Falling Stars

A short story

Photo by Luke Michael on Unsplash.

So, how to start, and do I have to put thoughts in quotations? I don’t think so, so I will leave that to the editor later. Let me start by saying my name is Azyriel, Azzy to my friends, provided that I had any, however I am a demon and friends are hard to come by. Let me explain how I became a demon. I was just a fallen angel then, therefore immortal and the passage of human time seems both pointless and irrelevant. Now, I know what you are thinking, you are saying to yourself, with the blond highlighted hair, and the blue eyes, perfect skin, you don’t look like a demon, you look gay, honestly.

Well, I am gay, but lets not get ahead of ourselves. The first step in my decent was picking the wrong side. When Lucifer defied God and war broke out, I had been convinced to be on Lucifer’s side, having been under his command when in heaven. Unfortunately, I was not a warrior and when the battled turned and I could foresee Lucifer’s defeat and knew I would be condemned with him, I ran. Since I was not cast out, condemned, or cursed I was technically still an angel, but I dared not return or try to tap into any heavenly abilities. I avoid struggle and battle and don’t associate with any fallen or demonic beings. I was content to be on my own for the most part and to keep to myself.

Anyway, so I stay under the radar for a few (hundred) years, and in this time decide, you know what, I am not a fan of the dessert, a lot of sand that gets everywhere, no water for miles. I thought I was headed to Eden, but discovered that the gates had been closed for a really long time. I make my way to more tranquil surroundings, and discover that it is pleasant for a while, then another war breaks out, destroys the neighborhood and I move further and further until I find myself renting a flat from a former college whose earthly assignment passes and wants to go back home, upstairs and I am in America. So, since I didn’t kill anyone or really commit a sin, treason is not a sin, it’s not pleasant but it’s not a sin although you could contend that going against God is a sin, but I was really more pro-Lucifer and not anti-Christ. See what I did there? Oh, Demon humor, you get use to it.

But getting back to the story, I still have some friends upstairs, and although I know a few of the fallen, I never made any relationships with…