Luzbel, Galahad, and Satana were thrown into shock the moment they heard it: *"a world where I am a human."* The words hung in the air like something impossible, like something none of the three knew how to hold onto.
- World? Human? What... what are you referring to? Mo... Morgan?
*(Said Luzbel, stuttering, her voice breaking on every syllable.)*
Morgan sighed deeply. She sat down on the bed with a calm that seemed costly, as if she were holding it together with both hands just to keep it from collapsing, and spoke to them in a quiet, almost peaceful voice.
- Please, sit down. I'll tell you everything.
The three remained motionless, trapped in shock. None of them followed the suggestion, except Zarathoz, who sat down slowly and began staring at the floor, holding her head in her hands without ever letting go of that smile of hers — the usual one, strange and unreadable.
Morgan noticed. She spoke again, but this time in a lower voice, with a different kind of openness, more intimate. She brought her hands together and closed them, gripping tightly.
- Please.
Galahad, Luzbel, and Satana finally obeyed and sat down, though without fully leaving the place the revelation had dropped them in.
Morgan breathed in. She let it out with difficulty, in a long, almost painful exhale.
- Alright. Let me tell you about myself, about who I really am, about where I come from. About Morgan, the human.
A shiver ran across the skin of everyone present. Luzbel felt her nerves crawling through her body with nothing she could do to stop them.
Morgan placed a hand on her chest. With a small, almost shy smile, she began to speak.
- I'm sorry I never introduced myself properly before, but I will now. My name is Aiden Morgan Fernández Olsen, and I come from another world. A world where no race exists but the human one. A world where I am a human — or well... at least I was. In that world I had a mother, a father, and a sister. All of them human. I had friends, very good friends. I helped my parents at an animal shelter. I traveled with them across the world, seeing new places, new things. Over there, humanity isn't enslaved — in fact, it's the one that governs the planet. It has built extraordinary things: flying machines made of steel, machines capable of crossing oceans without sinking, even of diving into the deepest depths. Nobody has abilities or anything like that. We're ordinary, all of us. Everyone lives their life, day by day.
Morgan kept talking for a long while, telling them about the humanity of her world, its progress and achievements, the road traveled from the Stone Age all the way to landing on the moon. Every word fell into the room like something none of them had ever imagined could exist.
Satana and Galahad were left in awe. Galahad, even, began to cry — without shame, the tears rolling freely down her face.
- A world like that... exists? A world where we don't have to survive every single day? A world where we aren't objects, where we are free?
*(Said Galahad, crying softly.)*
- Wow... The humanity of that world is incredible.
*(Said Satana, with a smile that lit up her eyes.)*
Luzbel remained silent, still processing. Zarathoz, on the other hand, lifted her gaze with that permanent smile burning bright and said:
- Hahaha! Now I finally get it! That's why you had no dramas. That's why Luzbel didn't want to tell me what she saw in you that one time. That's why you act the way you do. That's why you have that ridiculous moral code — because you come from a childish world! Hahaha!
Zarathoz laughed, but Luzbel clenched her teeth. Her anger wasn't aimed at her. There was something inside her fighting to get out, something deeper than rage. Tense, but barely above a whisper, almost to herself, she said:
- Then... why?
Everyone in the room looked at her. She lowered her head. She started tapping one foot quickly, nervously, unable to keep still.
- Then why?
She asked again, her voice low and heavy, as if the question were too much weight to lift.
Morgan stood up slowly and walked toward her, leaning in a little to try to see her face.
- Miss Luzbel, are you alri...?
But Luzbel shot to her feet with a force no one had expected. She grabbed Morgan by the clothes with both hands and began shaking her, and then, through tears and fury, she screamed:
- THEN WHY?! WHY DID YOU COME HERE?! ARE YOU STUPID?! WHAT KIND OF IDIOT WOULD LEAVE A WORLD LIKE THAT TO COME HERE?! WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING THROUGH YOUR HEAD?! TELL ME WHY! WHY DID YOU COME HERE?! WHY DIDN'T YOU STAY IN YOUR WORLD?! WHY?!
Morgan didn't answer. Satana stepped closer and tried to calm her, placing a hand on her shoulder.
- Miss Luzbel, please, calm down.
But Luzbel wasn't listening. She was beside herself.
- Stay out of it, Satana! I need to know why this idiot made such a moronic decision. Why would anyone leave all of that behind to come to this world of death?! Why would anyone choose to come here?! Only a complete fool would do that!
Then something broke the moment entirely.
Morgan, with a force that nobody had expected either, shoved Luzbel. She hit the floor.
The silence that followed was absolute.
Everyone present stood frozen, mouths open. Morgan clenched her teeth. Clenched her fists. Something in her face broke apart, and what lay beneath it wasn't rage — it was something far older and far more painful than that.
- Morgan, are you alri...?
But Morgan, her voice shattered and her eyes full, began to scream:
- DO YOU THINK I WANTED TO COME HERE?! DO YOU THINK I WANTED TO SEE WHAT I'VE SEEN?! THINGS NO ONE SHOULD EVER HAVE TO SEE! DO YOU THINK I WANTED TO LEAVE THE LIFE I HAD TO COME TO THIS GODFORSAKEN WORLD?! DO YOU THINK I WANTED TO LEAVE MY MOM, MY DAD, AND MY SISTER TO COME HERE?! DO YOU THINK I WANTED TO DIE?! I DIDN'T WANT THIS RESPONSIBILITY! I HAD DREAMS! GOALS! PLACES I WANTED TO SEE! I WANTED TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL! I WANTED TO GO TO COLLEGE! I WANTED SO MANY THINGS! BUT NO! NONE OF THAT WILL EVER HAPPEN NOW! BUT I DO WHAT I CAN, YOU KNOW?! I TRY! BECAUSE I CANNOT GO BACK TO THAT LIFE — NOT ANYMORE — AND ALL I CAN DO IS SUCK IT UP AND ACCEPT IT! SO YOU, THIS WORLD, AND EVERYONE IN IT CAN GO TO HELL!
And Morgan, through tears, ran out of the room.
The door didn't slam. It simply stayed open — like everything she had just said — and the room filled with a silence none of them knew how to break.
End of chapter.
Next chapter: It's my responsibility.