Lies. Lies and prattled brattiness as the dust stirs into a whirlwind located in the entrance archway of Aves Temple. Augusta turns to watch the phenomena with intense curiosity. Her eyes are wide with puzzlement as she tries to understand why a minor air disturbance developed when she summoned none.
So curiosity has her survey it. That brings the understanding that a flicker of light grows within the epicentre of the whirled dust particles. The speck of a light orb quickly grows into a shining that bursts into a humanoid light form. Then in less than an inhaling, all dust is magnetically pinned to the temple’s floor. Following this is an instant solar flash to force eyes closed. ‘Too bright, too…’ Arrives in her thoughts as she hears Alyssia scream into being more lively.
Glancing toward the Creator Oath, there is a seeing of Alyssia’s head rising with eyes searching like heat-seeking missiles. Then the stare hones in on Jiro. A piercing hatred flashes in those seductive eyes as the Angelic-demonic female becomes more lively.
However, Jiro gives his sister no attention while hysterically laughing at what he believes to be reinforcements arriving. He is feeling wild about who he assumes is coming to enjoy the show. Happy dancing ensues as he begins to kneel while focusing on the humanoid light form.
“Abomination!” Booms into the open-spaced temple as the deadly sound emanates from a male voice well-known to Augusta.
Facts slip into her thoughts as a grin forms. Who it is within the light show brings ease to her demeanour. It does because things are about to become seriously angelic.
‘Aves Temple. The hills of Sanctuary Haven. City-state, Melledilo. Continent, Curdube. Planet, Decem. Solar system, Paradiso. And, the guardian of this ancient sacred temple is…Llum.’ With that thought, Augusta watches Llum transform into a tangible humanoid angelic form.
Instantaneously the mechanisms binding Alyssia to the Angelic Cross release. Two archangels appear in front of the Angelic Cross. These automatically catch Alyssia as she drops from the metal circle. Both hold her there while the entire chamber hears a wrathful scream of Jiro`s shock.
” NO! No! No! ” shouts as he runs toward the Angelic Cross. But in the approach, an angel appears to then knock him into kneeling.
Jiro gasps as he turns toward Llum wondering while spewing protest. ” Master Llum, but, but, bu… We have a deal.” Claims Jiro in staring at the Prime Master Angelic.
” We do, Demon, we do.” Serenely reply the Prime Master Angelic.
Jiro`s eyes widen at being called a Demon. He believes that he is Angelica since he has lived amongst Angels all of his life. Additionally, Jiro is under the protective care and mentoring of Llum. So he feels free to claim angelic even though he is half Demoniac. But according to Angelic laws, an Angel must be pure with no other DNA involved. So yes, he is a Demon.
” Angel, ” Spiritly blares Jiro as his eyes lock in penetrating rage toward Llum with a swift understanding that betrayal is afoot.
” You said I could cleanse my sister, ” Roars into the sharing the truth about who allowed this entire scheme to become explored. ” You said that I could be pure. You, you…said…”
” This is true. I have promised. Yes, purified in who you are with this consented to task complete.” Proudly acknowledges Llum about the deeds of encouragement and assisting.
Jiro`s facial expression changes to puzzlement at hearing that he is changed. Within that comes the telling about what he has been allowed to believe.
” We agreed that you would change me. First, I had to reconstruct the Paleo Angelic Cross. This arcane halo. This one here at my family temple where the Paleo halo once ruled purification ceremonies.” In that second, Jiro turns to glance at the enormous metal circle.
” Four years and using your suggested technologies to update it. You said it is my halo, my Angel Halo using my blood to bless it.” He smiles about the achievement of the recreation of a torture tool.
He does this until his gaze views the two angels reviving Alyssia with aura energy healing via Angelic aura energy sharing.
” Stop that! Stop,” He yells while pacing directly toward where the three nestle near the metal circle.
Instantly, Augusta’s left-hand thrusts toward Jiro. The open palm swiftly forces a torrent of heavy wind to rush forth. The threads of heavy air surround Jiro and capture into a swift formation of a solid invisible circular air cage.
” Hold on, Demon boy! ” sharply instructs the Air Prime following the creation of an orb-shaped Air Prison.
Llum grimaces for the enjoyment of watching a Demon spewing such absurdity is not part of the end goal.
Augusta notices this while surveying the circumstances that now develop. Curiosity grows, a wonder of what is the iceberg that abides below this surface of truths. As she ponders the possibilities, Jiro focuses his rage by spewing hatred.
” Prime, my ass! You are a whore like my sister. A half-breed bitch and a fakery. ” Wrath, pure demonic child-like wrath growing inside a Demoniac unaware of making constant progress into purification.
“Uhm, ” Ponderously replies Augusta in maintaining the Air Prison to have it rising to touch the temple’s ceiling as she walks toward Alyssia.
” Fucked up fakery. A killer of a true god. Sin! Abomination! ” Comes shouting in a tyranny of electrifying the air with negativity.
The hateful words continue as Jiro observes the closing of the gap between Augusta and Alyisisa. Thus, his eyes no longer focus on Llum, his betrayer. And that has Llum spreading wings to fly up to the ceiling where chat between the two quietly continues.
” You arrogantly claimed that the Air Prime will kneel. ” Llum slips into an interruption of hatred. ” A chance to be who you are was the exchange part of our deal.”
Jiro instantly refocuses his gaze. It pierces in stare toward Jiro`s keeper for more than thirty years, Llum. The mentor now turned betrayer. In accepting this reality, further hatred comes in ocean waves. It settles into Jiro`s eyes as silence holds a building rage. A hot wrathful emotion owns as his body quakes into a silent scream exploding into a violent shrilling scream of pure Demonic energy solidly taking over.
Every entity in the temple instantly hones in on the wild show within the Air Prison. Each curiously observes how the orb shakes. The shaking orb instinctually gathers Augusta’s attention as she stands inches from where the two angels heal Alyssia.
” Nicheal and Ganriel are you done with the rejuvenating? ” enters as desiring clarity via querying for a decision is being made.
” Yes, holiness, yes, ” Reply Nichael with a finger tracing a sealing circle on Alyssia`s forehead.
” Good, ” coldly convey Augusta being focused on all that occurs within and outside of Aves Temple. She is tied to what is and what the air whispers about what soon may unfold.
” She is now capable, portal ready, ” Clarifies Ganriel in helping Alyssia to begin rising from laying on the temple’s floor.
” But several days of rest is best. ” Informs Nichael as he sees Augusta’s hand grasped by the female Angelic-Demoniac as the continued process of standing evolves.
” Please, release my brother. ” Alyssia interrupts in a weak voice as Augusta’s left hand reinforces the Air Prison by summoning more of the needed energies that create an Air Prison.
” Please. I forgive him. ” Weakly becomes stated by Alyssia who leans on Augusta. The Air Prime pulls her close within claiming possession of what Argos called a ‘wings and things’ duty. This brings a right arm wrapping around the beauty that is Alyissia as more is said.
” He is forgiven, no crime for I consented. ” Whispers into Augusta’s ear as a kiss arrives on the earlobe and the feel of seductive breath possess Augusta’s senses as Alyssia affirms. ” I forgive Jiro. Please stop, I love him. I love my brother. “
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