The story is pure fiction. It is not representing my point of view. It is not meant to question, criticize, or offend any religious belief.
English is my second language. I try my best, but am sure I make a lot of mistakes. Some of the stories were written originally in Hungarian, and translated into English. I am using MS Word to check my work for errors. I would like to improve my English, and my style, so I invite everyone to point out my mistakes.
I rated my work as R. Better safe, than sorry. But I doubt anyone will complain about lack of violence in my work.
I hope you will enjoy it.
Dark Souls on Earth:
Chapter 0 - Holy Reunion
Chapter 1 - The Kid1 2 3 4 5 6
The Blue Devil 1
The Blue Devil, is a little NYX fanfic was popped into my mind recently. It's featuring Michael Lawless the character I play in the NYX RP. This one is planned to be 8 scenes long. I intend to carry on with Dark Souls on Earth too. Chapter 2 is comming. That's for sure.
Dark Souls on Earth
Chapter 0 - Holy Reunion
Somewhere beyond space and time in the way we know, a meeting took place. The location was hard to define with human words. It had no limits, but wasn’t endless. It wasn’t much there, but it wasn’t deserted. It was white; a constant, plain, light white. No sources of light, and no shadows. There was no floor and no ceiling, no walls, and no horizon. There was only a throne, and two half circle shaped benches made of white stone, whiter than white itself. The throne was empty. No one sat on it for a very long time. Three figures stood before the benches. The first one was standing next to the throne, on its right side. He was a strict, cold and distant man, with eyes blue like ice, and thin, blade like lips. He had short, black, strictly cut hair. The cloth he was wearing was like a coat, reaching to his ankles with tight collar and sleeves. He had big, birdlike wings of silver on his back. The second one, standing left to the throne, was a muscle-bound person. His dark, brown eyes burned with passion. His thick, curly hair and beard was glittering like silver. He was wearing a golden Greek armor. The wings on his back were made of pure fire. The third person was a silent and shy one, full of mercy and understanding. His brown locks reached his shoulders. His robe was simple and plain, only a blue strip decorated it in the sleeves and at the base. The wings of his were plain to, simply made of feathers.
“The situation is escalating Gabriel!” Said the third one.
“If we don’t do anything fast, humanity could slip out of our hand!”
“Michael, Raphael calm down. I’m full aware of the situation.”
“We loose more and more believers every day. The power of the Church is weakening. People don’t want to believe anymore, they claim to know.”
“Hmm, they are searching for the light on their own. They don’t want our lead anymore.” Muttered Gabriel.
“It is his work! It’s must be him! If I get my hands on that wretched traitor….”
“Yes Michael. It’s because of him, but not the way you may think.” Said Gabriel with cold, calm voice.
“You should really work on your temper big fellow.” Said a fourth voice.
The newcomer used to be a very handsome man a long time ago. But there was no trace from his former glory anymore. His body was dirty, full of scars and wounds. His clothes were thorn and muddy. The wings were burned and broken.
“Lucifer! I’ll cast you back to the darkness, where you came from!” Drew Michael his flaming sword.
“Hold your blade brother.” Stopped Gabriel his companion.
“Don’t call me traitor Michael, or any of you! I haven’t done anything, which you didn't. The only two differences are the way we did, and the success. I see my errors. I was too proud and rebelled against Him, simple and straight. I failed and was cast out. But you three…. You stabbed Him in the back, and you got what you wanted. I never had the chance to congratulate you guys. I must applaud you. I never would have imagined, that He would make such a mistake. I bet it was you Gabriel, who suggested him to take on a mortal form. I must admit you are the smartest of us. It was a great night on the Hill of Skulls. Seeing him hanging on the cross, and waiting for you. But you didn’t come. Great plan, great plan. And the idea with the religion was brilliant. A few fake wonders, and those fools thought he came back. And how it spread! You gained control of entire civilizations! Made them kill and fight in your name! But the greatest idea was the symbol. The cross. The thing with they killed the god they worship.”
“Have you finished?” Asked Gabriel in cold tone.
“Why? May the one sentenced to death not speak his mind for the last time?”
“Why do you think, that we want to do harm to you?” Asked Raphael.
“Is there any other reason for Gabriel to summon me?”
The two angels looked surprised at their companion. He nod, that the fallen angel speaks the truth.
“And why would the proud Lucifer come here, like a lamb to the butcher?”
“There is no more pride left. I lost everything, even my pride. Only thing left is my existence, but is not worth of anything.”
“I heard, you had trouble down there.”
“The new ones. They were powerful, and came in great numbers. It was like the locust plague on Egypt. They claimed my kingdom, and slew my generals. My minions abandoned me, or were slaughtered. I was cast out from heaven, and had to flee from hell.”
“Don’t expect any pity from us.”
“I called you here to make you an offer, Lucifer. I give you the chance to return to heaven.”
Michael and Raphael were even more surprised than they were before, but they didn’t disagreed.
“Why…, why would do that?” Stuttered Lucifer.
“Because we need your skills. The religion of ours is based on the fear from you Lucifer. People follow our lead to escape from hell, and damnation. But with your power weakened, this fear perished. Our lambs are strolling away. He had this problem with His people a couple of times. Then he unleashed pain and suffering on them, and they came back. You know how it goes. And in matter of pain and suffering your are still the best, my dear Lucifer.”
“So, you want me to do what I always did?”
“What’s the catch?”
“There is no catch. You had your differences with Him, but He is gone. We don’t have ill feelings against you. And like you said, you haven’t done anything, which we didn’t. It’s time for you to come home brother.” Said Gabriel, and reached toward the fallen angel.
Lucifer slowly walked to the angels, and finally stepped between them. His body ignited with a bright, cleansing fire. The flames washed away the dirt and blood, healed the wounds and scars. There he was again, with wonderful blond locks, sapphire eyes and golden wings, wearing a rich embroidered golden robe. He took his old place on the side of Gabriel.
“A new century is dawning Lucifer, the last of this millennium. I have high expectations of you.”
“I won’t disappoint you Gabriel. I’ll write this century with blood and tears into the book of history.”