reply."Yes, My Lords!""Then so shall it be, from this day forth, the Shivvarians shall be known as the Dark-winged, their transformation from the pure Heavenly bodied they possess shall be ripped from them, and they shall take upon a more Darker form, and this shall come into existence with your final judgment upon Yidis, Obenis… So think carefully before you speak your judgment upon your friend, for a word Passed shall never be Taken Back… Now Go!"Once Obenis got the permission granted from the Third Heavens, he let out his wrath upon the Shivvarians for the second time, only this time great measures would ensue to make sure such an act is never brought upon his Lands.Obenis let his anger rage like the tempestuous storm winds, roaring like thunder crashing down upon Shivvara and its inhabitants. He was wrath beyond words, and his anger prevailed for thousands of years. It was a time not easily forgotten.And after the War was over. Obenis created Three Laws to govern all Ceruleanians and to keep the Shivvarians farther away. And the greatest of the Laws- 'There Shall Be No Union Between A Ceruleanian And A Shivvarian’ And should any be found breaking one of these Laws, to the Shivvarian, they would be sent into the Gallow, in the hands of the Whipping Soldiers, they shall suffer, stripped of their spiritual powers, and imprisoned for two thousand years. And to a Ceruleanian who breaks one of these Laws and is found in Shivvara, they shall be sent into Empyrean Fields where they shall suffer enslavement by the hands of the shapeless demons for two thousand years.And another bridge was formed, separating both Worlds and sealing them with the new Laws.Thousands of years passed and the Laws guarded Both worlds and all abided by these Laws. And since neither the Shivvarian nor the Ceruleanians could break the Great Celestial Seals protecting the Bridges, neither could cross nor enter.Until they found each other.A Ceruleanian and his Shivvarian friend.Chapter: 5.******The Ceruleanians are known as the White-winged and to the mortals; angels, the bringers of Goodwills, and messengers of the Third Heavens. They Ruled over the Earth and served directly under the Third Heavens. They were the first celestial beings to be created by the Third Heavens after the Gods created the Heavens and Earth. They Ruled over the Earth and served directly under the Third Heavens. Ceruleanians now known as Angels after Obenis Laws, were allowed to have free will, and it was an angel's duty to serve as a messenger and bring good word and knowledge to the humans. And this is precisely what Azrael did for a long time. He traveled across Plains and Planets and brought good tidings to its inhabitants oftentimes helping in escorting Souls of the Dead across the Black Death River.As a busy Angel, Azrael led a decent lifestyle, adored by many, feared by some. He was friendly and well-suited to his job and the people he served. But even then, Azrael had a ten
Chapter: 6.******Steven Martins and his co-officer Murray Gray stood side by side with each taking turns to hammer their fists against the door of the motel where they had learned Logan was holed up. The metal rings on Steven's fist clattered uselessly against the surface as he tried to bang the door again in frustration. "Damn it," he grumbled, "What kind of sleep is he sleeping that he wouldn't wake up even with all this chaos?!" He threw a punch at the door and another round of profanity tumbled from his lips, but it was no good."You think he's alright in there?" Murray asked anxiously as they both stared at the door with growing concern.Steven glanced over at him and then sighed heavily. "No, I don't know if he's alright, but we're not going away until he's out, so we might as well make ourselves comfortable. Maybe it's better if we go back to the car-""You've got to be kidding me!" Murray snapped, causing the other officer to raise questioning brows at his come-back. "We can
Chapter: 7.“Happy birthday to you!!!" Voices rang and hands joined together in claps of excitement as the little crowd sang to the boy who sat with a paper hat seated atop his head. A smile so bright it lit up every face that smiled back at him. It was just past midnight on October 20th, but his parents had managed to hold a party with the help of some friends and relatives who were more than happy to help out with the cake, balloons, and lights strung around the room. They were all having fun, laughing, and having a great time singing the birthday song. When his father, a well-known local celebrity, walked through the door holding a small parcel in his hand, he walked to stand beside his wife and joined them in singing for the boy.His father used to be a well-known Educator in the big city before he was born, and after his birth, his mother had suffered some sort of mental illness which resulted in her nearly drowning her son in his bathwater when the boy was six months old. His fa
Chapter: 8.******The wind whistled smoothly, brushing its tenderness across the sleeping man's face. His eyes moved from their closed lids, fluttering open to meet the cool early morning breeze. He sat up, wrapping his arms around himself to fend off the sudden chill. Glancing around, he realized he had no idea where he was. As his vision adjusted to the dim light of the stars, he identified the outlines of trees and bushes that surrounded him. The sound of water rushing nearby resonated in his ears, drawing his attention toward a river a few meters away. He stood up, the grass crunching under his feet as he walked toward the river. Reaching the bank, he knelt and cupped some water in his hands. The water was cold but refreshing, clearing his mind and making him feel more awake. Suddenly, he felt a tug at the back of his mind, something he couldn't explain. He looked around, but the sensation persisted. As he stood up to return to where he'd awakened, he heard footsteps coming fr
Chapter: 9.*******Azazel stood above the sleeping man. He was shirtless, and his sleeping pants lined his frame so perfectly that, with his deep vision, Azazel could see just what lay within those silk-white materials. His curly brown hair was tousled and framed his face in a way that made Azazel's skin burn with lust. He took a deep breath of air into his lungs and exhaled with a smirk. "It's not fair," he murmured as he lowered himself and sat beside the sleeping man. His long, slender fingers traced the ridges of scars along Logan's arms, causing a shiver to wrack through him.Azazel could tell the tales hidden behind each scar, from the first one on his left middle finger when he was six. He had cut himself with a knife while trying to slice a rubber apple, as his plastic knives weren't up to the task. The curious boy was bent on knowing what lay within the rubber apple, and there was little to do to stop him from reaching for the knife. The Demon loomed helplessly.After all, t
Chapter 10.*******Azazel found himself standing at the edge of the bridge, a place where the ethereal black river flowed endlessly. It was the realm of spirits, where souls awaited to cross over into their final place of judgment. And today, Azazel and his brother stood guard by the bridge. As he waited for the next ferry to arrive, his thoughts were filled with the encounter he had envisioned but was not prepared for. "It has been such a long time since I've seen him," Azazel thought as he looked across the bridge. The bridge connected the two realms of the dead and of life, and it was the only opportunity if ever he were to see him again.Unbeknownst to him, Azrael was also drawn to this place. They were destined to be kept apart, bound by their respective roles as Shivvarian and Cerulean.After their first encounter, Azrael knew with all his soul he may never set eyes on the Shivvarian again, and so he had gone about his duties, keeping as busy as he possibly could. Anything to k
Chapter: 11.******Time in Shivvara passes quickly, and it would take many blood moons before Azazel could meet his father's face. Feziam, the illegitimate son of Yidis, took over the Devildom after Yidis relinquished his rule. Yidis, knowing that Obenis had defeated him, became a broken god who shamelessly caused chaos within the lands of Shivvara. When he could no longer bear his shame, he went down to Earth and spent several years wandering before he met Feziam's mother, a young witch named Azzamu, on one of her walks.She gave him a son, and Yidis's heart was soothed once again. Thrilled by the birth of his son, Yidis promised the witch that her son would rule over Shivvara on her dying bed. Feziam became the ruler by Yidis's words, and all Shivvaraians respected the demi-witch. However, after having his sons, Feziam became weary of the throne. Neither Azazel, his first son, nor Felix, his second, cared about taking over the throne of skulls from their father. They were content w
Chapter: 12.******Logan sat waiting in the dark room, his fingers drumming along the tabletop in a repetitive beat as his eyes darted around the bare walls. His body was rigid with tension, and his breath came out harshly as he tried to control it. He looked like an animal trapped in some kind of cage, waiting for a predator to come and feed on him. The air was thick with the scent of bleach and sweat, which only added to Logan's already foul mood. The small space felt claustrophobic. His heart pounded loudly in his chest, threatening to break through his ribs and burst from his mouth. Sweat dripped down his temple, pooling on the wooden table beneath his fingers and staining the wood grain. It was cold in the room, almost frigid, but Logan didn't mind so much.He was in a state of shock. He couldn't believe that he was a suspect in the death of his co-officer, Steven Martins. As a detective, he had seen his fair share of crime scenes, but this was different. It was personal.He had