I was getting fucking desperate about something I couldn't tell. Not concerned about the fairy, the stupid book, or my wretched life. I don't even know what I am anymore.
Part of me had no more empathy, part of me wanted to perish here. The image of my wife as an angelic being, and the contrast of the day she died like a ragdoll stills make me feel guilty for both situations. Is there a way to get her back? No time to waste. I gotta a lizard to crush.
"Gabriel!" The bastard looked at my face. This bastard is fucking cool for a moment like that.
"Thou shall leave Christian."
"I killed, murdered, tortured many. Do you think I care if we explode here? I care about the Key of Heaven."
The big fairy was silent listening to my words. For a moment, I thought he knew what I had in mind. I used the powers of Paimon to scan the miserable fucker.
"I knew it. That scent, you're something more than an fucking angel. You were known as Samael, the messenger of god, the angel of death. That fucking gecko."
"I was a trichotomy of deities. When My Father-
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"Spare me this shit! I know all about you now. Escape here using your powers of a hybrid."
"I shall perish here. I wish not to return to that impure form, nor the form of Azrael, may My Father have mercy on your putrid soul. I shall grant you one wish as a farewell gift. Treasure it."
The sounds of gears and something like little explosions were getting louder. Time is running out.
"Spit it, you bastard!"
"The demon I expelled from my being holds the original book of Solomon. He is as powerful as Lucipher. And thou art close to that power as well."
"Get to fucking point!" I'm losing my shit here.
"The first key of heaven is in my fallen brother's possession. He needs both to be unleashed from his prison. Free from his chains he will bear power similar to Michael's. The other key is unknown to my knowledge."
I always suspect that bastard. Another bearer of the book, huh!? This is going to be a wild ride. I need to pay a visit to the boss before I rip the guts of that gecko. But not in hell where the fuck face is invincible. I have to come up with a plan first.
Abbadon's power teleport me outside that mouse trap. I see the shit hole imploding into some kind of distorted black hole. The fucking book is flying like a demented butterfly just to piss me off.
"This is not a good thing." said the fucker with that ridiculous Alvin and the chipmunk's voice.
"You're right Arse, but I have a plan for now"
Things going to be interesting, for me at least. But somehow I sensed that wasn't the last time I would be meeting Gabriel.