When he's an angel who wakes up in the world of demons





"A decision like that once taken cannot be reversed. You should know better!" 

"I understand. But I can't stop myself. It's for the best."

"Forget everything. Throw everything out of your head. You don't know what you're saying. It's all in your head. You have cooked up a theory."

"It's a plan. Not just a theory. I will implement my plan. Sooner or later, I will."

"You are talking about walking on the grounds of hell. It might not even be symbolical."

"You can't stop me. I'll do anything and everything. Even if I have to walk on the grounds of hell, I will do it. I'm not backing."

"You should."

"I'm not. Take care if yourself please. That's all I wanted to say."

"Stop before I reveal everything to your parents."

"You won't if you love me. I need to do this. I can't breathe anymore like this. I need to set things right. For myself. I'm doing this for me. You won't stop me if you love me."

"I do. I love you. That's why I have to stop you. I'm sorry. Hate me, it doesn't matter to me anymore."

"You'll lose me."

"It's better to know I lost you while you're alive than dead."

"I'm not going to die, I'll come back."

"That's what she said."

The Fallen Angel

Dara now stood in front of the five caskets. 


For some reason, he had thought that the caskets were going to be different in appearance but the caskets were all identical to each other. 


He didn’t know where to start from. The caskets were all equally attracting and repelling him at the same time and he knew the moment he opened one, his timer would start. 


But there was an angel waiting for him and he didn’t want to waste any time. Besides, he was mentally prepared for whatever that was about to come. 


He walked to the casket in the middle. His first choice was either of the boxes in the side but he knew better than to be generic. 


He knew that he had to go through all of them eventually but the middle one was the one he chose. 


He carefully opened the casket that looked like an antique from a very old jewelry shop. He frowned to find the box empty. 


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