The Beginnig of All Chaos

Many expected great things and a good future for me… If they really knew what destiny had in store, believe me, no one would even want to look at me. Their eyes would express contempt, hatred, anger, sickness, rage and other adjectives that at this moment I cannot even remember.
It’s true what they say: “When you are dying, you see your life flash before your eyes”. You remember the good and bad deeds you committed, mischief, regrets. You remember your family, your grandparents, your uncles, your parents, your children (if you have any… Thank heaven I did not get to that point, do not misunderstand me I would have liked to have children, unfortunately I died very young, this to fulfill the purpose of my life) your friends, your girlfriend, boyfriend, boyfriend, wife, husband and so on.
What isn’t clear to me is why in my case, living day to day like any other person, I saw my death too.
Anyway, if you’re wondering who I am, let me tell you that you won’t know for now because it’s a bit of an inopportune time to explain. If you haven’t figured it out already, yes, I am dying slowly and painfully, I have an oz stuck in my abdomen causing me to bleed out, and before that I was tortured by death itself, although I should call him by his real name or his angel name: “Azrael”. While it is known that the angel of death varies depending on the religion you have devotion to, Azrael is not an angel that serves only the greatest of all heavens, but also happens to serve one of the rulers of the Underworld…Lucipher or The Prince of the Underworld.
Is what I am telling you important? Yes it is. It turns out that Lucifer has been hunting me since before I was born, I don’t know why, I still don’t understand it and they didn’t want to explain it to me while I was alive, but I promise I am telling the truth.
It is sad to think that there can be so much evil in this world, in every way, I have faced several demons, I have defeated, I have failed, and I have managed to get here knowing what would happen in the end. As I mentioned before, I find myself fulfilling my purpose in life, to die. After this I don’t know what will happen but the truth is I am not afraid of what lies ahead, to be honest I am more afraid of dying than what will happen after I die.
I feel sorry to see my best friend resting in peace on my right side, 12 years have passed dear friend since the beginning of this journey and I am still not tired of your company, more than a friend, you were my brother and it will be like that until the end of the days, I could never thank you for not having separated from me and fight with me until your last breath, even if it was because of your concern of my state in frequent anxiety and uneasiness that you stayed inside all this curse “Thank you Yanae, thank you brother”.

On my left side I can see through a balcony a hellish war, a pitched battle between humans and demons. Do not think it is a balanced scenario, nor any close, Lucipher’s army far outnumbers us and really the humans who can fight them are few.
There are several questions that keep ringing in my mind: <Why, why, why us, why is this happening, what is the purpose of this war, is this the end of humans as eternal inhabitants of the world?> I had no idea that all these questions were about to be clarified and by a somewhat unexpected character.
I remember the last conversation I had before I closed my eyes.
- Who am I, how badly do you want to see me die — I asked with the last effort my body could expel.
- To be frank I don’t know — Azrael said questioning Lucifer’s purpose with my death — but I can say that he wants you dead with eagerness. He hates you, loathes you from the moment of your birth. He has personally dedicated himself to hunting you with immeasurable desire, I could bet that if he were not in a critical state of health from his last encounter with you and your friend, he would be standing in front of you right now, laughing at your misfortune and mocking your friend on the ground.
I was gnawing at the urge to cast a spell or attack with my sword, but as I said, it was just an urge. I couldn’t move, my body was weak, so weak that after that sentence I mentioned I could only move the pupil of my eyes from side to side and that was it.
- You know… I have to say that <I’m a little disappointed in your great strength that in such a bad state left Lucifer> — Azrael said in a sarcastic tone, he knew well that that confrontation between Lucifer and me along with Yanae was incredibly exhausting, it consumed the three of us — Is amazing that you have the blood of Enoch “The Protégé” himself, who came to face one on one with Lucifer and was the only one who could claim victory on a single occasion, and you instead are a waste, you are good for nothing more than firewood in a fireplace, after killing you we will hang your body outside the palace of the Underworld and burn it … Ending this infernal odyssey!

I understood there was no remedy, no other alternative. This was not a problem with a solution but a curse from which you cannot escape.
I have felt fear for my loved ones, anguish because I can not understand what happened in my birth that left me with this damn curse, confused because I do not know who I really am, my protectors now watch me from heaven, my teachers may or may not be alive, I do not know why I’m not fighting in the battle beyond the balcony.
I feel useless because I can’t stop the bleeding from my abdomen and I couldn’t do anything to save Yanae from her death either.
Tears well up in my eyes, I feel them flow on their way to my jaw and fall to my shirt moistened by the blood she shed, my breathing starts to cut off, looking prolonged more and more between each inhalation and exhalation. I feel dehydrated, I’m cold, very cold….

I look up, the sky is so clear and cloudless, you can see the moon, you can even see some stars, in the daytime… Incredible, isn’t it?

Azrael is sitting in front of me, observing the chaos with which all this ends, or is it just beginning? I may be puzzling them a little, but by a little I mean a lot.
Why is Lucifer hunting me from before I was born? What world is this you are talking about? Who are we and why do they say you are a descendant of Enoch? Why do you have to die? (I wonder the same thing…). For you to understand the context of this “Infernal Battle” or this “Infernal Odyssey” or whatever sounds epic with Infernal written as follows, well… I will go back some time ago, although I am generalizing, being specific I will go back to the celestial era referring to what several theologians call “The Gap Theory”.

How innocent I was and so naïve, literally speaking, Lucifer played with my mind as easy as taking candy from a baby….