FOR DEATH'S HEART

| Twenty Two | Special POV chapter!

| Twenty Two |

Myserien:

"Damn it," I cried, useless tears dripping down my face as my feet moved through the time and space.

Deeper and deeper I buried myself into the Abyss. Deeper and deeper into Enirr's false kingdom. The world he built to play pretend, as if we hadn't been pushed out of our home because of Cronas's foolish decisions to love a mortal. A pretend castle of our Almighty.

Loving mortals.

Ridiculous.

I threw open the door to the room that once had been given to me then broke down. Another sob racked through my chest and I allowed my glory to melt away into the ugly form of myself. The scars my former sisters had left me.

"You're in a sorry state," Akjan snickered appearing behind me.

I turned in the dark room and flicked my wrist. Instantly, my glory fanned out to give light to the place. The crimson walls lit up as the pink bed full of children toys could now be seen. Such toys of stuffed animals Enirr himself had gotten me.

"I thought you were siding with Enirr," I mused with a mocking grin.

Those beautiful golden eyes rolled as she sat down on the edge of the bed, "I pick no sides. However, the life of Salem Rines is a fun one. Don't be mad at me for following the entertainment."

Of course. Erelim had punished me for disregarding my virtue for pleasure but Akjan was a fallen far more dangerous than I'd ever be. She was but a chameleon for entertainment and envy. Switching lives for new adventures and the hope to feel anything. Anything like those mortal emotions.

"And if I could offer you a far better game," I hummed, clicking my bone fingers against the wall, "Would you shatter the mortal's soul?"

She giggled, batting her lashes at me, "You know I would but, you should also know Enirr will never be yours. Salem is far different than us. Than you. Enirr does not want a powerful being of strength, piety, and beauty. Not an immortal love like what we can offer. He wants the love that is fragile and mortal."

My lips pulled into a frown, "That makes no sense."

She stood, waving me off then beginning to fade from this place, "Until you can offer me a better entertainment, do not attempt to cross the mortal fore it will ruin my fun much too soon. That includes your little stunt as her therapist. I will not forgive you like Enirr has."

"Damn you," I whispered, new tears forming in my eyes.

She had disappeared by now and I felt a new anger and sorrow in my heart, "Damn you Akjan!"

How could she leave me? For a mere game as well! I would not forgive her lack of loyalty. No, for that mortal. The one who ruined those tender memories I had of Enirr.

Enirr...

"Myserien," his voice spoke gently through the door, "Four decades have passed. I wished you would leave this room."

"I won't!" I cried, "I am far too ugly!"

The door opened, those empty golden eyes fell on me and he shook his head, "Such a being like yourself would never be compared to such mortal standards."

Tears dripped at the memory. He had always been so kind to me. Even gifting me those items from the human world Akjan had ensured where considered beauty. My blood boiled as my anger grew. A sharp scream burst from my lips as my former room went up in flames. The same flames Seraphim had used on me – those I had trapped under my melted flesh.

"I'll kill that mortal," I cried as my heart broke, "And then Enirr will return to me!"

Focusing on my body, I willed my glory to set in. The burning lava to give me a shape of curves and tanned skin. Then long, lush curled locks, and the brightest blue eyes ever to exist. Once revived, I stepped from the room, practically running right into Azul.

"How long have you been here?" the pathetic excuse of an angel questioned.

I tsked, shoving my hair over my shoulder, "That does not concern you wench."

"I see you're still as ugly as that melted skin," she replied walking away.

I dug my teeth into my lip until it bled. It was my vow, I would make them all burn. Burn in the same hell Seraphim and Erelim had given to me. Like Pandora's box I would unleash a nightmare not even Hope could mend.