From The Depths Of Hell

-They say Angels are unbreakable- Their ethereal forms impervious to the ravages of time and mortal strife. But what they fail to understand is that it is not their celestial bodies that defy destruction—it is their unwavering resolve, their unyielding hearts, and their boundless love that render them invincible. In the celestial tapestry, where light and shadow weave intricate patterns, angels tread a delicate balance. Their wings bear the weight of cosmic secrets, their eyes witness both creation and decay. And when love blossoms among the stars, it becomes a force that transcends realms—a beacon that pierces even the darkest abyss. Xavier, once an angel of unwavering devotion, dared to love beyond the boundaries set by heaven. His heart, once pure, became entangled in a web spun by the king of lies himself. For me, he bartered more than he could ever imagine—a pact that would echo through eternity. But as I sit here, imprisoned in this realm of despair, I question. Lucifer’s claim to me is tenuous at best, like a house of cards waiting for the slightest breath to knock it down. His right to keep me here, to use me as a pawn in his never-ending games of power and dominion, is merely an illusion—a trick of the light in his kingdom’s darkness. I am not a commodity to trade or a trophy to display. I am a being unbound by any chains, least of all those forged by the likes of him. The idea that he could use me as a tool for his purposes is an insult to the very essence of what I am. A fire erupts in the depths of my soul—a defiant flame that will not be extinguished. Xavier’s love may have led him astray, but it is the same love that will save us. And Lucifer, for all his cunning and might, will soon realize that he has underestimated the power of an unyielding heart and an unbreakable spirit. I will not be useful. I will not be caged. The tables will eventually turn, and Lucifer will realize that in attempting to bind me, he has only forged the key to his own demise.