Devil's Conflict by Percival Constantine

Author:Percival Constantine [Constantine, Percival]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Percival Constantine
Published: 2018-08-06T16:00:00+00:00

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The spell worked just as Asmodeus knew it would, leading him far from Chicago—and America as a whole—and into the southernmost continent. His wings allowed him to traverse great distances in the blink of an eye, and when he arrived, he allowed his target some space.

Cain walked across the frozen, Antarctic tundra and approached the water’s edge. He was still dressed in the same clothes he wore when he’d accompanied Asmodeus and the others into Purgatory. But now, he stripped down to nothing, the cold having no effect on him.

On the upper portion of the man’s left arm, Asmodeus saw the symbols burned into flesh. It was the Hebrew word for fugitive. The Mark of Cain that was set upon him after he introduced murder into the world.

Asmodeus continued to watch as the naked Cain gripped a blade between his teeth and dove into the frigid waters. He folded his arms and waited calmly, just watching. The minutes ticked by, without Cain having the need to come up for water a single time. After about fifteen minutes had passed, something was thrown from the water and landed on the ice. It was a large seal.

Then, two hands emerged from the water and gripped the edge. Cain pulled himself from the sea and onto the ice. He took the blade from his teeth and shook the water from his long hair and beard, then started to cut into the animal’s flesh.

Without even looking up from his work, he said, “Are you gonna watch me all night or are you gonna tell me why you’re here?”

Asmodeus allowed himself a small grin and then flew over to Cain’s position. He landed on the ice behind the murderer and his wings changed to light, retreating into his back. “I’m impressed you knew it was me.”

“Of course I did,” said Cain. “No one else out here but me. Think I couldn’t tell when a demon lord is nearby?”

“I suppose I should have expected as much.”

“So what do you want? Here to get revenge for leavin’ you behind?” asked Cain.

“I do owe you for that, but what use would it be? There’s no one you care for and you don’t fear death—you wish for it,” said Asmodeus. “Instead, I have something more important I want to discuss with you.”

“And that is?”

“How you got out here.”

Cain paused for a moment then continued his carving, removing the organs from the seal. “Well, turns out your boy Cross told me a tall tale. Promised me him and his angel buddy could remove the Mark, let me finally rest.” He stopped carving for a moment to point to the mark on his arm. “You can see how well he lived up to that promise.”

“How did you react when you found out?”

Cain scoffed. “How the fuck you think I reacted? Tried to kill the lyin’ sonnuva bitch. His guardian angel intervened, zapped me down here.”

“That was months ago. Why are you still here?” asked Asmodeus.

Cain finished his work on the seal and stood, going back to the edge of the ice.

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