• From his back, twelve beautiful wings were spread out. They were feathered, yet somewhat translucent at the same time. His body and winds were outline in an amazing glow. Like his skin created it's own light. It was breath taking. It was beautiful. It felt.. heavenly.
  
  The winged creature smiled at me, and I couldn't help but faint.

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• When I woke up, I was no longer in my bedroom. I wasn't even in my own house. I found myself in a place that was not familiar at all. It was like, a place unlike any other. Everything in this room was a shade of black or blue. But many objects, event eh walls, seemed to glitter and sparkle with tiny lights. It was like, being lost in the night time sky.

35.5%

• "Are you alright, Jacob?" asked the man with the beautiful blond hair. His voice was sweet, and feminine with it's softness. I wasn't sure if I should respond, because I wasn't sure if I was alright or not. But, being a typical human, susceptible to the usual programmed responses, I said 'Yes.'

36%

• He smiled at me again, but this time I was able top keep my consciousness. His body language towards me was very welcoming. His soft facial expressions, his unprotective hand gestures as he got closer to me. I'm sure he was trying to be as non threatening as humanly (or in his case, inhumanly) possible, but despite that, I was still extremely uncomfortable. I felt so dirty, compared to him, in all his glorious beauty. I felt unworthy to be in his presence.
  
  Even with my insecurities, I was compelled to ask him something. My voice trembled as I spoke to him.
  

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• "Who are you?"
  "Easy question to ask," he replied. "Not so easy to answer. Let's just start with my name, shall we? I am Lucifer."

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• He didn't seem at all phased about telling me he bore the name of the fallen angel himself. The ruler of hell. The biblical devil. I felt my throat tighten, my mouth go dry, and the painful knot forming in my stomach. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

38.4%

• "Yes, he told me. My name is Lucifer.

38.5%

• "Then.. That means..." I stuttered.

38.6%

• "That I am the great Devil, himself?" He smiled at me, almost laughing. "Not entirely the truth. The devil has many faces, many personalities. I suppose, if I had to word it simply, I am the physical representation of the Vice that caused him to be cast out of heaven by God. Pride."

39.1%

• I felt sick. Has he come to punish me, for failing as a guardian? I wanted to explain, but the words escaped me. I was completely terrified, of what he might do to me, for allowing the sphere to be stolen from my own home. While I was there...

39.6%

• "Jacob?" I realized I was lost in my thoughts and sitting there like a scolded school boy with my mouth hanging open. Atleast I didn't drool on myself...

39.8%

• "Try to relax, Jacob." He placed a hand on my arm and gave it an affectionate squeeze. "I've not come to punish you. I've come to help you. I know what has happened, and you musn't suffer such guilt over it. We will recover the sphere. Trust me."

40.3%

• His words help to calm me, and I felt a little better.

40.4%

• “Hold out your hand,” he said to me, and I did as he commanded. He placed a small glass bottle in my hand. “This will help you see the tracks of the one who took the sphere. All you need to do is drink it. Whenever someone comes in contact with your sphere, they are infected with it’s essence. This is why the spheres are not to be handled. It drains their powers.”

41.1%

• He continued, “You must follow the tracks of the one who took it. The trail will appear to you as a blue glowing mist in the air. Ans when you discover who has taken it, you must murder the person, and feed the sphere it’s blood.”

41.5%

• “What?” I questioned him. “Why can’t I just take the sphere back, and leave? Why must I kill him?”

41.7%

• “Well, for one,” he began. “If you don’t, he might come back and try again. And second, the sphere has been made weak by the physical contact. It’s power must be returned to it. Only one human is to hangle the sphere, only the guardian. It creates a special bond, unique to the guardian the demon. Anymore than one bond, and the demon will be torn.”

42.3%

• “Well.. why must I do it? Can’t you kill him? I don’t want to hurt anyone.” I felt very rude asking this, but I wasn’t sure I was capable of taking another human’s life.

42.6%

• “No, I am unable to exist in the human realm. That is why I have to you in a dream.” He didn’t seem at all bothered, by my questions. In fact, he seemed pleased to answer them.

43%

• Kill someone.. I didn’t think I would be mentally capible of such a thing. I wanted to cry. I no longer wished to be part of this. I couldn’t murder someone.

43.3%

• “Jacob,” he whispered to me. He placed his hand over mine, and brought it to his chest. “Listen to my words. I will be with you when you need me. I will lend you my strength, and you will be successful. You will not face this alone.” His words were comforting, yes. But they were only words. I knew that when the time came, and I was expected to kill the one who stole the sphere, I would be alone. And I would have to live with that murder for the rest of my life.

44.3%

• “Here, take this.” He reached down to his belt, which was made of dozens of colored ribbons, and removed a blue one. He leaned over and tied it around my wrist. “Keep it with you, always.”; He looked away for a moment, then back at me. “Our time together grows short, Jacob. You must go.”

44.8%

• Lucifer placed his hand on the back of my neck, and brought my face close to his. “I am with you, Jacob. Always.” I thought I felt his lips on mine, but I wasn’t sure. Everything was fuzzy in my mind. Then, I woke up.

45.3%

• Everything was dark. It must be nighttime already, I thought to myself. I was laying in my bed, covered up with my blankets. I didn't remember getting into my bed. I propped myself up into a sitting position and turned on the lamp on the nightstand next to my bed. Near the lamp, I saw the bottle that Lucifer had given to me in my dream. I checked my wrist, and saw that the lace he had tired around it was still there.

46.1%

• I had a life changing task ahead of me. I had to track down the sphere, and kill the man who took it. Thinking of it made me sick to my stomach yet again. I suppose this was the kind of thing I was going to force myself to get used to, if I planned on being a good guardian. There was a lot more to the job than just nurturing. He did say I would need to protect the demon as well. I tried to ignore the sick feeling, and got myself out of bed.

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