the devil cries

the devil cries ■ chapter twenty

Fire. Fire surrounded me, yet I didn't feel scorched or anything. If anything, it felt natural. Like it was normal for me to bathe in fire.

The memory of how the Shaman Delphi tricked me into doing an immoral thing, taking another's life, just for her own gain, ruined me and built up hate in my heart.

I slowly stepped out of the building I was in, and then I was met with the darkest night. My hands were the ones lighting up the path, with the fire being held from my palms.

I was in the mortal world, but I didn't know how I managed to get myself here all by myself. How? Did I learn it unintentionally?

Looking around everything around me, I could see some bodies lying on the ground, their bodies burned. I was mortified, knowing and just realizing that it was I who destroyed these lives.

I wanted to run away, to just hife away and never show myself again, but I can't. For some reason, I can't.

I don't know how I got here, killing these people, but for some reason, I felt powerful, I felt like I could destroy everything I see if I wanted to. But...

Is this what I wanted?

If the Seven found out about this, will they be happy?

If Lucifer did, what will he say?

"Kassandra. This is not what you want. You shouldn't be blinded by anger." Said a familiar voice, and I saw Raphael appearing out of nowhere.

I widened my eyes, and after a second the fire in my palms died. I felt weak, but Raphael caught me in his arms and then sat me down against a tree that was around the area we were in.

He then smiled softly at me and then carressed my hair, tending to my burns that I didn't know existed.

"What happened to you, Kassandra? And... how did you get powers?" Raphael asked, furrowing his brows.

Without even thinking about it, my tears fell down my eyes and I couldn't face him. He was trying to pry my hands off of my face, but I covered myself even more.

"No, Raphael. You shouldn't come near me. I'm a killer. I can't... I-" I said, but he sighed in disappointment which made me stop.

"Because you're naive, Kassandra. That's why you did that. I'm not saying that what you did wasn't wrong, because it is, but don't blame yourself too much. We didn't tell you everything you need to know yet, that's why you fell to this," Raphael said, and I slowly nodded.

Then, a realization hit me.

If they lived for thousands of years ago, too, and Lucifer remembers everything, do the Seven also remember everything?

They should! I felt betrayed.

All this time, if they remembered which is really possible, they never told me or warned me about it? They didn't bother telling me who I was  before! They let me delve deeper into the darker arts, including the Shaman, instead of explaining everything to me.

What did they want, that they did this? Why couldn't they just tell me that in the first place?

"Kassandra, listen. It's not what you think. We didn't tell you anything because of this. Because this might happen. Again. We didn't tell you about how you are of the Nyx Clan, because we were afraid that what happened in the First Divine War might happen again. How did you know or remember about it, anyway?" Raphael asked, and I looked down.

My teeth were clenched, as I tried not to seethe with anger.

I don't know why, but I feel like something has changed. Ever since I started that fire.