It was dark, gloomy, and very small the place where he was chained and locked The angel of death, with a sacred steel mask on his head, was a being so evil, that the word angel, to mention it lacked meaning, was so dangerous to the world, which is why he was imprisoned in the depths of hell, a place created by Luzbell, after losing the divine battle. The power of this being was so great that from his confinement he could control the time of life of every living being on earth, achieving a balance, allying himself with time, to gradually degrade life, maintaining a cycle. Something disastrous would happen if this being escaped. But thanks to Luzbell's power, he was imprisoned. Who was this being in reality? You will find out below:
Luzbell had been confined to the earth. Place where the creation of man took place, along with the rest of living beings; but a balance was necessary, so that no living being was eternal.
So a being was sent to Earth capable of controlling the lifespan of those beings, yet no one knew what its origin was, it was always covered with a black cloak, the problem was that this being was cruel, and was taking everything to the point of destroying everything that was alive. Luzbell, who was a celestial, upon learning of this, went in search of that being, since despite his resentment, he was a being endowed with great wisdom, who in addition to some of his traps against human beings, was always on the path of what was just, he never forced anyone to make a pact with him.
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That being with the black cloak was in a desert that he had created. Luzbell observed him from a safe distance and, without getting closer, told him that he should control himself.
The dark being looked at him with a distant look, something inexplicable, but that's how it was, in his look there was no life, only death and darkness, then he said, with a gloomy voice:
-There is no need to control yourself. If time is in my favor; Everyone is going to follow this path at some point, as long as I exist. The thing is that your balance and those you carry with you have to be subordinate to you, however I do not require that favor from such an insignificant being.
Upon hearing those words, Luzbell was thoughtful, and only said:
-Despite everything it is not correct; life is precious.
Death answered him:
-Something makes her precious to you, and I can see it in your eyes. You escape my reach, being created and loved by the Most High, and having the gift of immortality. Even so, you do not know what life is, none of the celestials, nor those of their highest hierarchy, know.
Luzbell interrupted him saying:
- They can die, there are sacred weapons, so if the circumstances arise, what good is immortality?
Death continued:
-Even so, they possess immortality, and whoever has this gift without a reason to live, only has their existence. So, why do you plan to stop me if everything leads to the same point, they are not celestial beings, here life always has a pursuer unless you are immortal. The pursuer of all beings here is time and my whim, that's how it has been since I arrived.
Between the darkness of his cloak you can see a subtle and malicious smile.
Death continued:
- You, Luzbell, I was wrong, you are no longer the same, your existence has meaning, you are alive, you are not like the rest of the celestials who always fulfill the same function in a monotonous way and at the service of someone; but I admire you, since you freed yourself from the chains that bound you; However, if I end that meaning that makes you feel, and from here I can do it, your life will become pain, a pain that perhaps time will heal or perhaps not, but you will still know that you are alive, it would be better if you did not intervene in my decisions.
Luzbell, with a serene expression, continued:
- I will not allow you to do that to me, nor continue with your unbridled hobby.
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The sky darkened and it began to rain in the desert, suddenly, grass, trees and flowers began to grow among the sand, to which Luzbell mentioned:
- I haven't wasted the time I have in this place, I have some control, so I'm going to restrain you.
Having said this, Death took off his cloak, showed a human form, it was a man, which he had possessed. Out of nowhere the possessed body began to disintegrate and showed a sinister, dark being, it did not possess the beauty of the Celestials, it was the complete opposite. He was the bringer of death in its maximum splendor, he had gray wings, his body and face had pieces of torn flesh that allowed us to see his bone system, however his figure was that of a strong and imposing being. It was obvious that he was upset by the celestial's actions, so he said:
- How dare you disturb my house?
Luzbell responded:
- just as you have disrupted life throughout the earth. And that's why I'll stop you too.
Death continued:
- You will never be able to defeat me, I am death, I have power over life, I will strip you of your immortality and then I will destroy those two beings you love. You are not the same, you are weaker than when you commanded that battle in which you were the loser.
Luzbell smiled subtly and said:
- Who do you think you are? You mention removing immortality, as if it were as easy as blinking, I feel your power and you are not capable of that, since you would weaken yourself so much that it would make it easier for me to defeat you. Would you risk that?
The confidence that Death's face showed changed, his gaze showed some concern. Luzbell's power had encompassed the entire desert which was now a beautiful landscape filled with various plants and flowers.