Golden, beautiful, grand and shimmering with the sun: behind them I sat in amazement. Heavens Gates were right in front of me along with their glory. I approached the gates in admiration: spreading my wings I took to the sky. The force of my wings when I shot from the ground caused the dust to stir. My life was perfect; it is heaven after all; looking down at the world below me I felt light, this was what life should have always been like. No stress, worries, sadness, sorrow, illness. Life was exquisite, everyone appreciated each other. My story in my previous life was that I was a 12yo boy that went by the name Calsifel, but in heaven my name wasn't Calsifel it was the name chosen by the almighty creator in which he decided it would be Lucier.
Riding in his midnight black chariot his navy blue cape behind him and his two black stallions pulling him across the sky, Dimevah brought night to the world, looking down at my family who had to suffer as I their only son whom deserved to die for the crime I committed sat in ease. It wasn't right: my mother and father along with my 4 younger siblings homeless and starving, barely made it from day to day. When I could I often snuck out of heaven and visited my mother in her dreams, I told her how much I missed them and I would cry in her arms. I left gifts for her and my family so that they wouldn't need as much. Food, fresh water, clean clothes, blankets: I would do all that was in my power. I returned to heaven before sun rise because it was against the rules for angels to impede with the lives of humans. But what god that man serves could let his children suffer? If we are his children and he truly loves us, why must men and women suffer for the sake of a mistake that he/she has made?
Tears streamed down my face as I entered Heavens gates once more. As I looked upon its beauty and all I felt was sadness. Spreading my wings I took to the sky and headed for my home, but was it really a home in which I could call my own? If home is where your family is I wish I would have never died. I was suffering alone, in a place where there is no suffering. I felt empty in place where everlasting joy filled your very being. The streets where paved in gold richer than any kind could afford. Yet I felt empty, something was missing and I am still yet a child in mortal years and a man in angelic years. Deep down inside of me I knew this wasn't right, something had to be done.
I awaited the night i smiled while I watched as Dimevah brought night to the mortal world once again, so that I may go visit my mother. Just as I did time and time again I went to my mother in her dream but when I arrived there, something was different. I looked around the area where she slept and in the corner I whispered "Death". He was tall, his body slender. He was clad in black like an eerie shadow. He walked towards my mother and I extended my wings over her trying to protect her. I looked back at him "Tis not her time she has children to take care of." He looked at me and opened his left hand as a scythe appeared, it was skeletal in structure and the blade was massive. "Lucier, my brother I shall make a deal with you." He said "If your mothers' soul is precious to you, find me a soul that is that of equal to greater value and I shall not reap her"
I couldn't believe my ears but I was too naive "How am I supposed to do that?" I asked He looked at me and smiled " I shall take away your immortality for a period of 4 weeks when you find a soul that is worthy I shall return it" I agreed in the hopes that my mother would be saved. He placed a hand on my shoulder and my wings became heavy. I looked back only to see them rotting away my halo disappeared and my angelic presence was being taken away. I was going to live the life of a mortal once again. Given a second chance at a mortal life but only to save my mother, I would use this opportunity to help my family where I could not in my life before. In doing so I needed to find a soul equal to that of my mothers in 4 weeks. "How would I be able to do that?" I thought to myself.
I wondered around the town and I was weak from the experience I had just undergone. Finally I collapsed in front of a small house, it was a nursing house, and I had awakened several hours later. I awoke to the face of a woman in which whom should be named a goddess, her long white hair was pulled back but it draped over her shoulders, her skin was soft and smooth looking, she was slender, her eyes an emerald green with a mixture of sapphire blue. I sat up and she looked at me and walked over to the bed and told me to lie down. When I asked her name she looked at me and smiled "My name is Imoruvah" I looked in her eyes and smiled "My name is Lucier" She took her hand and gently stroked the side of my face, it felt like the wings of an angle had touched me and left. "What a beautiful name, it's almost like the name of an angel who has fallen from grace"
When she said that I almost choked and I lay back once again and she left the room. I took this time to get some rest because I needed it, I also did a lot of thinking about what death and I had talked about but I was having no luck. Imoruvah returned and felt my heart melting in my chest. What was it that made me feel this way? Was it love? I a boy in my former mortal life, a man in my former angelic life, now a man in my new mortal life: could it be that I desired as a man desired but only thought as if I was a child still? Impossible I thought I shook my head and stood and Imoruvah looked at me. I wasn't one to believe in love at first sight but it was happening. I told her of my emotions for her and she smiled and told me that it was simply infatuation and it might have been true but I left it at that.
Time went by quickly and I felt like the time that I spent looking for someone to fit the part that death and I had arranged had flew by with every moment. It felt like Yasifel the sister that watched over mortal time was speeding the clock ahead on my life, on the time that I had left with my mother. I searched and searched, seduced women and bargained with death time after time and nothing worked he accepted nothing I had to offer him. He would tell me that what I was offering was simply garbage that was built off of infatuation and it meant nothing, if there wasn't any love behind it what was I even fighting for.
I was running out of time and before I knew it had been three weeks and I went to visit my mother and check on her she was sleeping I would have given anything to see her awake and smiling when she saw my standing there. I needed to think fast and to think of something quickly. Her time was my time and it was running out quickly and I couldn't afford to leave my family in a state of despair. They suffered enough when I died the first time and I wouldn't, I couldn't let them go through that again. I went in search of someone else to see if I could sway deaths mind.
I met a man by the name of Raem and he told me that he would sell me his only daughter for several gold pieces I was disgusted that man had fallen so low that he'd be willing to sell his children for money and his children willing to do as told. I gave him the several gold pieces just as he had asked and then she walked out. Raiveh was a beautiful brunette she was short, she and her sisters were trained to do as their buyer had asked and I told her to love me. She did, and when asked to die for me she was willing. Nothing more than a common slave a grunt to the highest bidder. I summoned death later that night and asked him to take Raiveh in the place of my mother, but that too was not enough. I was taken to the place where my mother was and death told me that he would give me my immortality back.
Later that night when I was saying my goodbyes to my mother as everyone slept death appeared in the room and my halo appeared also as did my wings, my angelic presence had also returned. He walked over to my mother and opened his left hand as his scythe appeared once more. A tear streamed down my face but just as he was about to reap her soul it struck me. Whose life do I values as much as my mothers'? I value my life just as much as I valued hers. He brought the scythe down with tremendous force but I stepped in front of him, and just in the nick of time. I took the full impact of the blow and I bled like a pig. I looked at him as blood oozed from my body and from my mouth. "Take my soul instead, Take my immortal soul and promise me that when my family is called in the Day of Judgment they see it into heaven"
Death looked at me and said with a smile "Lucier, I cannot reap the soul of an angel but I can do physical harm. The damage you have sustained is beyond repairable." I collapsed and looked at my mother as her soul was reaped right in front of me. I saw my mother go through so many hardships and I felt guilty thinking of me trying to prolong her life. She had been beaten, broken and abused. She deserved peace, as her soul took it's angelic form I saw her look at me and she smiled as I tear rolled down her face "I love you Calsifel, and thank you for trying" My body was reduced to a pile of ashes as death and my mother left for heaven.
