Asmodeus

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As I look across the lawn, I see someone standing on the neighbors porch

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As I look across the lawn, I see someone standing on the neighbors porch. It's a young woman I've never seen at that house. I feel this pull to her and I don't know why. I send my raven to check out the house just curious and it was the woman's room he goes to. With my powers I can see what my raven sees and I see a woman with long blonde locks, light jade green eyes. She the most beautiful and dare I say heavenly mortal and immortal I've ever seen. Being that I see both on a regular basis and many don't look like her.

The next day I come back from actual hell and feel her presence near the side of this old house. I look to see the same girl as yesterday and she has this almost glowing blonde hair. She's gorgeous and I've seen many women in my life time. But looks can be deceiving and I know that much.

As I feel for her soul since that's my job. Guess you could say I inherited that from my dad. As well as my dark feathered wings which I never show unless absolutely necessary. My father is Lucifer, devil, or King of hell whatever you want to call him. I don't feel her soul which is peculiar because every mortal has to have a soul that connects to me and this world. Most immortals don't have one that I can feel. It's almost like they can protect theirs from my certain powers. Which comes with certain skill they practice.

This young woman can't be immortal I would've recognized her. So then why is she immune to my gifts? This is the most intriguing person and possibly thing I've come across in a millennia. She's drawing me in and I'm gonna find out everything about her.

I watch as she pedals away fast on her bicycle. Now where are you off to little bird? Mentioning I call my raven over.

"Jesper, I wish for you to follow that young lady. Keep an eye out for her until I meet her." I tell him with a flick of my wrist and he disappears with my dark magic.

Until we meet... my little bird.

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