Defying Gravity

♆ The Four Emperors - [Malphas]

A/N: Thank you, thank you guys for waiting! Hope you guys will like this one :) You can still send some poems/fanarts regarding DG. I think I can accept up to 5 more. DG's ending is getting nearer and nearer soooo yeaaah thanks! :)

I think it might take some time before I'd be able to update again. Anyway, I'll make sure to find the time to write. 

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Here's a poem sent by @getspunked thank you for this wonderful poem!

An angel in heaven and a demon in hell,

Both trapped in their own hollow shell.

Their hearts are shackled to each other.

A forbidden love that will never waver.

A love that's pure and sinful

Creates a miracle that is truly beautiful.

Even when together, they are apart.

Their only connection is their beating heart.

Something tragic will happen

Even worse than famine.

Their love will destroy the world's wonder.

They will shatter each other.

Oh and check out @SuperNerdgirl 's fan art of DG! -- https://www.wattpad.com/story/47910201-my-art-book/parts

Enjoy!!! :)

- Athena

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            Bloody. Red.

Malphas loved it. His eyes burned different shades of black and red as he slid the dagger in and out of her heart. Her heart. Her heart that would soon stop. Malphas couldn't help but sneer.

Everything felt perfect, so perfect it was hard not to laugh out loud. As soon as he did, Gabriel stared at him, her eyes glowed with betrayal and hurt. She looked at him as if she didn't know him, as if she no longer recognized him, and that was fine with him. This was their kind of ending – eternally paying for thousands of lifetimes for their sinful love.

And then a scream.

Gabriel screamed, yelled, screamed some more when she tried to take the dagger away from her heart. She looked fine then; silver hair, white skin, golden eyes, and bloodied heart. The blood trickled down to her navel, travelling to her legs and the end of the wisps of her hair had a bubble of blood around it, piercing her cheeks and neck. Her white silky dress was bathed with heavenly radiance, but that whiteness soon turned into red, and once Malphas touched it, her dress had turned pure black, matching Malphas's open-centered cloak. Despite Malphas's influence, her spiritual body remained like topaz (see-through, colorless, taking any appearance as she willed), her face was still the same strike of lightning and storm, her eyes the most solid gold, never softening, never losing herself to his eyes, her arms and legs gleamed under the red light, further turning her into a grotesque figure, and her voice was the sound of a multitude.

Her white cape silk dress turned into a night of glittering stars and scattered heavenly bodies. Around her round neck, front keyhole was a long chain of necklace that could pass off as Malphas's chains around the belt. Her sheer long cape-sleeve overlay had its edges lit with flares of red and blue. Matching her bleeding transformation were gladiator sandals with rays of light etched on the sides that could blind anyone.