Hell's Consort

Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (November 2021 )

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Archangel Uriel & Merle's Arc

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Archangel Lucifer had convinced him to meet the rest of the two hundred Watchers who betrayed the Highest Creator's command.

This conclave was between Lucifer, him, and the rest of the Watchers.

Lucifer clarified that the meeting must be kept secret and that he shouldn't tell anyone, especially the Archangels hunting them and their offspring—the Nephilims.

Lucifer must have forgotten that they had to kill the Nephilims with their Angel Blades and send them to Tartarus before they could turn into vengeance-seeking demons.

These cursed bairns, born of the 'sons of God' and the Watchers of Men', can grow quickly into giants in just a matter of weeks.

It was the Archangel's responsibility to nip this chaotic evil in the bud.

In turn, These bedeviled Faeries had turned into their own worst enemy,  eliminating their own Kind and increasing the death rate of the immortals in the Faerie Realm.

As he rubbed his chin in contemplation,  Uriel stood in front of him,  listening to his fellow Archangel explain as little as possible.

Sandals suspended in the air,  Uriel fluttered his large blue wings in place while  Lucifer had his feet planted to the ground and his purple feathered wings had disappeared from his back.

He must have strolled around the cities and villages this morning that Lucifer had to retain his glamour so as not to alert the Fair folk of a powerful Archangel in their midst.

Lucifer's large physique had blocked his path and his view to the hut at the top of the mountains that he had to tilt his head a bit to the side to see if their home was still the same since he left it.

The suspicious thoughts that kept circling in his head had increased as Lucifer continued to talk about the Conclave, Uriel's possible involvement in it, and the attendance of another powerful entity he had met that the Watchers had introduced.

Archangel Lucifer had claimed that it was even powerful than the Highest God but sadly, it had no form and it had a disembodied voice.

Frowning, Uriel disliked the words coming out of his friend's mouth.

Where did this another false god come from?

Yes, there were gods and goddesses existing in the Earthly Realm who had similar magical abilities and supernatural strength that would rival the angels in the Heavenly Realm but none of these divine beings claim that they were powerful than the Omniscient One who created all of the creatures and the realms they lived in.

Something else intrigued him as well.

How come Archangel Lucifer was able to gather these Angel defectors when he should have alerted the rest of the Archangels of their locations and ended these defectors?

Why did his brother want the Angel Kind to be oblivious about this?

Did Lucifer plan to protect the Watchers from the Wrath of God?

Uriel returned his gaze into Lucifer's dark eyes and observe him warily.

Did he plan to defeat the enemies himself and he didn't want to share his tactics just yet?

He wasn't so certain that the Creator had an inkling of what Lucifer had done after bestowing himself an impermissible time off here on Earth when he should be watching over the Throne of God in the first place!

He hadn't sensed an interference from the Highest God but it was impossible that He had no idea what his Archangels were up to.

Maybe, the Highest God had trusted them too much with their free will and left them be before they crossed the line similar to the Gregori who had challenged the Highest God with their wild rebellion.

If the Creator could see through the wickedness of the living creatures he had made right now, his heart would be filled with pain and that inevitable grief might cause the Great Flood.

Archangel Uriel couldn't see the big picture and the motives behind this conclave.

replacing his post in the Garden of the Four Seasons.

His friend's visit gave him this sense of foreboding and he immediately regretted that he accepted Lucifer's offer to replace his post in the Garden of the Four Seasons considering the fact that he was here.

Every time, Lucifer went to see him, things would never end well and it made him want to return to his angelic post at once.

Unfortunately, Archangel Uriel had to wait until this conversation was over since he had to see his lady love after this.

He had not basked in her wondrous presence and wrapped her in a tight hug for three consecutive nights and he was already lovelorn.

Suffering from the symptoms of his fancies, Uriel couldn't wait to get to Merle while he watched over the village at that moment, protecting the Fair folk from the demons roaming the Earth before the fruits worked their magic and cure them of possession.

As time went by, Archangel Uriel's pointed questions had gotten more specific about the Watchers and both of their roles in that Conclave but he simply shrugged in refusal.

So, he wasn't going to say anything more?

His friend simply gave him a tight-lipped smile before instructing him to go to Mount Hermon to meet the Watchers if he was that curious about it.

Archangel Uriel disliked that the Archangel had kept him in the dark and his hands briefly clenched in annoyance.

The Nephilims were prophesied to perform deeds of exceptional evil.

These adult giants will murder all the living creatures here on Earth on a massive scale, devour what they perceived as a lesser race and exploit the weak to slavery.

Did Archangel Lucifer want to support the Watchers instead of killing them like they were commanded to do?

Was he planning a rebellion against God?

Uriel shook in frustration as his blond hair fell over his forehead.

Lucifer's unwanted presence in the mountains where he and Merle lived close in their roofless hut had also put him on edge.

Were Archangel Lucifer and Merle together while Uriel was too occupied cutting small cube-like portions from the magic fruits and distributing them to the ailing villagers or… did Lucifer just happen to know where he lived despite toning down his aura and didn't bother engaging with Merle?

An unidentified and uncontrollable disease had swept up in the village and it took him three days to deal with it to help them.

Unfortunately, aside from that, Lucifer had another unfortunate message for him.

Suddenly, Archangel Lucifer went quiet, stared at the ground before he admitted in a whisper, "The Watchers had destroyed the Garden of the Four Seasons, Uriel, and I wasn't able to stop it."

With his jaws clenched, Uriel's dark eyes rested on Lucifer as he inclined his head, appearing a bit contrite.

From the subtle confidence in his gestures and straightened posture, Uriel knew that it was all an act and he shouldn't buy it. "I was also here to tell you that I couldn't protect the Tree of the Four Seasons."

Archangels never cursed but at that moment, he was tempted to.

Uriel prowled closer, jabbed his finger in his face, and bellowed, "You let them destroy my ward without even alerting me!"

Lucifer was a powerful Archangel and the Highest Ranking Cherubim at that.

He could defeat all the Watchers if he wanted but he chose not to.

Why?

"Now, who do you think will get punished?" Muscles and veins strained against his skin as he heard a pounding in his ears. Well, Archangel Uriel was going to be punished for being with a Fae, anyway, so why was he blaming everything to Lucifer when it was he who made the decision to leave the Garden? "It is I for trusting that you would keep the Tree of the Four Seasons guarded."

He raised his head and looked at him squarely in the eye.

Lucifer's guilt had evaporated into the ethers as he swatted Uriel's hand away from him.

"I arrived here in the mountains three days ago and even stayed with the 'Mermaid' in your love nest to inform you." His lips curved into a smirk. "She doesn't even know where you went because she trusted that you will come back that night. I believed that too."

Nostrils flaring, Uriel's pulse was in his throat as he felt his anger make his adrenaline rise in violence. "What did you do to her?"

At that moment, Archangel Uriel realized that his love was a perpetual ebb and flow of gain and loss as an emotional tsunami swept over the good and caring emotions he had for Merle, turning his skin hot and trapping the air inside his lungs.

Lucifer had used Merle as a weapon against him... but for what purpose?

"You had  taken my ward for granted and now you are stealing what's mine?!" He growled with gritted teeth.

"I'm not interested in sexual debauchery like you, Uriel. Keep that in mind. I am not interested in becoming a Watcher or a Fallen Angel." Lucifer responded in a dark murmur.

Still, all he could see was red in his peripheral vision.

"I  did a kind gesture and kept her company. Gave her gifts to use in that small hut of hers. That's all." Lucifer never broke eye contact with him and Uriel felt himself slowly calming down from his sincere words."I am extending my care to her when I couldn't do the same for the Garden you were in charge of."

Closing his gold-tipped blue Archangel wings, Uriel planted his feet firmly to the ground.

His tunnel vision could see nothing but the hut and he bumped Lucifer's shoulder hard that the other Archangel almost lost his balance when he took a step forward.

"Leave, Lucifer." He snapped angrily and looked at him over his shoulder. "I don't want you anywhere near our home or Merle, for that matter.. She doesn't need  you here."