THE DEVIL'S DOWNFALL

Chapter Three; WHO'S THIS FINE ARTIST

He has ruled Hell for as long as anyone could remember. Many believe it was a punishment given to him but according to his understanding his Father simply gifted him. After all he wanted was a Kingdom and that he got plus the power to rule it too. He knew no matter what others assumed he'll always be the favorite.

He's been living in Hell for millions and millions of years and not ones did his Old man come to see him. This with time made his heart ache but he was pretty good at hiding his pain. Besides the Devil causes pain not feel, his entire family deserted him. Only one his brothers came to see him, Gabriel. The rest mocked and avoided him like a plague.

It's not like he was the only angel in Hell, there were many other Fallens with him. However, their interactions with demons made it had to distinguish them between the demons.Their souls were full of malice and evil.They became shallow and forgot their roots. He couldn't blame them though they were mere lowly angels unlike him pure royalty an archangel.

After the fall all of them tried anything possible to move on and adapt to the changes. Some slept with the humans to anger the Father and the others started their interactions with demons. However, Lucifer immediately started his rule in Hell at first to prove his Dad wrong, later to please him to gain his forgiveness. With time he gave up on the forgiveness and knew he was stuck ruling it for all eternity.

His ruling involved receiving the souls that didn't make the CUT  and punish them  in accordance to their sins. In the beginning he found it really interesting but with time it became dull. The punishment was basically their biggest guilt and mostly how you died over and over for eternity. However, it got interesting when Hitler finally gave him creative deaths. It got fun for some time there...since then ones in a while someone manages to create something iconic that captures his attention.

Initially he thought religion was what would straighten human beings and reduce the malice in the world, he was obviously wrong. However, the law somehow reduced the rates by half this made his job boring as people avoided creative murders in fear of being caught. Only a few unstable serial killers did but they were rare gems. It was like finding a diamond in the rough.

The Devil was bored and tired of watching people dying of natural causes or stupid ailments. He decided to abandon his cage to Ammon his second in command.  If Earthwasn't going to give him worth it drama he was set to create it himself. Maybe and just maybe his Father will notice and show His Glorious face to him...but it's not like he cared...or did He?

It was Ammon's first day as Lucifer had left to Earth already and immediately things got spicy. He stood shocked looking at the man even with his corrupted heart he felt sorry for Alexander Montgomery.  He had never seen such wickedness done to anyone in his entire life in Hell. For the first time in a long time he felt something other than hate...fear.

(So I'd like you to first understand that time  in Hell and that on Earth are pollar opposites hence earth days are faster. Meaning things that happen for years on earth only take days in Hell)

The very same day a new body arrived, he pucked his guts out. Never had he been this disgusted, he kept cursing the killer. Judging by his boss's  cross sign on both bodies the killer was the same one. Whoever, it was was messed up, sick but he really prayed they'd not end up in Hell  he didn't have the courage to face such a vile creature.

On his fifth day Matthew's soul arrived on the eighth his brother's. Ammon was tired of all the trauma and wanted to contact his boss. Technically his boss was away for ten Hell days which were roughly four to five Earth years. The four bodies were enough evidence he wasn't strong enough to lead Hell at all.

Back on Earth Lucifer was sitted in a club witnessing the auction. He came to realize that people still gave creative murders but the victims are good people hence go to Heaven. All the people auctioned had pure souls hence he was sure they'd pass the CUT  this was until the last bidder's demands were read.

1. Drown him in a barrel full of alcohol
2. Forcibly make him drink the alcohol without passing out.
3. Remove his eye balls
4. Make him eat them
5. Raped while being whipped
6. Beheaded

He looked at her, really looked at her and for the first time since he stepped on Earth he was at loss of words. According to him humans were either good or bad, there was never an in between with such matters. She however, seemed to oppose this basic fact. Her soul shown with light, he could feel her love to the boy she just bid on. However, the darkness within was was deeper than his own and for his Father's sake he was the Devil.

Ones she picked her second victim it was as if the light died with the boy. Her aura screamed danger and darkness. She said she will be collecting her own reward to avoid another imperfection. Hence ones Dannoel was tied down she gorged his eyeballs out using her long nails as if picked fruit pieces from a plate. He was held as she fed his own eyeballs. I couldn't look away as everyone else in the room.

She had almost thirty people rape him while she mercilessly whipped him up. He was bleeding and his screams turned into whines all energy having left his body. She then beheaded him with a blunt sword it took more than one swing but this was after she whispered "little putana" in his ear. His face was a mixture of fear and confusion. No one else heard her whisper obviously. Once his head rolled there was a commotion as people ran and screamed but I didn't fail to see as she was assisted drag the body.

Who the Earth was that woman? I need to go question Dannoel Morero in hell. Whose this little artist? With that I was back home excited to meet the newest member.