Angel Of Destruction 소설 & 이야기

After what had happened the last time we met, I was well aware that she wouldn't want to see me. Truly, I shouldn't have killed that guy but I didn't fucking regret it. He was going to hurt her. The thought of him hurting her had triggered my anger. She didn't see me as an Angel anymore. It had felt really good to be called one, even if it was for a while, even though I knew I didn’t deserve to be called it. As if she knew I was watching her, her eyes landed on me, and the smile on her face slowly disappeared.

If I knew that he's going be the demon that pries on my soul, I wouldn't have met him. His eyes, his dark brown doe eyes which used to depict pure warmth and affection, were now dripping of dominance and cruelty. His doe eyes were no longer innocent, but they're flaring with rage. Against me! He looked like he wanted to see me suffering, the corner of his lips were tugged up forming a satisfying smirk. The man whom I used to adore transformed into a man whom I would like to erase from my life. Seeing him smiling, hearing his voice, sensing his presence gives me shivers.

And since killing any living creature was forbidden to Angels, the punishment would be their life. Although they were vampires and they only execute them to save humans, they had nothing to do, whether they like it or not, it’s like a curse in their blood. If an angel kills a living creature, they will soon go weaker and weaker each day, until they lose their breath, and no cure could save an angel from their death, NO CURE at all.

"The failsafe. If the imprisoned aspects corrupt, Destruction unmakes them before they can abuse power." "You want me to potentially kill myself?" "We want you to prevent us from becoming what we fight." Destruction tilted its head—my head—considering. "I would be executioner of my own aspects?" "You would be guardian of reality's freedom. The final check against our corruption." "And if I corrupt? Who destroys Destruction?" "You can't corrupt," the goddess said with terrible certainty. "You have no ambition, no desire, no hunger for power. You exist only to unmake what shouldn't be. That's why the split created you—reality's antibody against singular divinity."

he asked. “Yes, Sir,” she said, it came out like a whisper. She licked her lips as she looked at his cock and Zane almost changed his plan and instead fed her his cock. But he had a plan, and he would stick to it, no matter how seductive his angel looked. “You have been a bad angel, you did something you know you shouldn’t have done,” he told her in a stern voice. “Yes, Sir.” “Your punishment will be twenty swats on your ass while being tied down and unable to move. If you are a good angel for the first ten, I will give you the last ten as I fuck you. Do you understand?”

With a dull boom, dazzling fireworks exploded across the night sky, shattering into millions of starlights before slowly falling away. The shifting light painted Victor’s profile in flickers of brightness and shadow, like something out of a dream. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder as he murmured, “Do you like it? I prepared this just for you.” I stared at the brilliant yet fleeting display, and an uncontrollable sadness hit me. This grand beauty felt just like the time I had with Victor; it was gorgeous but destined to disappear.

I can't lose my angel! *************************

“I can't even scare a pathetic mortal. No one takes me seriously anymore, not until I'm hovering over their deathbeds about to chop their souls in two.” “You definitely scare me. But you're the Angel of Death.” “Which means what?” “You can't do anything to me unless I'm about to pass over. You're not the Angel of Murder, so you can't kill me; you're not the Angel of Crippling Disability, so you can't seriously maim me-” “It's idiotic sentiments like yours that drive me to drink.” “Fine! Enlighten me then, why don't you?” He grinned like a shark. “I am the Seducer and Destroyer, the Poison of God. And that, dear maggot, is all you need to know. Now make yourself useful and go get me a

Des was watching the night sky, contemplating everything that had happened from the day they came on that place. She thought, the mission would make everyone happy and she and her friends would at least can make good memories again. Unfortunately, the opposite happened. As she recalled all the misfortune, it made her heart broken. Even until that moment everything seems like a dream for her. Two days had past since Angel died. They burnt her body to avoid more contamination. She couldn’t believe the cause of her friends’ death. It was horrible. Des can not stop herself from sobbing. Her heart was so heavy and burden. She did not know what to do next. Just a single thought of everything that

They recoiled, hissing. “You want to save me?” She staggered upright, clutching her shredded arm. “Then stop. Before you’re just another monster in the dark.” A memory flickered—Lira’s hand in mine as we descended into the Pit, her voice steady. We go together, or not at all. Vorath crushed it, talons shredding the last soft parts of me. “Can’t,” I choked out. The final sigil ignited. The circle exploded in a column of green flame. Angela’s scream cut off as the blast hurled her into the ruins. I didn’t see her land.