After so many years, one would have thought that Lucifer would have grown accustomed to the world he had landed in but reverse was the case. The more he stared at the occupants of the world, the less he saw of them but it didn’t bother him like before because unlike him, the humans did not see the potential in themselves. And it was all his doing.
As he blended into the crowd, he smiled. That smile had never been genuine, it was even more feared than his scowl. From every corner his eyes could reach, there was iniquity. Since the first time he turned man against God, they had taken the baton on their own and did even worse than he had imagined. There were some that foolishly still upheld their belief and those ones were his problem even thought they were smaller in number.
He thought he had succeeded for a while after he dealt with Adam and his murderous son but then as always ‘he’ was always ready to destroy his plans.
After winning over the w
Azaliah didn’t know which sound to focus on, the hoots and yells of the angels or the light buzzing sound in her ears. She took a deep breath as she shook her head frantically in an attempt to dull the noise. The fear that had gripped her ever since the meeting was still evident and she struggled to hide it from every cheerful angel she walked past.None of them noticed the strained smile she gave them when they greeted her, all of their attention was on the tournament and she was so glad for it. She made her way to where the Cherubs and Archangels sat, drawing the attention of Beth and Michael. The two gave each other a glance before giving her a smile but Azaliah didn’t want to think deep into it. She returned the smile, clearly forced and sat beside Michael the other seat at her left was meant for her mother who had not made an appearance yet.She adjusted herself on her seat, the action drawing the confused eyes of her superiors towards her. She would s
After the brief meeting, Ezra went to work immediately, not because he had any fear or respect for his father but because he had a special mission he had to accomplish. His father. He hated calling him that. He always felt a slight twinge in his heart when the demons called him Lucifer’s son, like it was some kind of honor. He obviously had no choice but to accept it, the last thing he needed was for the subjects to disrespect Lucifer because of him. He didn’t need any form of attention from him at all. From afar, no one would notice the black cloaked figure that walked among the crowd, even when Ezra stuck out like a sore thumb. Humans walked around to do their different tasks, every single one ignoring him like a plague. The humans could see him because he wasn’t fully a spirit, but that didn’t mean that they didn’t sense there was a dark aura that surrounded him and it wasn’t because of the cloak and his evil glare. Ezra walked faster, he would hav
Azaliah watched in horror as heaven fell into an uproar. She had seen this before, angels screaming and yelling, Michael barking commands at the other angels, structures falling and collapsing and speckles of golden dust littering the air. She had seen it all before but this time, it wasn't just in the walls of a temple, it was real. She was living it.She didn't know how long she stood like a statue, completely shocked. Michael, Beth and other powers had gathered around her although they did not make it too obvious. No demon had paid attention to her yet and she was happy about that, the spear that almost hit her face was still in front of her as far as she was concerned."Azaliah. Azaliah snap out of it!!" She heard a voice yell at her while shaking her violently. She shook her head once and stared at the person in front of her. Beth's eyes were wider than that of an ostrich and her hands were shaking and hopelessly holding on to Azaliah's shoulders."I'm here
Rome, ItalyYear 300 AD.According to the decree of Emperor Constantius Chlorus, any man, woman, or child caught worshipping any other god aside the emperor or caught assisting a man of such sort will be arrested and killed publicly...""Rubbish"."What?""Sorry?""You said something"."Ahh, I said how much?""Five thousand denarii.""WHAT?!" Hagne was done, finished, appalled disgusted. How come? In just a year, the prices of everything had spike up and her source of livelihood was threatened. And that was not even compared to the fact that her life and that of her family could also be in danger."Madam please lower your voice". The trader said with a strained smile. The heavy makeup on her face did not make her stretch the smile any further."You sure you calculated properly?" Hagne inquired. "Or perhaps you didn't remember the real price?"The fake smile on the trader's face was immediately replac
Hagne sat at the dinner table or rather, what was left of it with her children. Fia sat beside her, her eldest and first daughter Edvige sat at the edge of the table and her only son Ciro sat opposite her. In front of them were plates of salad, cheese, fish, eggs, fruits and fried chicken. It was quite different from what they were used to but since it was Fia’s birthday, they had made an exception. Hagne wiped her hand on a brown wash cloth and spread them across the table. “Let us pray”. She said. But her children had already put the forks into their mouth. She blinked once and withdrew her hands. “Never mind”. She grabbed her fork and put some eggs into her mouth. A sigh of satisfaction escaped her lips as she chewed. If only every day was like this, she wouldn’t have to cry herself to sleep every night and wake up with a throbbing headache. The family ate in silence, the only sound that emanated from the table was the clanging of fork on t
The moment Fia walked out of her house with the basket of food items, everything her mother said flew out of her other ear. This was it, the moment for her to tell the whole world that today was her birthday and get as many gifts as possible. Her sister and brother had done it and they were selfish not to give her anything so now, it was her turn. With a mischievous smile, she began to hop away from her house.When she reached a more busy street, she started singing.“It’s my birthday today…yay!” At first, no one heard her, so she started to bump into people ‘accidentally’. This got people’s attention, they would smile at her and pat her head. Some would laugh and call her silly girl, others would comment on how beautiful her dress was and how good she looked on it but no one gave her anything.She frowned but she didn’t stop hopping and singing till she got to Venitia’s home. She stared wide eyed at the mas
After walking for thirty minutes, Fia knew a few things about Ettore. He hated fish, he low-key wants to be a farmer, he was thirteen years old same age as her brother and the most fascinating, his father is a centurion. The last one scared Fia, the centurion and his legionaries were the ones who 'took care' of the Christians. Her mother had made it clear thousand of times that if she spots a Roman soldier, she should run the opposite direction. But here she was, holding hands with the son of the man who had the power to wipe her family from existence. "Fia are you listening?" The girl snapped out of her thoughts and smiled sheepishly at Ettore. He returned the smile, exposing his well arranged white teeth. "We are here". He said. "I just need to see someone and then I'll return to you". Fia looked at the large structure in front of her. This house was ten times better than that of Veticia's and hers couldn't even be measured with it. They had long si
Hagne knew it.She knew she made a mistake. What was she thinking anyway? Why should she let a seven year old girl go out by herself?. It was those deceptive eyes of hers, she was sure of it.She had paced and paced and paced, waiting for her daughter to barge into the house with a smile on her face. But no, she had been waiting for over an hour and the small girl hadn’t shown up yet.Hagne had attempted to pour the aggression on her other children, but with their painfully inherited cunning abilities, they had disappeared into their rooms and locked themselves in. The audacity!! She was their mother for heaven’s sake!After another thirty minutes had passed, Hagne checked outside. The day was getting darker and still no sign of Fia. That was when she snapped. With a low growl, she wore a grey cloak over her dress and opened the door with force. Fortunately for her, there was no need for her to embarrass herself outside as Fia stood right at t