Rey De-Heavens (English)

9.5

The two huge black wings flapped wildly and the three bodies lifted off the ground. In a few seconds they reached above the highest point of the castle. From a third and fourth flapping, they surpassed the first level. In this way until they reached the sky before the eyes of all the spectators who were holding their hands to their heads, because for them it was unusual that an angel with black wings existed and even more so that he was going to heaven.

The divine glow of the place ceased to be and a whole roof of branches and trunks imposed itself solidly before the passage of the little one. In the middle of the place there was a hole through which they could slip if they used some maneuvers. Rey, as if he were a bird of prey, imposed himself as much as he could and then shrunk his wings and swooped up.

White's eyes saw for the first time what the other heaven looked like. For the helpless feline, the atmosphere was totally new and, in response, the hairs on his body stood on end before the hell composed of frightening visions where only color reigned, the red of blood, the yellow of fire and the gray of smoke. Thousands of endless and permanent screams were heard.

The giants with several heads and numerous limbs saw the little one, screamed and tried to catch him, but could not; instead, they managed to grab others of the horrendous creatures flying around the place and put them in their mouths to devour them in one bite.

Rey flapped his wings even more. The hot air, tempests, bones, fire, lightning, thunder and lightning tried to knock him down, but the little one covered himself and his companions with a barrier to continue climbing without anyone being affected.

The Parcae was unaware of anything and slept in the arms of the enraged little boy with no last name. White held on with all his might and even pulled out his nails and dug them into his companion's head until he bled, but the latter did not complain, knowing that it was necessary so that the feline would not be torn off.

The heaven of hell, amidst the red mist, smoke and flames, became unreachable. Still, the hatchling ignored all common sense and kept flapping. Although any other more sensible individual would have given up, Rey did not plan to stop until he reached his target. With his sharp gaze, murderous intent and teeth bared, he faced the blizzard that was moment by moment shrinking his barrier with the intentions of destroying it. When his wings protruded from the protection of the enlarged core, although his limbs became tired and he could hardly fly anymore, he continued to move forward.

When Rey felt that the muscles of his back were about to burst, that the feathers of his wings were on fire from the heat, that he was about to fall, he was able to see the lower part of the platform that floated and was sure to be the so much mentioned Tartarus. Thanks to the strength of his will and the abundant energy he had in his core, Rey made it all the way to the top, surpassing the limits he had already surpassed.

With a final roar of war, he transformed one of his hands into a claw. After lengthening his nails considerably, he launched a lunge while still charging the Parcae with his opposite hand. Clouds, wind and flames broke through before the violent blast. The hole was not even that big and the moment it opened it closed, but it was still enough time for the three little ones to pass through and crash into the platform. Edith came back to consciousness. Looking around her and seeing Rey's face full of blood, she screamed hysterically.