Chapter 48

"And how could he have let the angel of death become the guardian of the queen of hell?" I asked, astonished, and even a little admired at not having received any archangel.

"He really didn't want any of his soldiers to peve into his plans over the centuries," he explained, picking up the thread of my thoughts. The Creator entrusted me with the mission of observing her because she believed that, when the moment came, I could easily take her soul away from the body. So it would take you some time to return, that is, if you returned.

"Only Lucifer can kill me," I spoke with a debauched smile.

"I can too," said Miguel without changing.

My brow frowned again. My head looked like it was on fire. I needed to sleep, but first I needed to understand how everything could be connected and in the worst possible way. I sighed and inspired. The more time passed, the more my life seemed like a complete mess. I just wanted to know when that would end.

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