Destroying My Own Novel

Mykel looked at Luciel standing on the edge of the cliff, staring blankly at the floating islands. She didn’t even notice Mykel’s presence at all.

“Is something bothering you?” Mykel asked with his hands in his trousers pockets.

Luciel was startled as she took a step back and stared at Mykel.

“He’s not here, and he won’t be here,” Luciel said in a disinterested voice.

“No, I’m not here for your father,” Mykel shook his head as he looked Lucile in the eye. “Thinking that you would send your own sister down there so your father won’t get punished is really touching,” Mykel said with a smile.

“How do you know that? I’m certain that I asked her secretly. Are you reading my mind? Is that how you know everything?” Luciel asked with suspicion.

Mykel shook his head with a serious look on his face. “So you still don’t believe me? Then, how about I tell you the answer to your concern, related to the seats that we saw back then?” Mykel asked with his eyebrows raised.

“Tell me,” Luciel said with a stern look and arms crossed.

Mykel reached out his right hand at Luciel, and Luciel looked at him with a confused look. “Come with me. I don’t want your father to listen to this because he will get so angry if you know about it,” Mykel said.

Luciel hesitated and didn’t want to trust Mykel at all since Lucifer had warned her about him.

“I won’t do anything to you, and I promise you that I will bring you back once it’s over. I’m not trying to deceive or pull a trick on you. Come with me, or you can stay and will never know the answer,” Mykel said as he kept offering his hand to Luciel.

Luciel’s curiosity was off the roof, and she really wanted to know the answer. She started to doubt that Mykel would do anything to her. He had never been hostile to her, and he looked like he genuinely wanted her to know.

Luciel slowly walked toward Mykel with her arms still crossed, and then she slowly reached out her left hand at Mykel’s hand. She grabbed his hand, and Mykel immediately warped away with Luciel.

Mykel brought Luciel to the castle, and to Beldathiel’s bedroom. She was surprised when she saw Beldathiel sleeping so tightly on the bed. Luciel thought Beldathiel was being imprisoned in the castle, so she carefully looked at Beldahtiel’s condition.

“Hmm?” Beldathiel opened her right eye slightly. She looked at Luciel, but she didn’t show any expression at all and went back to sleep again.

“Beldathiel?” Luciel slowly walked toward her.

“The last person I would expect to be standing next to my bed is you, Lucy,” Beldathiel said as she rubbed her face on the pillow.

“Are you okay?” Luciel asked.

“What makes you think that I’m not okay?” Beldathiel asked back as she sighed and lifted herself up. “So? Why are you here?” Beldathiel stared Luciel in the eye.

“She’s here for the same reason why I’m here,” Mykel sat down and lit his cigarette. “You both want to know who I am, and why I’m connected to him,” Mykel continued.

“Right, I almost forgot about that,” Beldathiel said as she got out of bed, and then walked toward Mykel. “Took you long enough,” Beldathiel sat next to Mykel and leaned her head on the back of the sofa.

“Before that, Luciel is curious about the seats in the Empyrean World. I have the promise to tell,” Mykel said as he looked at Luciel. “Have a seat, it will take a while,” Mykel said as he pointed at the sofa in front of him across the table.

Luciel sat down and was ready to listen for the answer she had been waiting for.

“Before I answer your question, I need to clarify one thing first. That would be, who your father truly is?” Mykel asked.

“He’s… I don’t know, but what I know is that he fell and decided to leave the heaven to rule over Gehenna,” Luciel answered.

“Your father could be called a God, and you’re wrong about the second part. He was a king with no name. The king of Babylon and the name was given by his own people. The same world that turned into Gehenna. So basically he has always been the ruler of Gehenna,” Mykel answered.

“He was his own God in there, and everything was perfect for him. He created humans, he gave them knowledge, he created a civilization with his own power,” Mykel explained as he puffed the smoke.

“One day, his siblings were intrigued by what he was doing. They wanted to do something similar, but since they didn’t have what your father had, they ended up creating something else in the Empyrean,” Mykel looked at Luciel and Beldathiel who were quite shocked by the truth.

“The Empyreanian,” Luciel mumbled to herself.

“Yes, they created them. Unlike the humans that your father created, those Empyreanian lack consciousness and freedom. They were created and raised like animals that have to obey everything they said and order,” Mykel responded as he nodded his head.

“Your father decided to take a part in it so his siblings would understand what they did wrong. It was fun while it lasted for your father’s siblings until they looked at the Babylonian that your father created,” Mykel put out the cigarette.

“They were curious why your father punished the souls of his own creations. They saw your father throw them into the eternal flame. Of course, they asked, and your father answered it was a punishment for not following the rules he made during their lifetime,” Mykel said.

“They then asked about the souls that obeyed the rules, and where they were going. Your father answered there was nothing that he would do to them, and their reward was not being punished and stayed by his side,” Mykel continued.

Beldathiel interrupted as she raised her hand.

“These siblings, what are their names?” Beldathiel asked.

“They don’t have any, they don’t need recognition. But her father gave them names, eventually. Those names mean something, and I don’t want to say it for Luciel’s safety and ours,” Mykel said as he looked at Beldathiel with a serious expression.

Beldathiel and Luciel shared a look with confused expressions.

“Where was I? Punishment? Right?” Mykel asked, and then they both nodded their heads. “Your father’s siblings decided to bring those souls that obeyed your father’s rules into the Empyrean so they could live there in peace for eternity with the Empyreanian,” Mykel continued.

“Your father didn’t bother by it and was fine with it. They kept doing that for hundreds of years and shared tasks to take care of the humans. Your father was specifically taking care of the creation, but then your father realized something was wrong with everything when Gehenna got lesser and lesser as time passed by,” Mykel lit his cigarette.

“Empyrean was filled with souls, and he knew some of those souls belonged to Gehenna because they didn’t follow the rules during their lifetimes. That was when things turned when his siblings decided to use mercy to forgive their sins rather than punish them,” Mykel said with the cigarette in his mouth.

“Feeling betrayed, he took those souls with him, but his siblings stopped them. He was furious and disappointed, and the worse part was he was forgotten by his own creations or even despised him. He had enough of it and decided to stop creating humans. He focused on Gehenna and tortured the souls for eternity,” Mykel continued as he stared blankly at the table.

“Time flew by, and he used the time to think of something. Something that he wanted to create. Something that would follow him, and listen to him. A company,” Mykel said. “He then created Belphegor, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and the others. Made them to be his loyal companions that resembled him,” Mykel looked at Beldathiel.

​ “Although he created those companions of his. He still felt lonely, and the reason why was because they were different from him. They were nothing like him, in any way. So, he thought to himself, to create someone like him. Someone that he can be with, a new family,” Mykel looked at Luciel.

“And that’s when he thought about creating you, Luciel,” Mykel said as he pointed at her.