《Angel's diary》


 The Deeds on Planet Earth

    Azrael gazed down from his throne and noticed an unfamiliar angel standing below. She had only one wing¡ªan anomaly he had never encountered before.


    ¡°Who are you, my dear?¡± Azrael asked, his voice both commanding and curious.


    The angel looked up at him, her expression tinged with a mix of awe and fear. ¡°My name is Angel. At least, that¡¯s the only name I know.¡±


    ¡°Shall we talk in my meeting room, Angel?¡± Azrael offered.


    ¡°Yes,¡± she replied hesitantly, tears forming in her eyes. ¡°But... please, promise me you won¡¯t give me up.¡±


    Azrael rose from his throne, his massive wings spreading wide. White and gray feathers gleamed with streaks of gold as he moved toward the meeting room.


    The room was grand, dominated by a long quartz table. At its center sat a compass, and the northern wall held a series of towering windows. Azrael took his seat at the northern end and gestured toward the table.


    ¡°Sit wherever you like, my dear Angel,¡± he said gently.


    Angel chose the southern side, sitting cautiously.


    ¡°Why have you brought me here, Azrael?¡± she asked, her tone serious.


    ¡°I¡¯m curious about you,¡± he admitted. ¡°You have one wing, and you seem both afraid of and intrigued by me.¡±


    Angel hesitated before speaking, her voice trembling slightly. ¡°I fear you because I know who you are¡ªthe angel who has taken so many lives at God¡¯s command. But I also admire you, for you guide souls to heaven. It¡¯s... complicated.¡±


    Azrael stood, his imposing figure casting a shadow over the table. He moved closer to Angel, kneeling before her so they were face-to-face.


    ¡°I am the Angel of Death,¡± he said. ¡°I carry out God¡¯s will, no matter how difficult. But you... you understand so much. I want to take you under my wing, to teach you my work with the people of Earth.¡±


    Angel blinked in surprise but managed a small smile.


    ¡°You want me to learn how to be the Angel of Death?¡±


    For six months, Angel accompanied Azrael in his work, witnessing firsthand the cycle of life and death.


    One day, as she stood under a vast, open sky, Angel questioned the heavens. ¡°Why must humans die?¡± she whispered.


    The only response was the wind.


    Frustrated and heartbroken, Angel kicked the dirt and began to cry. ¡°I can¡¯t do this anymore,¡± she sobbed. ¡°I want to protect them. I don¡¯t want to take their souls¡ªI want them to live!¡±


    Determined, she walked away from her duties, leaving Azrael¡¯s side for good. But as she did, a sudden dizziness overwhelmed her, and she collapsed.


    When Angel awoke, she found herself in a dark, unfamiliar cave. Confused, she struggled to her feet.


    ¡°What happened? Where am I?¡± she murmured.


    A voice echoed from the shadows. ¡°Do you think it¡¯s easy to let them live? Do you think I want them to die?¡±


    Angel panicked, her lone wing folding around her defensively. ¡°Who are you? An angel? Or something else?¡±


    The voice laughed. ¡°I swore to protect them, just as you claim to. But look at yourself.¡±


    It was then Angel noticed something shocking: she now had a second wing, blackened and torn, streaked with red.Unauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.


    ¡°Azrael? Is that you?¡± she called out. ¡°Why are you hiding?¡±


    Azrael emerged from the darkness, but he was different. He looked darker, more menacing than he ever had in heaven.


    ¡°You don¡¯t want to continue? Fine,¡± Azrael said coldly. ¡°You are no angel. You don¡¯t belong in heaven. Do what you will¡ªI¡¯ll continue my own deeds. Goodbye, Angel. Let¡¯s see how you fare on Earth.¡±


    With that, he disappeared, leaving her alone in the dimly lit cave.


    Angel sat in the cave for three days, her thoughts racing.


    Finally, she stood, her resolve solidifying. ¡°This is enough,¡± she declared. ¡°I¡¯ll prove you wrong, Azrael. I¡¯ll protect the people of Earth. Even if it means going to hell, I¡¯ll take care of them.¡±


    With that, Angel left the cave and ventured to a nearby town. The streets were quiet, lit only by the glow of lanterns. She found a small bar and stepped inside.


    The bartender, a cheerful older man with a kind face, greeted her warmly. ¡°What can I get you, miss?¡±


    Angel hesitated. ¡°I... don¡¯t have much money right now.¡±


    The bartender chuckled. ¡°The first one¡¯s on the house.¡±


    ¡°Thank you,¡± Angel said with a grateful smile. ¡°Actually, I was wondering... do you need help? I don¡¯t know much about bartending, but I¡¯m willing to learn.¡±


    The bartender studied her for a moment before nodding. ¡°You¡¯ve got spirit. How about a three-day trial? Let¡¯s see how you do.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll do my best. I won¡¯t let you down,¡± Angel promised.


    The bartender handed her a uniform. ¡°Here, you¡¯ll need this. By the way, what¡¯s your name?¡±


    ¡°Angel,¡± she replied, smiling shyly.


    ¡°That¡¯s a beautiful name. Welcome aboard, Angel.¡±


    Day One


    The next morning, Angel arrived early at the bar.


    ¡°Do you know anything about bartending?¡± the bartender asked.


    ¡°I know drinks are mixed... but that¡¯s about it,¡± Angel admitted.


    The bartender laughed. ¡°Fair enough. Why don¡¯t you start by serving drinks and taking orders?¡±


    ¡°I can do that!¡± Angel said enthusiastically.


    The bartender handed her the uniform. She hesitated, then asked, ¡°Can I leave this here? I... don¡¯t have a home to keep it in.¡±


    The bartender¡¯s eyes widened. ¡°You don¡¯t have a place to live?¡±


    Angel looked down. ¡°No, sir. I¡¯ve been staying in a cave. I¡¯m sorry for not telling you sooner.¡±


    The bartender shook his head. ¡°You¡¯ve been through a lot, haven¡¯t you? Tell you what¡ªyou can stay in the room upstairs until you get back on your feet.¡±


    Angel¡¯s eyes filled with tears. ¡°Thank you. I¡¯ll work hard to repay your kindness.¡±


    Day Two


    Angel woke early, eager to start her second day. She dressed in her uniform and headed downstairs.


    ¡°Good morning!¡± the bartender greeted her.


    ¡°Good morning, sir,¡± she replied.


    The bar was quiet that day, giving Angel the chance to practice serving customers. She took orders with a smile, carefully delivering drinks to the patrons.


    ¡°You¡¯re doing great,¡± the bartender told her later. ¡°Take the rest of the day off¡ªyou¡¯ve earned it.¡±


    ¡°Thank you,¡± Angel said, bowing her head. ¡°See you tomorrow.¡±


    She returned to her cave that evening, but as she sat down to rest, she sensed she wasn¡¯t alone.


    A shadowy figure emerged from the darkness.


    ¡°You look familiar,¡± Angel said, her voice trembling. ¡°Who are you?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m here to take you back,¡± the figure said ominously. ¡°You must pay for your sins.¡±


    Before Angel could react, the cave was engulfed in darkness. A glowing symbol appeared around her feet, and her wings unfurled instinctively


    ¡°NO! Not yet! Please, not yet!¡± Angel screamed, her voice echoing in the void.But it was too late. She began to fade, her body dissolving into the darkness.

 Chapter 2: What the Hell

    Angel opened her eyes slowly. Around her stretched a desolate desert, but the sand was black as ash, and the sky burned red like blood. The only sounds were distant screams of pain and eerie laughter, carried by the hot, dry wind.


    She turned around, taking in the grim landscape. ¡°Of all the places... why did it have to be here?¡± she muttered, her voice tinged with despair.


    Before her stood a massive gate leading to what appeared to be a city. Its towering structure loomed ominously, shrouded in shadow. Angel swallowed hard. ¡°Maybe it¡¯s time for me to pay for what I¡¯ve done,¡± she whispered to herself.


    Steeling her nerves, she knocked on the gate.


    From the other side, a disembodied voice called out, ¡°We¡¯ve been waiting for you.¡±


    ¡°Well... I¡¯m here,¡± Angel replied softly. ¡°Even if I¡¯m not ready, it¡¯s time to face whatever this is.¡±


    The voice responded smoothly, ¡°Come in. My lord wishes to make a deal with you.¡±


    The gates groaned as they opened, revealing a path that led to a grand mansion. Its structure was eerie, almost alive, with twisting spires and flickering lights in the windows. Angel hesitated but forced her feet forward, crossing the threshold.


    The doors slammed shut behind her with a deafening bang. The darkness enveloped her, and then¡ªsoft, haunting singing echoed through the mansion.


    ¡°All of the angels protected us now if we sing thy song, we will be brought down to the depths again, it brought tears in my eyes when they cried for help once again, now trapped because thy could not bring us light in this eternal night¡±.


    The melody stopped abruptly, and every candle in the mansion burst into flames, illuminating the vast, shadowy halls.


    ¡°You finally decided to show up, little one,¡± a voice taunted from the darkness.


    Angel clenched her fists. ¡°WHAT DO YOU WANT?¡± she yelled, her voice trembling but defiant.


    The voice laughed softly, its tone laced with malice. ¡°I want you to understand what you¡¯ve done.¡±


    Angel began to walk cautiously through the labyrinthine mansion. Every hallway seemed identical, yet small, unsettling changes marked her path¡ªshifting shadows, faint whispers, and walls that seemed to breathe.


    ¡°I know what I did,¡± Angel said, her voice wavering. ¡°I just... I don¡¯t want to be here.¡±


    ¡°If you wish to leave, you may,¡± the voice answered coolly. ¡°But you cannot escape without my help.¡±Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site.


    Eventually, Angel reached a grand chamber. Candles lined the walls, and in the center of the room stood a throne. Seated on it was a woman with a regal yet menacing aura.


    The woman smirked as Angel entered. ¡°Oh, so you¡¯ve finally found me,¡± she said mockingly. ¡°I was beginning to think you¡¯d lost your way.¡±


    Angel froze, her breath catching in her throat. ¡°You... You¡¯re Lilith,¡± she stammered. ¡°How could I forget? You¡¯re the one who ruined everything for me!¡±


    Lilith chuckled, her grin widening. ¡°Ruined everything for you? Oh, sweet Angel, you¡¯ve got it all wrong.¡±


    ¡°Just tell me how to get out of this hell,¡± Angel pleaded, panic flickering in her eyes.


    Lilith leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand. ¡°If you want to leave, you¡¯ll have to complete a few tasks for me. And for the record, I didn¡¯t ruin anything for you¡ªyou did that all on your own.¡±


    ¡°What tasks?¡± Angel asked hurriedly. ¡°Just tell me, and I¡¯ll do them.¡±


    Lilith gestured lazily toward a nearby door. ¡°Your first task is to speak to another prince of hell in the neighboring kingdom.¡±


    Angel nodded, her resolve hardening. ¡°Fine. Point me in the right direction, and I¡¯ll go.¡±


    Lilith smirked and pointed at the door. ¡°That way. Off you go.¡±


    When Angel looked back, Lilith was gone. The room suddenly felt colder, heavier.


    Angel ran out of the mansion, desperate to escape its oppressive atmosphere. Outside, the residents of the city stared at her, their expressions a mix of shock and curiosity.


    ¡°Why are they looking at me like that?¡± Angel thought uneasily.


    Without stopping, she headed in the direction Lilith had indicated.


    The desert of ash stretched endlessly before her, and the oppressive heat mixed with a chilling wind, making her shiver despite the warmth. Eventually, a massive gate loomed on the horizon, its jagged edges sharp against the sky.


    ¡°Finally,¡± Angel muttered, chuckling dryly. ¡°Even if it didn¡¯t take long, it felt like an eternity.¡±


    But as she approached, the gate¡¯s guards called out.


    ¡°If you¡¯re here for an audience with our prince, turn back now!¡± one voice boomed.


    ¡°NO! I need to speak with him!¡± Angel shouted back, her voice firm despite her fear.


    The guards burst into laughter, the sound cruel and piercing. It echoed endlessly, making Angel¡¯s ears ring.


    ¡°Come back when you know who you¡¯re dealing with!¡± another guard taunted.


    Angel clenched her fists, her shoulders slumping in defeat. ¡°Why does everything here have to be so difficult?¡± she whispered.


    Turning back, she began the trek to Lilith¡¯s mansion, her mind racing with questions.


    When Angel finally returned, she found Lilith waiting in the entryway, her arms crossed and a smug grin on her face.


    ¡°You came back sooner than I expected,¡± Lilith said, her tone dripping with mockery. ¡°Maybe you¡¯re more than just a useless, one-winged angel after all.¡±


    Angel flinched at the words, her emotions a mix of anger and reluctant pride. ¡°The voices at the gate told me to come back,¡± she explained, her gaze fixed on the floor. ¡°They said I didn¡¯t know who I needed to talk to. So I came to ask you¡ªwhy do I need to speak with their leader?¡±


    Lillith suddenly stands right in front of Angel with a manic grin.


    ¡°Oh, Angel,¡± she said, leaning in. ¡°You¡¯ll understand soon enough.¡±