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The damned soul who dared to question
written by Misery09:29 PM 8/26/04the damned soul who dared to question the devil
At the Fate of Hell you awaken, you aren't here to pay for your sins
you're here to meet the Source of all Evil, you are forsaken
stand with the demons that guard the ultimate evil
although you stand with the one person you think you'd forever hate
you stand with him your sire with love and affection
the demonic guards open the fates and you listen to the screams and cries from those inside
look to your sire with excitement in your eyes
the demonic guards bow down to the evil you now serve
you fall to your knees, you look into the eyes of something you never thought exists
and in those eyes you saw pain hate and something you couldn't identify
the ultimate evil wasn't what you believed it to be
you thought it would be a demonic man with horns and wings and something of disgust that
would make you be repulsed by what you now are
but no it was a pale slender beautiful woman
you took her hand and placed a kiss upon her cold unnatural pale flesh
an unrecognizable unknown sound came to your ears
you looked around to find a demonic man standing by her side
he roared and went to give you a deadly plow
but she the Queen turned her rage against her king
who had a small amount of will to fight her moments wishes
so he returned his deadly stare at your sire
your sire spoke, "He is the Devil himself She is the Ultimate Evil, He is Her King and She is His
Queen"
you couldn't hold your tongue
you couldn't hold your words and spoke out of turn
you directed your question to the supposed devil and asked, "So she your Queen is stronger then
you shouldn't she be ruling as the true Devil?"
the Devil's rage flushed his pale face
she spoke first and said, "I maybe stronger, but he's older, wiser, and he's the creator."
the devils reclaimed his cool
and read off orders that he thought you would efficantly follow
but no you turned your attention once again to the Devil's Queen
who seemed to be bored with the words her King spoke
the Devils slapped you and asked, "Do you have any other questions?"
"Yes." you replied and he looked at you with annoyance in his eyes
and then you asked, "Why do you punish sinners that adore you for a God that you hate and fight
with on a daily basis?"
his Queen looked at her King who wondered the same question
the Devil didn't speak and once again you spoke and said, "If you can't answer then you most
likely aren't as smart or as powerful as many believe."
with the last word you said the Devil turned a bright red
he looked you strait in your eyes and the last thing you remember was the feeling of fire and
agonizing pain and you heard the Queen who let out a horrific scream... |
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