Don't Speak

To have the Love Of Gods

I must tell you of our first year together, it was the best. I’ll take you back to the first 2 weeks of our time together.

It was a stormy night outside and it was the second week since I had taken him as my bride so to say. More like my husband I guess, but I suppose husband wouldn’t be the right word either… More like my slave, yes I suppose that is what you could call it. My angel slave, which is rare mind you, not many can say they own an angel salve.

Not many could handle an angel slave as they have mighty powers that could melt your face off if your not careful, or they call upon twelve gods to come forth and demolish you with a single breath of flame or just by their pure mighty light.

This is why you must have gods as your friends as well. That’s what I made sure of before I tried to capture this angel. I did everything The God of Lust and Rape told me to do, which I delighted in. That was to take Hisoka as a virgin. They told me that the sign would come as an innocent white child as I was doing what the God of Torment and Death commanded me, which was to kill a woman under a tree with a knife. I saw the child, also heard his sweet little gasp of horror when he saw me stab the woman, not my most artistic kill but I don’t normally do much in the ways of art on the women. I normally focus my art on the lovely men and boys the God of Rape and Lust sent to me. Standing in the glow of the crimson moon, the most perfect body I had ever seen, well except of course the body that I had been aching for and lusting after for seventy two years.

The God of Lust and Rape told me that this boy was to be the sacrificed to gain the power to hold down the angel. Of course you know the story of me raping him then taking the same knife I had cut Asato and myself with after word. Which gave the knife the power it needed, or rather the god gave it the power after he told me what to do and I obeyed.

Thus why I have the power to keep my angel at bay, I wouldn’t be able to hide or restrain him other wise. If I had not gone to these gods I probably would have had my face melted off by now and would have to regain my power after having slept for hundreds of years, which then I might not have gotten my Angel of Death. But the gods found favor in me and so now I will tell you of my first fun year with my new beauty. I know I had gotten a bit off track but I just thought you might like to know how I could restrain an Angel of Death.

I apologize if I do stray from the main point at times. It will all make sense; if it doesn’t it’ll be alright. There isn’t too much rhyme or reason for a lot of things in your human life. You may find it irrelevant to your life but you’ll find in the end it had a purpose after all. And this chapter did have a very good purpose. If you couldn’t figure it out then you’re a foolish human, but aren’t most?

When you have the love of gods on your side you don’t have too much to fear from a mortal. Mortal’s should fear me though. I love to hear their screams. I will do anything for the love of the gods, also for a good artful death with blood and flowers.