The devil is in hell, and in fact, he is very unhappy to be back here.Because once upon a time, his father had prophesied that if he didn't succeed in stopping it from happening, he would have to go back to hell and take up Satan's authority and let everything go as it was arranged.Now, as if it were a bad sign, he felt that he might be facing an invisible defeat.But at least not today, he didn't come here to take over hell today, the blond-haired demon raised his chin haughtily, staring at the treacherous peaks and cliffs that had once been his own, and silently walking on the narrow mountain paths, as if he had walked in heaven.Looking up at the white shadows of the cliff castle and looking down at the crimson expanse of the earth, Lucifer hated to look up at others, but his own brothers were exceptions.He continued to walk the mountain path, but this time his gaze was farther down, on the red, hot earth.Being able to see demons playing with their prey in the distance, playing endless games, and as if he could hear screams, made him feel much better.Generally speaking, before people's bodies go to hell, they are buried or cremated, their muscles are stiff, and their eyes are gnawed by scavenging insects.However, at the moment of entering hell, the deceased will find that they are all four, but they will soon be torn apart by five horses, which is a welcome ritual from the devils.Eyes are plucked out after witnessing fear again and again, and people find that their nerves are extraordinarily sensitive and that they always have a tongue that they can use to scream.Once the manifestation of the spirit is destroyed, then everything will start all over again, and the intact people can start running again, until the soul becomes depraved and dark under the influence of despair, darkness, madness, pain, and so on, and uses itself to repay the debt they owe to the devils, and there are also those who are lucky enough to suddenly realize and wash away all their sins.However, such a soul will not be able to produce one in thousands of years, and even if it does, the future will not be under Satan's control, it is the realm of death.It is impossible for an innocent person to come to hell.The same is true of the Guardian Archangel Duma, it is not obvious that he has only committed a crime, but one thing is obvious, in a world composed of red and black, there is a white castle on the top of the mountain, which is indeed a bit of a spoiling landscape.Thinking of this, Lucifer walked steadily to the gate of the castle, and he raised his hand to knock on the white wood, which made a clattering sound, and laughed and sang, "Little rabbit, open the door, and I will come in."
The city gate opened, disappearing in front of him without a sound, it had never been a door, after all, ordinary doors could not stop the demons from outside.But if this gate is the means of defending against demons, then what is the angel Mammon who stands guard and patrols at the foot of the mountain?
Nothing, or anything, he can be a face, a sacrifice, or a dream representing an angel.To say that this is a castle is an exaggeration, but it is actually a greenhouse garden surrounded by walls on all sides.Satans have their own castles in hell, and they are symbols of kingship.Lucifer had the Obsidian Castle, which is now wheat; The first fallen ones have the Yellow Fort of Lead, in which the yellow actually speaks of gold; Izanami's castle is Kirazaka Castle in the middle of the Yellow Springs Hell, a typical island country, and at some point in the past, Lucifer would fly directly into the castle tower to linger with her.Guardian Angel Duma is not Satan, not the king of hell, so his castle is not a castle, just a garden isolated from the world.At this time, this beautiful angel in a white robe and a blonde shawl was tending to the flowers and vegetables he had grown in a huge greenhouse made of crystals, as if he had not seen the guests arrive.But this is impossible, because it was he who opened the door to his brother just now.The red light of hell turned into a bright white light through the vaulted crystal roof, as if it were still in the Garden of Eden, where the birds and flowers were singing and the climate was pleasant, and it would be hard to believe that this was in hell if it wasn't for the journey."
To turn everything that has been created into vanity, into a verdant thought in the shade of green, this is a poem by a human poet, I like it very much, Duma my brother, do I disturb you?"
With his hands in his pockets, Lucifer walked down the long tree-lined path and slipped behind his natural body, as if looking at the other party's golden wings.The angel, who was watering a tomato with a golden jug, smiled, and he turned his face to look at Satan, but he didn't speak.His expression was calm and gentle, but there was an indifferent look that rejected people from thousands of miles away.The devil had also expected this, and he didn't mind, because Duma was such a person.So he continued, "I've been in Hell long enough to know how annoying it is, and I wouldn't have come back here if it weren't for my lack of ideas, especially ......
This seems to be a validation of our dead daddy's claims."
The tall angel turned away and continued to water, as if Lucifer's words had not touched him in any way.Yes, God is dead, but what does that have to do with Him?
Lucifer came closer, reached out and gently touched the golden wings, as if remembering something, and continued, "You are the guardian spirit, always with silence, but I have come to you as a brother.Humans are always noisy, and you may not like it, but there are always people on earth.""......."
Duma began to water another tomato plant, and he bent down to tidy up the vines that had not grown long enough.He remained silent."
But there are quiet times for people, remember?
Duma, before they were born, the world was eerily quiet, when the gas condensed into stars, then I was the first light of God."
Lucifer let go of the angel's wings and looked down to smell the flowers in the nursery, and he closed his eyes in intoxication, as if immersed in this fleeting beauty.Guardians are always silent, just as fate is always blind."
When humans were born, they couldn't speak, and they were still in your care, and that was your golden age, wasn't it?
It's mine too.I used to peek into the world in heaven, and I remember the silence, like an ocean without waves, and you were beside me then, so do you remember?
Something floating beneath the surface of the sea."
The kettle that had been dumped in Duma's hand stopped, and the clear mountain spring no longer spilled, he sighed, and turned to face the rebellious big brother again, because he knew that the other party had come back here this time to say something.