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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱Asra had said she would teach me to dance, but a part of me didn’t believe it. Still, there she was.The hair stuck in a ponytail, light clothes and heel boots.That made her tall, two inches taller and it was enough that I had to look up to face her."Are you ready?" she asked staring at me and I nodded affirmatively as I approached.I remembered how Azrael had taught me (after all I relived those classes again and again, so many times that I knew how to complete them, even if I had my eyes closed).First it would be posture, then we would see my movements and then..."Elaine?" she stared at me with one hand outstretched.I blinked totally surprised."I-I-I...""We’re going to dance" she said smiling and when my fingers touched her, Asra pulled me close and the music started.Ah! It wasn’t the same song.It wasn’t the same.This time we danced all over the place, she spun me again and again, smiling as she watched me dance, as she watched me hum and
The Great Black King Chapter • 82
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Miguel ⋅• ♱How? How the hell did she do it?I propelled my body against that damn barrier and yet she just threw me back.How?She was just a phoenix! Just some creature thought to have strength, power.She was nothing at all.So...How?"Shit with all that!" I screamed as my veins popped."Sir..." one of the idiots Rafael sent me called me and I shot him with my eyes."Shut up or I’ll send your remains to my brother to see if he can still heal you."The angel, who was supposed to be a cadet, shrank.Mediocre.His wings were tiny, his face thin, androgen - like Lucifer’s, like Azrael’s. There was not even a single muscle protruding from that weak body and it was obvious to him that it was surprising that he could hold that big sword."Somebody take the place of that shit," I growled kicking him away, kicking him hard enough to get him dragged by the wind current I created by flapping my wings.I snitched.Weak.If that wasn’t one of my father’s creations, I wou
The Great Black King Chapter • 83
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Azrael ⋅• ♱It hurt, but even though he kept laughing and my body seemed to fall apart, it wasn’t what really hurt.It would be foolish to say that it didn’t hit me at all in his words and how sudden it all had been - but it was far from the first time. Too far to surprise me again, to cause me anything but anger.It was Miguel. Who could be surprised by something like this coming from him? It was ridiculous, but it would also be very ridiculous if I started acting as if before - when we were all "brothers" -, things were so different.I could still remember, it was as fresh in my mind as if it was still happening.The taste of iron in my mouth was still the same, Quinn’s eyes still seemed focused only on what she considered worthy and there, next to her father, practically dumped, treated like nothing but a dumb warrior - he was.Trembling.Trembling with rage like a lady’s puppy.Michael was exactly like this and even after so many centuries, even after millen
The Great Black King Chapter • 84
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Azrael ⋅• ♱Quinn fell and we kept watching.Watching with our narcissistic father as his "favorite angel" proved himself on earth with mortalswho had defended.She was trying, trying hard. She was wounded, she was lost, and now she had a mortal body, nothing more than an ordinary human body and those who were to worship her by their choice and goodwill did not even notice her.They were rotten - I noticed as soon as Quinn fell through that forest.Perhaps because they were made in the image of what we called the father - they were like him: selfish, irrational and completely obsessed with power."Did you see?" Miguel rejoiced as Quinn was almost abused by the humans who were chasing her still wounded "she comes down to help them and what does she get? Am? Humans are like animals, we should treat them as such!"I did not disagree with this point, but the strange glow in his eye was not desire? The desire to be there among those mortals? The desire to persecute
The Great Black King Chapter • 85
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Samael ⋅• ♱"Won’t you answer?" Anneliese’s black eyes stared at me with a certain disgust. It was almost comical how she didn’t even try to fool me about her preference."Who knows?" My lips arched into a broad and mischievous smile.The truth is that I would love to torture Calisto a little more."He’s still king" Anneliese did me the favor of remembering, but I was an alchemist, not a poor old man with Alzheimer’s."I know that, dear," I hissed as I leaned over my desk of notes, my arms crossing over my chest "but you should not forget that in the end I do not obey the king directly."She shot me with that sharp, feline look."That’s why you founded the temples, isn’t it?"Smile. A smile of pure fun.Anneliese had not become one of my wings out of respect or admiration, she had done it to make sure I would never get out of control.It was obvious from the day she stepped into my temple and swore me loyalty, but... how could I refuse? Anneliese may not be one
The Great Black King Chapter • 86
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱"You..." Elaine kept her eyes fixed on me "you look different."I blinked."What is it?""Different..." whispered sharply sleepy as she leaned her face against the back of the sofa "looks different, like someone who has never been..., but... I really like it."How should I feel? Offended? Praised?It didn’t make sense.How could I look different to Elaine?I went through all the meetings of Asra and Elaine, all the scenes, one by one and still... there was nothing. Nothing before Asra saw Elaine and Calisto together.So what? Had I changed between these last days?I took a deep breath as I thought about it and again, I went over it all mentally.I had been rude to her at first, but... that made sense, right? She was an enemy, she...I sunk my face in my hands.If I wanted answers, I’d have to ask directly, directly to that sleepy little thing with eyes so blue it looked like an endless ocean."What do you mean by that? How have I changed?"The pink lips expanded in
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♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱Work. Work and... ah! More work.There were so many damn papers that I found myself sinking behind that table, sinking into a sea of white leaves and idiotic rules.Loren had slept there and I couldn’t even go out to take him to his room."You look in a terrible mood" A familiar voice made me raise my head and to my surprise - it was Anneliese."I have to deal with bureaucracy, you know how much I love this kind of work," I mocked sliding one of my hands across my face."Yes" she replied laughing "I know, I remember Quinn forcing you to sit at a table like this and say I wouldn’t see you until it was over."I grunted as I remembered that damn memory."And they still had the courage to call her an angel" I joked feeling the melancholy that I could not dispel from my own voice."Wasn’t it you who called her that?" Anneliese asked with an equally melancholy smile "you haven’t changed at all... Callisto."I sat up on my seat - the seat that belonged to
The Great Black King Chapter • 88
♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱Of course.The sky was clear, but I couldn’t remember the name of that color. It was the same color as that woman’s eyes, the eyes that shone when they looked at me."Loren, darling" she called me, called me like Dad called me.I didn’t like it when they called me like Dad did, but when it was her... it didn’t bother me."Hi... I came" I said as I sat there on the grass.Dad would be angry if I sat on that grass? I had gone to the doctor every day and had been a good boy, he would not be angry right?The woman’s hand touched my face - it was hot."It’s okay," she said as she looked at me and the twinkle in her eyes seemed to increase, it was almost like she was like Uncle Belphegor. She seemed to understand what I thought, even if I didn’t tell her.I automatically put both hands on my head."It’s ugly to read people’s heads without asking permission," I said as a beak formed in my mouth.Dad always fought with Uncle Bell. I didn’t want him to fight w
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