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Death is eternal, but the joy of seeing their smiles will be just a distant memory.

A memory that Adam the first man kept in his mind until he could no longer.

Until the blessed angel of death takes him again, like the day he died for the first time.

Forgetting, but remembering.

So the last thing he'll ever hear.

No....

The last thing he heard that day was the screams of his little girls. And his favorite little girl, screaming louder and louder.

He closes his eyes.

Because the angel of death no longer stops embracing him to grant him eternal rest.

Adam sleeps and rests.

One more time.

Like the first time.

Let him hold you and sleep...

And for the second time he feels safe in the arms of the angel of death.

He feels safe with another angel, an angel of higher rank...

Because he is not Lucifer.

Just close your eyes knowing that...

That battle is already lost, all there is are screams and girls crying to go home while they watch their sisters already desecrated by the weapons of the demons.

Demons with guns, knives and rifles.

The sinners, those who were family, or those who once were.

His former brothers and sisters who chose that unholy path are no longer really a family to him and them.

Some of the girls, the warriors, know who they are.

They know who those sinners were.

Some of them were his fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers and children.

But I don't say anything.

They are judges, they chose good unlike sinners who love to hurt.

They choose to judge sin.

It doesn't matter if they are family or friends.

But those that fall into the hands of their own relatives.

Don't cry when you hear this, please...

Not all girls cry when they learn and forget everything as they succumb to eternal death.

Because there are no more words and they are with their father now.

The father of all.

And all that remains of the heavenly avengers.

Their bodies are torn to pieces by demons, their dead bodies do not allow their souls to remain in the profane hell and they all go with their father to eternal rest.

Their souls go with him. 

The angel of death also gave them a hug and then led them to the end of everything.

And they sleep in peace.

Adam sleeps with them too.

[ Don't you hear the cry of the creator?]

And they are happy even though they don't know why.

Because they don't remember what happened to them.

They don't know why.

But they are ignorant, they are ignoring that they were victims once again of the sinner, although they no longer remember it.

But they are happy.

They are free just like him.

They are no longer fighters, they are no longer the judges of the disgusting and immoral sin that their sisters and brothers committed. 

[ Don't you hear the cry of the creator? The voice of a woman and a man in one voice, the cry of the creator was terrifying ]

What the mixture of the children of Adam and Lucifer did.

He made a change.

For better or for worse.

And as in that eternal dream.

[Lucifer, a foolish adult, took two girls and a boy. Three children who were adults in appearance but not in age]

[The one who opened the door of evil, could only take two while the child escaped from his clutches already desperate for what he had done]

[But the child is already hurt ]

[ It's broken]

As in life.

As in death.

They rest at last in the rib of God.

Adam, you are made of dust, and you will become dust. And as your descendants are also made of dust, they will become dust.

[An angel and two women]

[Twelve children who are not of the child of dust and a miracle who was the son of the child who became a man through life]

[Irony that the only son of man falls in love with the devil's firstborn]

[She was different, she was a kind and sweet woman, her descendants were only good people who suffered]

[The good always suffers in this cruel world, there is no justice if one does not do it for oneself]

Return home.

Return home.

Return to its creator.

They are part of the creator now.

They are part of everything and nothing.

They are happy.

And that's the most important thing for the victims.

[Eve loved you, she was too naive and the apple did the damage, the apple did the evil in her body, How a mindless title controlled her]

[She loves you, but she doesn't know who you are anymore... Why did you change, Adam? Where did that naive, hyperactive child go?]

They are fine.

Congratulations little Charlie, not all sinners are good people.

Everyone did horrible things and you don't want to see the truth.

The cruelty of everything they did to those still alive back then.

Your innocence is a lost cause.

But evil girl.

With pure soul.

You never asked this of the first victim and the first one who was betrayed.

What was the story of Eden really like? Who created everything? Who ended everything?

No never.

Because you asked the liar and not the one who knew everything.

But a girl with a pure heart.

I ask you this question without further ado.

At your meeting in heaven.

You...

Have you ever thought about the victims?

In the families that were taken away?

In the angry ones who cry out for justice?

In children whose legs were stained with red?

Of the men and women who tried to do good? They just got bullets in their bodies.

Of course not...

You didn't ask.

Girl with a pure heart.

You just want to accept that you are a hero.

But that's not the case.

You just want to be accepted into your world.

I told you something.

[Adam was like that, he was like you ]

[But it changed to anger and rage. Everyone knows, everyone knows why.]

He doesn't hate you, he was just mad at you Charlie.

You made him remember his innocence.

And he couldn't control himself any longer.

He doesn't like to remember that he was innocent in letting himself be hurt.

He was hurt by those he considered family .

But the extermination wasn't your fault, girl.

The extermination was not changed just like that, there was a reason for it.

They were orders that the monsters should not seek them out.

[Trial and punishment do not give mercy to anyone, naive girl, you did more harm than good in the end]

[What will your sinners say when they know who they killed?]

I can imagine how distressed they are to find out.

To those who ate.

To those who were killed.

Because they were...

[Their families who still believed in them in life, but gave up when they saw that they had become the abyss that your father created, his fantasy that protected everyone from the real hell]

Real monsters see the fallen angel's fantasy and get hungry.

Very hungry....

Their stomachs are deformed with grotesquely toothy mouths and pupil-less eyes.

They look at you, look at you, and salivate at the fantasy.

Their growling stomachs can be heard as far as here.

There are so many horrible moans in the true hellish abyss.

They.

They are so hungry....

I don't want to wait any longer...

[They are all trapped in a glass bubble, protected from the true hellish abyss of hell. Their world is nothing more than the world of a sad clown, repentant of his actions.

Don't you hear that?

Something is being tried as a mameluco.

Creatures with claws but some handless abominations are replaced with blades and try to break the shelter.

There are small cracks that are repaired little by little.

But now it is slower to repair.

The crystal sphere cannot continue like this.

In a moment everything will be their food.

[ The real monsters try to break the sphere to give the real punishment]

The real punishment lies in their stomachs.

[ Pray that it is the angels who give you punishment ]

[ There are no more angels in hell...]

[My dear girl...]

[Is there any reason why angels no longer come to your world without mercy?]

You know it.

And you know that they.

The punishers are hungry, they just wait for the slightest failure and they will come for you.

They have the knowledge that the children of God's dust are in danger of extinction now.

And you know whose fault it is.

They are angels.

Angels who watch you while you kill.

They look at you with their spear as they kill you.

[Why do the angels look at you? You're just a sinner, a disgusting man who ultimately killed and ate others for morbid pleasure....]

They feel sorry.

But they do their job.

[At least they look at you sadly for about three seconds when they see you die, what a mercy...]

No one should notice...

[Nobody knows, nobody... Oh, yeah?]

Extermination was not just about killing sinners and reducing their population.

They were protecting them in subtle and painful ways.

They were his family.

But you decided to kill your own brothers and sisters.

To his parents.

To the children.

To the babies.

That's why they look at you.

They were his family.

And they were a reminder of that.

[ All the angels do it and now you know that Adam and his girls did it ]

They all still love you, even though they call you a monster, a sinner. A cheater, a villain, a narcissist. A son of a bitch. Trash, a pest.

They look at you, they still feel love for you.

But they will not forgive.

Because they know what you did.

And they know what you are, but you no longer have what you had of him.

Adam.

The first child of the angels.

The first man.

What I had no longer exists.

The dust of the first man was lost.

And the little of it is no longer in you.

You lost it because of your actions.

Your disgusting actions

Since dust is given to those who deserve it.

But everyone is born with it.

They know why, the angels know why you lost their connection. 

Because they know what you did, they are disgusted to know what the sinners did and it hurts them at the same time to know what those who were once part of the dust have become.

Because they had their chance to be better.

When one dies they are given two chances.

Repent in purgatory or in life itself.

None of the sinners chose either option.

Why do you think Adam reacted that way?

He protected them in a cruel way.

But I won't do it.

[That God protects you, But God never protected humanity, he watches you and judges you by consequences]

[And Adam and his girls are judges in this chess game that was planned because of your parents]

Someone moved a piece on the chessboard.

It's a tower.

Pickaxe partner....

[Because the number of exorcists they have lost was 12,000, you are left with 400 girls who are willing to fight and protect ]

Emily-Emily

Praise.

It will be .

What action will they take now?

Emily...

Do you still think all sinners are innocent?

Wouldn't you think the same thing seeing what Adam and his girls saw?

My Will.

You failed.

You must eliminate evil.

You must eliminate Roo.

And punish Lucifer for what happened to Cain and Abel.

But you left it.

You let Lilith be powerful in a world that belonged to Lucifer.

You failed .

And you lost your son.

You lost your only real son just like the other angels.

You failed to take care of the child.

Praise...

You are the next leader.

I'm sorry you lost your sisters and father that same day.

But for now I want to talk to the sinner who got in here by mistake.

The guards had to ensure that there was no flaw at the entrance to hell.

And they failed at that.

The victims of the snake lord are crying.

They're asking me to throw him out of here.

That man killed miles away with his own weapons.

Which he himself managed.

Lute.

I know you want to kill him.

I know you heard the sinner's child crying when he saw him.

It's normal.

It was his own father who killed him.

But I'll take care of that.

Now.

Leave my holy circle. Please.

WHY SHOULD I TALK TO THIS MAN.

-"Yes, ma'am/sir"-

A snake man appeared in the summoning circle.

For God's sake.

Your eyes.

They looked at the man who killed his own family and thousands with indifference.

[You don't deserve to be here, you'll go back to where you came from]

[Because you were already given the opportunity to change and you refused just like your relatives in sin]

-"But ... If I'm here... That means I've achieved redemption!"

[No, you are here only because of a mistake made by my guardians of hell... You will never be able to, you have already hurt many and your victims cry when they see you]

-"But..."-

[They scream in terror as they look at you. They remember the moments when you and your men killed them, your wife just wanted to scream when she saw you]

[Okay, go. If I see you here again...]

[ I will take your soul until it never has the chance of reincarnation!]

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There is a fear in you....

How delicious.

What will I feel just by feeling your fear .

You heard it. It's the crunch, the crunch of something tearing apart, like flesh and glass breaking until it can no longer hold together.

Your ears bleed at the mere sound of that shield that protected them, a sound so horrible that it makes you nervous every second, every minute that passes around you.

There's no more time here.
 
Because, you don't know if there's still time in this place without God to pray to.

Without God to ask for mercy

Do you hear that sound...?
It's different from the first sound you heard. Doubt consumes you like the first day you heard the first crack break, and the compassion you longed for back then is gone.

Oh, how sad, how much evil you have unleashed on that world you thought you knew.

There are shadows on the ground that are becoming more and more noticeable, you know that those shadows are what are breaking their salvation, their protection.

Everyone knows there is no way out, you know what is coming will be horrible because you opened the abyss towards an apocalypse, a death or a madness of what you have caused by your own selfish actions.

Charlie.
Child of the Antichrist.

Someone who thought he was doing the right thing and failed so badly in making that decision.

So miserably that now everyone blames you except the few who stood by you.

What a horrible sound.

What a horrible sound.

You heard it.

You've heard it over and over again since the rebellion happened, a cruel reminder of that decision.

Something extremely.....

Fun!

Oh, how fun!

How funny all this is!

Tell me something, princess.

Oh, just your name, you're not royalty anymore.

You're just a vulgar half-breed.

So tell me girl.

Oh, just Charlie, a girl. Just a silly girl.

Have you heard?

The screams of your people, the ones you lovingly named and tried to save, their anguished and terrified cries as they were devoured, trapped in the gaping crevices of their supposed safe haven.

So tell me.....

Have you heard?

It is your own cry among the crowd, broken and sad, so deliciously mine that it gave me an animal hunger.

So deliciously weird...

Charlie...

There is laughter at the bottom of the abyss of that dead world, which is getting closer and closer to you.

From the first moment you broke the deal.

I knew you've always been listening to me.

Heard the laughter.

The screams.

The growling and roaring of thousands of hungry stomachs.

Because of hunger.

Oh, you heard me from the very beginning, Charlie.

Because you've been listening to me all this time.

You have heard my whispers to cause you nightmares little by little.

So Charlie.

Have you heard me slowly approaching you?

Because I'm hungry.

Very hungry like the others.

My teeth will open wide, my sewn eyes will look at you without looking, and my tongues, sharpened in my body, will taste your fear.

I'm hungry.

We are hungry.

And we want to eat.

What a pity that your God is no longer merciful.

Because we will have a banquet with all of you very soon.

 And it will be really fun.