Inbetween the kingdoms held the stars you see from land. Whether you were born a divine being or a mortal being, the galaxy is impartial to you.

It leaves a clean slate for a lot of things, cruelty or kindness. It was just one of the things I've come to terms with, fully, without sulking or crying about the difficulty in Hell.

I messed up. We stopped the 'bad guy'. I get away with my mistakes and I finally get with the demon who I loved, despite all odds.

Jenx would finally prevail as the underdog ruler and all will be well. Everything will go heavenly and I'd get the happy ending I deserved.

Yeah, after being under a curse because it was my fault in being stupid, I hadn't yet grasped that God doesn't care. The kingdoms don't care. No one cares. Not even Jack. Because the fantasy that played out in my tiny, naive mind⁠—this subconscious objective was destroyed all in one go. Rightfully so.

I remembered the feeling of deja vu, when I was guided by the guards and being involuntarily shipped to another place. And thinking I had the privilege to escape it. Now, history has repeated and I watched Jack watch me, being dragged away by the guards being exiled to the above in a way.

I never thought that could happen.

I never thought someone who I thought loved me as equally, would utter words and say the order and I'd be gone just like that.

But I can't help ruminating on that night.

Jack ... why'd you let me go?

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THE FALLEN ANGEL

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At the feast, after his sweet talk Jack gently whispered into my ear. "I love you, Elsa," he told me. "I can finally admit that to you."

I folded my arms, trying not to burst out in uncontrollable joy. He likes me. He loves me! Although, I did have this notion that our feelings were mutual, but he said it ... the world is ending and I'm enveloped in this spirit of happiness, so much so that my feathers were rattled and my angelic glow had the equivalent of God's thunder. 

"Is that so?" I teased, turning my head away from him, trying not to expose how overjoyed I was. "I was just a servant- I mean slave ... and now you've fallen in love with one. I don't believe you."

"I was just joking Elsa."

I turned back to him. "Joking?!"

An amused smile grew on his face. "Don't you try to tease me," he said and flicked my forehead. "Because I won't ever say it again ... Angel."

"Same here. Now go away to all your wealthy and important guests." I pouted. "I'm sure you had an amazing time with them judging by how you act."

"I like it here though. It's fun teasing you."

"... Go jump into some holy water."

"I might be in love with you. But I'm still you're master," he said. "Now be a nice Angel and stay while I entertain my guests."

... Was it just me or did he feel slightly more superior once he confessed his love ...? But when he left me, I had hit a state of depression. What now? I had been struggling and aiming to win his affections and now that it had been confirmed ... what now? Do we just have a platonic back and forth and that was enough to satisfy the both of us?

I wanted more. 

But an angel and a demon ...? The first person to pose that idea is now burning in the eternal flames of Hell. 

Busy in rumination, the festivities wrapped up. And Jack and Jenx's excellent hospitality made it hard for guests to leave, especially since a majority of them when they entered couldn't wait to leave Hell.

As everyone dispersed the only ones left behind was my family, which I thought would be the first to leave and their guards. Jenx was in the background and gave my one final, long glance and looked away as she walked through the door to retire to bed. 

Confused, my head darted around each of the beings in the room as the atmosphere became thick and suffocating. Mother was the first to confront me, she gently grabbed my arm and pulled me toward her. "Come on dear, we're going home."

I jerked my arm free. "... What?"

"You're going back to Heaven, Elsa," father said firmly. "Let's go we're wasting time."

"Did my time finish- or ...?"

"The agreement between me and the Angel Council has be nulled in replacement of a new contract," Jack said, moving between my parents and looking down on me. The glare- it was as if he looked at me as I just met him. Just the exiled, fallen angel whose only purpose was to serve. "You will go back home and they will satisfy my new terms."

"... What are you talking about?" I said softly. "How could you just decide that on your own?"

"You are just a servant Elsa," he said. "You're needs are the least of my concern."

My whole body trembled. I'd like to think as if it was the anger burning inside of me, but it was just me ... just me trying not to shed tears. "Are you joking?"

"Does this look like the environment I would joke?" he said and her turned around to the personnel and my family. "Give us a moment."

As they all reluctantly exit the room, I expected Jack's demeanor to change but it was unwavering. 

"You said you loved me not long ago."

"I don't love you."

I grabbed the sleeves of his robe. "What are you up to Jack? You can't just tell me you don't love me anymore."

"... I don't," he said. "My love for you was just deceiving myself. How could I love an Angel ... especially a servant."

"Because you did! You said it! You said it and I saw it! Whatever they are doing to you tell me!"

"I could've died because of you Elsa," he told me. "You are no longer suitable to serve me."

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My knees were brittle and my soul weighed down my body, the guards stormed in and as an effort they strung my across the floor. My aura turned black. And all I remembered was his blurry figure in the distance, staying still. 

And I wasn't the same Angel.