Chapter Twelve: "Arael and I"

Henry Smith.

It all started one afternoon with the sun starting to disappear from the sky. I made my way to the same bar I'd been frequenting for the past few years. However, that day was different. The same rock always came, instead that day there was a person who had entered a very bad place.

The life of a demon is not easy. People think it's fun but it's not. Not everything is lying around here, killing and manipulating there. The life of a demon is much more complicated than that. And it is even more so when you are one of the important ones, one of those who create order in disorder.

When God created mankind, he started with a man and a woman; the famous Adam and Eve. What many do not know is that Eve was not the first, but that she was Lilith. And she ended up being one of the first demons to ever emerge. God received many complaints from Adam claiming that what he had created was not the perfect woman for him. Lilith was too much of a woman for him, in my personal opinion.

Strong, independent, self-confident, and intelligent, that's how I would describe her. However he described her as an arrogant and contested woman, she never did what he told her and that was unacceptable. After the dispute with them she was banished from paradise and settled on the coast of what is now the Red Sea. This region, at that time, was characterized by the presence of the mistakes that God had made in trying to create humanity. With time and without much effort, all those souls began to feel the spite of God, the resentment that He had unintentionally caused in them.

She took advantage of all the negativity that was there and used it thus creating new creatures, at the rate of more than a hundred per day. Each one with different characteristics and needs. Faced with this fact, God sent a group of angels to demand that she return to Adam and that she become what everyone expected of her.

"Get back to Adam immediately or we'll drown you," one of them told her.

"I'm sorry," she said softly, "I can't go back. God has commanded me to take care of all newborns."

The angels themselves looked at each other and looked around.

"These are not the Lord's work, they are monstrosities fruit of inexperience."

She smiled at them and calmly said:

"Now these 'monsters' have become my family. A more loving one than Adam could ever have been."

It was difficult for God to accept what Lilith was willing to do, but thanks to the intelligence that He himself had given her, she was able to convince him otherwise, but not without additional evidence. By disobeying him, he punished her by causing hundreds of her children, the ones she herself had created, to die every day. Seeing the panorama, the beautiful creature proposed to kill all of Adam's children, leaving only the females and when they were fertile, she would kill them at the time of delivery or weeks later so that everyone would suffer the pain that she felt every day when she saw her children perish.

The first souls corrupted by Lilith would later be the most powerful and malevolent that no one could have imagined being the ones who would later protect Hell. Not even she would know that they would be so strong being every day, week, month, year, smarter, and eviler.

With the passage of time they adapted, the species that she had created would begin to have disputes between them causing them to separate and she would later end up confined in the depths of Hell, her only company being the famous fallen angel Lucifer.

Humanity kept growing and making more and more elaborate trinkets, forcing us to grow and evolve with them. If you stop to think about it, it makes sense. Why shouldn't they be able to adapt when they have been through so much hardship? Creators of the famous Plague. Famous for the evil that accompanied all their actions, with that lack of conscience they could do whatever they wanted, nobody would judge them, nobody could tell them otherwise because after all, they were demons that, due to circumstances, were created to destroy and corrupt everything beautiful and good that God had created.

Demons are intelligent creatures but we are still pure souls corrupted by hatred and evil. We act on impulses, we do not think twice about what we do, and everything we do ends up affecting us but not as a human, a pure soul, would. They feel pain or pleasure, cold or heat; we are made of another paste. We do not feel that type of sensation, in our body, everything is metabolized in a more bizarre way. The pleasure of having a partner you love unconditionally, that of eating that good dish prepared on a Sunday by your mother or father, does not exist for us. We do not have that type of gratification, ours is a basic instinct and nothing more.

The night Arael entered that bar full of lost souls and those excluded from his species, I had a feeling in my chest that to this day I don't know how to identify. Her eyes connected with mine and I noticed how her body expression changed; she knew what we were and we knew what she was. My first thought was to fuck her dry and kill her shortly after I was satisfied.

My legs moved before I realized what I was doing to and I sat in front of her so I could better see the eyes of an angel that was still breathing. Her brown hair fell down her back like a waterfall of chocolate and her green eyes contrasted perfectly with the pallor of her skin; she without a doubt was a beauty in a place of vileness. Her lips formed a malicious smile, which I was surprised to see in a pure being, and I planted it on my lips as well.

"I'm not surprised at all to see you in this place so neglected by the human race," I said ironically.

Her smile widens and with it, some precious dimples become more marked and deeper.

"I'm not surprised you haven't changed at all."

"That's how I am, the most charismatic demon you have ever come across on your path full of angelic flowers."

"Your arrogance irritates and attracts me at the same time." Her words from her throw me off but I don't show it, instead, I show her one of my broadest smiles.

"Well, of course. At the end of the day I'm still a devil, remember? It is a point to keep in mind when you are one."

Her smile does not fade at any time and with each look of hers, that indescribable feeling comes back in me.

"Would you like to go somewhere a little more..." I approach her " cozy?

That smile that for a moment I have the feeling that it would kill me in a single blink, grows to make me understand the statement to my question. Her eyes light up as if they were light bulbs and I notice how my body reacts to that intoxicating effect that only an angel can have. I feel how her words flood my brain and a chill counteracts the sensation of warmth that previously carried a part of my being that I had thought I had forgotten.

"Do you think that with just two fake smiles I would be fooled by a vulgar demon?" Her voice echoes in my head.

She puts her hands on the table, thus propelling her slender body to get up from the table.

"I doubt you have anything better to offer me than any other being can give me already," she says and turns to go.

My entire body rages and I feel the impure blood that Lilith gave us, returning to run through my body quickly. My basins become what they are and the black floods everything. I let out an almost hysterical laugh causing the beautiful angel to stop short, surprised when she heard me. Her gaze does the same and it seems as if all the creatures in the bar have vanished. Her luminous eyes turn increasingly bright white and mine increasingly thick black. We take small steps, slowly approaching each other until we are only a few inches apart.

"You'd be surprised what I can do."