At first I didn't know what happened. No one did. The last thing I remember was being frustrated at how things went with Wendy in the dreamworld, so I decided to blow off steam and go to Vegas. I wasn't there very long, and I happened to be in the epicenter of it all.
I was feeling the flow of money. Vegas, always beating, like a big electric heart in the desert. I felt it like water. I could feel it feeding the machine. I was processing everything that had just happened-- with Wendy, the carriage and exotic animals, and my brothers, Azazel and Meresin. I was truly beginning to wonder if it was the ending. I felt like the world was falling down around me.
That's when I felt the shake. It wasn't like an Earthquake. It wasn't anything I had ever experienced before. The earth turned to liquid. Then, Hell began to pull apart. It was like a living thing being rendered. I felt I could see the sinews of the earth and the rocks tore apart like bones breaking. I could feel the presence of my brother all around me. Since we are connected, I could feel what he was feeling and I knew his thoughts as well.
He was breaking the Veil apart in the places it was already tattered. He was just speeding up the process. He was larger than the Earth itself, or he somehow made the world small. On one hand, I could see and understand what he was doing on a larger scale. The Veil was crumbling and shredded. He just ripped it off where it was broken. He wasn't breaking anything new. He simply helped it along.
In doing so, several dimensions and many worlds were destroyed. This included much of Hell. It was also most of Fairyland. All of it was lost. Endless amount of consciousnesses and souls were just annihilated. I couldn't fathom the amount of destruction he initiated.
I was caught in the middle of it.
For the first time, I felt like I could die. I felt like it had meaning.
I didn't have much pleasant to think about as I died. I fell. I was and am Satan. The fact was, I was also the worst parts of the Devil. I was money. I was the reason anyone did anything bad. I knew I wasn't and couldn't be redeemed. After that, there was nothing. All I wanted to do was call out one last time, one last thing. It wasn't the name of God. It was somewhere safe. The last thing I experienced. The one thing I could think of.
I am not sure if it was coincidence or it was just the way things worked. Maybe it was because she was the last human I interacted with on a one-to-one basis. When I woke up, I was on her lawn. I wasn't in the dreamworld. I was so disorientated, I wasn't sure if the world of dreams was gone, too. I wasn't sure what was left and what Azazel had destroyed. All I knew was I woke up and I was on her lawn, in reality, in real life. Humans just couldn't see me-- but I was there. The Devil woke up right in front of her house.
It was pouring rain. I wasn't sure where, or even when I was. Perhaps this was what inside the Void looked like. I felt like I was in a body, a human body. Everything hurt. If the last place I was conscious was Wendy's dreamworld, then why wasn't I thrown there? Nothing made sense. I felt like I didn't know how to walk. I found myself crawling through her lawn, pulling and pushing myself through the wet grass. Everything felt so real that I could feel my hair sticking to my head.
It took me a while to orientate myself. I knew I was thrown into reality, physical reality. For a while I thought I was gifted with a body of my own. All I could see was a white house with a small garden and a red door. Was this Heaven, I wondered. Was I about to meet God? Then, I felt a familiar presence beside me. I knew I wasn't dead but I wasn't in Hell.
"Sir? Lord... Adramelech?" asked Sachiel. His voice was gentle and sort of sad. I looked up. He was wearing a modern suit and carrying an umbrella. In retrospect, it wasn't necessary. I didn't have a body so I couldn't really get wet. We were just close to being real. We were in present day, present time reality. The Great North American Earthquake struck due to Azazel's actions. I was just close to the epicenter when it happened.
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I, Devil (a love story)
ParanormalWelcome to the end of the world! Sorry to sound cheerful, it's just not as bad as you think. It's likely worse. Anyway, I'm the Devil. With a capital 'D' and I'm here to show you the ropes. Like Paradise Lost! But waaaay less pretentious.