Dancing with the Devil

Explanation Time!

      "Lucifer? Like Satan? Okay, Emma wake up this is too wack." he stands up. "I assure you Miss Kalebs. This is real. You can call me Luciel, Lucifer, Satan, the Devil, I don't mind. I just ask you if in public you could call me by my Earth name Luciel." "So you're telling me the Devil saved my life and turned me into a zombie?" He gave a smug smirk. "Yes. You're correct except you're not a zombie. You're one of my demons." This guys a joke. "Demons aren't even real." "Oh and zombies are?" "Okay whatever, this is just some crazy weird fever dream. I bet I haven't even gone to the doctor yet." "I normally get this reaction. Shall I prove my existance to you?" Fuck it what could go wrong. "Go ahead Lucifer." He then uses his hand and chokes me, bringing me towards him like some Darth Vader shit. "I'm surprised me just teleporting into your apartment wasn't enough. This should prove it. " As I struggle to breath he lets me go. "Okay you could've just pinched me. I probably just was experincing sleep apnea." He sighed. "Okay let's play on your field. You want to use sience? Fine. Basic psychology. Dreams are thoughts. Your brain is constantly working. From your comments, you seem to be atheist. So you don't belive in us, in me. Also if this were a dream, how would you know my true name? Unless you've read the bible or have seen a documentry on me, you wouldn't have known that." "Nice try, but everyone knows the Devil's name is Lucifer. I probably just connected Luciel with Lucifer and Duville with De Ville...." wait. No that's normal. "Yeah this is still just a dream. Maybe I'm in a coma."

     Luciel sat down on my couch and put his head in his hands. "There's no getting through to you." he muffled. "duh, cause this just isn't real." I responded, proud of myself. "Well believe me or not you still have to work with me. Well for me." I cross my arms. "Like hell." "No on Earth." I scoff. "I already work at a company." "I'm aware but not anymore. As for I have your soul you do my bidding." Who is this guy? "What even would I do if I did?" "You'd be one of my reapers of course. Angel of death. Soul collector." "So what do I get a scythe or something?" "Do you want one? I mean once you're able to control magic then you don't need it anymore." Magic? Okay this dream just got cool. "Basically, when someone passes on they need their soul directed. If they get lost then their soul is stuck between worlds. Your job is to capture them before the go on. Like I did to you, except when you take the soul it gets transferred over to our carriers. They then bring them to purgatory. Once their sins has been cleansed or their souls have been judged by God, they are either sent to the Archangel Michael, the guardian of the Gates of Heaven,  or they are sent to Leviathan, the guardian of the Gates of Hell. " 

     "So basically I'm with the bad guys?" He looks at me. "Yes and no. God has carriers too. So you just happened to get chosen by me. You could've been chosen by God but he wasn't there when the crash happened." "You're saying, I HAD A 50/50 CHANCE!?" "Well. Yeah." I wish I would've died. "Why are you on Earth anyways?" "Okay, I figured you were an atheist, but you don't know much. Well, I rule Earth." "What." "Yeah, God gave me Earth to rule over. So, it does make sense why you were chosen by me and not God, for God doesn't tread here. His angels do. so you should watch out for them. They don't like us very much." Okay this has gone to far I really wish I would wake up now. If I wanted to listen to fairy tales, I would've gone to Disney. 

     "Does being a reaper pay?" "Yeah, you don't live your life in eternal suffering." What a great guy. "No like money?" "No ma'am. You don't get paid money but with your power you can manifest money. You can make people fall in love with you, well some people. Only true sinners though so, it's not that great. You can eat all you want and never gain weight. On forth and such." Did he just explain three of the seven deadly sins? "This sounds like, too good, what's the catch?" "You never die. Unless killed by one of the Archangels, then your soul is released from me and depending on how much, or why you've used your powers, your soul is sent to Hell." "So I suffer eternally. Great." "Well, no. You just can never return to Earth for, once your soul is sent to Hell it stays there. If you weren't one of my demons then yes. You would suffer greatly, but sense I own you basically, I wouldn't enforce those rules upon you. I wouldn't worry you seem like a good girl anyways." He crosses his legs and arms, leaning back into the couch. 

   "What do I even tell Autumn? Do I just quit?" "So you do believe me now? Oh goody, you don't say anything. Say I offered you a job at my company and you chose it cause the pay is better." "I don't necessarily believe you, but I guess I don't not believe you either." "I'm glad Emma. Tomorrow I will be here at 8am. You better be awake, we have training." He then disappeared. Maybe when I go to sleep I'll wake up back In reality.

     Nope. 8am. There he is. Satan. Thankfully I'm already awake and ready. "Okay what is this training anyways?" I ask. He smiles and comes closer to me. He then grabs my hands and a thick black fog appears around us. Soon, we are out in a forest in the middle of no where. "Normally, I'd have one of my demons teach and train you but I like you so I've chosen to do it." Lucifer likes me. I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing. Since something in my non-beating heart tells me this isn't a dream, I better get to work.