I, Devil (a love story)

Chapter 52: Meresin

I was able to capture that little bit of energy Wendy and I experienced together. It was literally gold. It was the smallest, most volatile piece of energy I had ever caught. I knew if I were to experiment with it, that it could disappear. It was highly sensitive. It held its own luminosity. The little fleck of golden Love shined within its own golden halo. I kept the little star inside a protective translucent bubble. It shined so beautifully within the dark Void. I couldn't stop staring at it.

The Void was the safest place for the little, almost pure, molecule of Love energy. However, even within the vacuum of the Void, I was afraid that it would disappear. It was so beautiful. The longer I stared at it the more tears fell from my rudimentary face. I both wanted to share it with all of Earth and it and hold onto it very tightly.

I had to move myself into a different area of the Void. I couldn't stand to even be near the little sand particle of Love without sharing it in Wendy's presence. I didn't have time to bask in its glow or I would be caught doing it for all eternity. I needed, instead, ...to think and to plan.

I was convinced that spreading a virus onto Azazel and Adramelech was no longer an option. That was not going to bring Wendy and I closer together. The answer was to Choose Love and I was stumped as to-- once again-- what that meant.

I did not want to confront Adramelech and Azazel, but I felt that needed to be my next step. I did not want to speak with them because they were inherently selfish entities and fed on human negative energy. They couldn't help themselves. It was their corrupted nature. I needed to figure out a way to keep them from Wendy. Avoiding them wasn't going to bring this closure.

I located them near the present-day, present-time dimension. They were on a plane of existence close to the physical world. Annoyingly, the location was also on Wendy's front lawn. They were harassing her ceaselessly and ruining her nearby neighbors' lives. It was spiritual chaos on that suburban street in Michigan. Adramelech opened a massive portal right in front of her house. He sat on top of the portal like a fat sphinx cat.

"Oh, good news," said Azazel as I arrived. "Speak of the Devil! Just the guy we wanted to see."

I was upset to hear his voice so cheerful. I did not like feeling like they were expecting me. Of course they were.

"Yeah," chimed in Adramelech. He was exactly as I left him. This time, his consciousness read as being sort of drunk. It was like he found a way to feel like an intoxicated human.

"I am not asking you two to leave her alone. I will not fight either of you in that way," I replied simply.

"So, instead you're just going to plague us until we go away????" snipped Azazel, his arms folded. He attempted to appear just like an annoyed person.

"I did not plague you..." I answered. "I considered it, and then reconsidered."

"Well, then why is my brother throwing up everywhere?!?!?!?!" screeched Azazel dramatically. He gestured toward Adramelech, as if I had no idea who he was referencing. "He's been really really sick, and right now I got a waiting list for my call center!!!! I mean, there is a line out the door for applicants. I'm swamped! I'm stressed!!! I'm sweaty!!!! I had to reschedule a manicure and Raum has been breathing down my neck for better training manuals. I've never managed an Apology Center before, Meresin!!!!!"

"I am aware of the difficulties, Azazel, but I have taken no action to plague you intentionally. I will admit to working on a virus that only afflicts the angelic spectrum but I have since stopped inventing it. I've come to openly communicate with you both about our mutual interest in Wendy."

"My girlfriend!!" shouted Adramelech from his raft.

"OUR girlfriend!!!" corrected Azazel incorrectly.