This is from a different POV.
In the depths of the uunderworld, his castle stood. The underworld isn't underfoot as people wouuld think. Its one of the many unknown worlds that God had sown into the earth's fabric; or hell's fabric. Its hard to tell. In this world the children of demons live. The children of demons aren't damned to hell as many some would think. They have a choice to remain evil and corrupted, or they could make their way up to God. So far, only one had crossed over.
Diomus was the leader; the eldest of Lucifer's sons. His castle stood hundreds of feet high. The castle seemed to hold up the blood red, black sky which contained faint twinkles of light.
The castle was pale white in stark contrast to the dreary, dangerous scenery. In the castle, the walls were black in yet the lighting was perfect. Pictures of the Fall filled the palace to remind the residents of their hatred toward God. Diomus sat on his white, tall throne which was wrapped in dark vines. Ironically, his father is the prince of darkness, but Diomus' power has light attributes. He sat quietly with his eyes closed. His skin was completely white and wore a creme coloured tuxedo. For someone who was born before the time of Jesus, he only looked like he was in his twenties.
Infront of his throne knelt two other demons. Both were males.
"You failed to retrieve the girl." He said with his eyes still closed.
"Apologies master" Hosen's belligerent voice replied.
"She slipped away." Jahso finished Hosen's sentence.
Diomus opened his dark purple eyes. The children of demons were deceiving. They're extremely good looking for creatures sending themselves to destruction. Their ears were that of trolls and their teeth those of vampires.
"That damned girl had been a thorn in my plan for almost five years. She doesn't allow her darkness to take complete control of her. All that power locked in her weak pathetic body. If she could have been killed on that moon, that power would've been mine. Her blood could make me invincible."
He wanted that power to fuel himself. Make him stronger.
"She shouldn't have slipped away like that. She can't fend for herself against us demons." Hosen said.
"Very true. So that means we have a rebel on our hands."
Hope you enjoyed. I have the next part but I'm too tired to post it now.
In the depths of the uunderworld, his castle stood. The underworld isn't underfoot as people wouuld think. Its one of the many unknown worlds that God had sown into the earth's fabric; or hell's fabric. Its hard to tell. In this world the children of demons live. The children of demons aren't damned to hell as many some would think. They have a choice to remain evil and corrupted, or they could make their way up to God. So far, only one had crossed over.
Diomus was the leader; the eldest of Lucifer's sons. His castle stood hundreds of feet high. The castle seemed to hold up the blood red, black sky which contained faint twinkles of light.
The castle was pale white in stark contrast to the dreary, dangerous scenery. In the castle, the walls were black in yet the lighting was perfect. Pictures of the Fall filled the palace to remind the residents of their hatred toward God. Diomus sat on his white, tall throne which was wrapped in dark vines. Ironically, his father is the prince of darkness, but Diomus' power has light attributes. He sat quietly with his eyes closed. His skin was completely white and wore a creme coloured tuxedo. For someone who was born before the time of Jesus, he only looked like he was in his twenties.
Infront of his throne knelt two other demons. Both were males.
"You failed to retrieve the girl." He said with his eyes still closed.
"Apologies master" Hosen's belligerent voice replied.
"She slipped away." Jahso finished Hosen's sentence.
Diomus opened his dark purple eyes. The children of demons were deceiving. They're extremely good looking for creatures sending themselves to destruction. Their ears were that of trolls and their teeth those of vampires.
"That damned girl had been a thorn in my plan for almost five years. She doesn't allow her darkness to take complete control of her. All that power locked in her weak pathetic body. If she could have been killed on that moon, that power would've been mine. Her blood could make me invincible."
He wanted that power to fuel himself. Make him stronger.
"She shouldn't have slipped away like that. She can't fend for herself against us demons." Hosen said.
"Very true. So that means we have a rebel on our hands."
Hope you enjoyed. I have the next part but I'm too tired to post it now.
