Chapter 87

"I should start thinking about what would prevent the sin of lust in tearing off the head of the angel of death when we all go down joyfully to hell," he said with a low giggle. I made a sound of anger. Tennebris laughed even more, but he also raised his hands long enough for me to understand that it was a gesture of surrender." I'm just saying, Your Majesty, nothing ends after we stop the Creator's initial plans. Something much bigger is rising right under your nose, and you don't realize it. It almost reminds me of the last time we were on earth... It's so coincidently that your glorious archangel is always involved in the plots that end with your death, don't you think?

"I'm not going to die this time, Tennebris.

"Who guarantees this?

"Nobody," I retorted, shrugging. I parked at the top of the cliff that led to the sea. There was a much quieter passage where humans went down to contemplate the waves, but it would be interesting to be at a more strategic point to see ho