《I'M ALIVE!》Chapter VII - ♪ It's been a hard day's night. And I've been murderin' like a psycho ♫
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Eligor, fallen angel, and lord of war. A feel a calling like this demon is asking me to summon it. Here we go:
“Eligor Deus infernalis bellum miles. Sie faciam tibi: angelus lapsus, praesidium meum!”
A knight in shining black armor was before me, holding a black lance. It has metallic wings and red flames surround them. Eligor kneels before me and speaks with a muffled voice.
“I shall be your tool for destruction and war, my Führer!”
“Are you a fucking Nazi, Eligor? Do I look like Adolf fucking Hitler?"
“I was on the side of every great leader that ascended to power. Adolf Hitler was the last human to make a pact with Lucipher, but they were not Bearers of the Book. What title you wish to be called, my Lord?”
“Call me Nemesis!”
“As you wish, my Nemesis!”
Is it I or this fucker is dumb as a fucking rock? Is it some kind of a machine like Marbas?
“Just call me Nemesis, Eligor. The way you said it sounded like we were fucking enemies. Can I see your face under this Helmet?
“As you wish, Nemesis!”
Eligor takes off the helmet and the bastard looked like some zombie.
“Can you do me a favor, Eligor?”
“Every wish shall be provided, Nemesis!”
“Never take that damn helmet off again!”
“Your will is my own!”
I will take that as a yes. Well, I warned Eligor about Urinal and went to the shower. So much blood of that fucking lizard was covering my body. I looked to the side and saw the fucking demon kneeling while I was washing my fucking dick. What a scare that bastard gave me!
“Eligor! Are you fucking crazy you motherfucker? Let me take my shower alone. Wait for me in my room!”
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“As you wish, it shall be done!”
This Fucking demon is making me miss Marbas! Finally, I finish my shower. I Get some pajamas. Every time I passed through Eligor, the fucker kneeled. The fucker at least is obedient and stayed in my room. I was going to check on Agatha.
The guest room had its door open, so I got inside the room. There was still sound of water falling down, but Agatha sounded like she was crying and calling my name. I got worried and opened the door with caution. She did not see me, but she was fine; she was just masturbating and saying my name as she moaned. I close the door without making any noise and got out of the room. I was hard as a rock down there.
I was going to spend the night with a very hot teenager, in my fucking apartment, that was masturbating while she whispered my fucking real name. I am screwed! The girl is shy but if she makes a move, I won’t be able to say no. Well, she is sixteen and can consent. But I have the mood killer in my room. Am I really thinking about fucking that girl? I guess I am. I just have to think about Eligor’s face and everything will be fine and soft. There she was after the shower, looking at me in the kitchen and thinking that I was unaware of her desire to fuck me. Wait... She… chose the pajamas that Sofia liked the most…
“I can cook for us if you want!”
“Let’s get some pizza and a soda. What do you think?”
“I love pizza!”
Agatha smiled at me. I need to come back to Eligor’s face once more.
“Let’s watch something or play video games? I have nothing better to offer!”
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“I never played video games before, but I would like to watch a movie.”
“Okay!”
We go to the living room and the girl is choosing a movie with the remote in her hands. Please don’t be romance. Please don’t be romance. ‘An education’ it looks like a fucking romance. The fucking synopsis is ‘A coming-of-age story about a teenage girl in 1960s suburban London, and how her life changes with the arrival of a playboy nearly twice her age.’
This can’t be a hint. I am overthinking shit again. Who knows? Maybe she had a crush on some teacher.
“This movie seems interesting. What do you say?”
“ Whatever! That’s okay for me.”
No. It was fucking not okay. The pizza arrived later and we were eating and watching the movie. It is a pretty decent movie, to be honest. The mood was right for dating, or kissing, or fucking. Shit! It is getting late. When I realized, Agatha fell asleep on the couch. I covered her with a comforter, lifted her head, and put a pillow under her head. She had tears in her eyes. Man, I kinda miss this feeling in my heart. Someone else at home with me. I go to my room to sleep. And there is my fucking reality shock. Fucking Eligor kneeling before me!
“Eligor, do whatever you need to protect that girl sleeping in the living room. If you have to choose between saving my ass or her butt. Choose her butt! ”
“As you wish, it shall be done!”
I can finally sleep in peace, after days of killing and weird shit. I hit the bed and I fall asleep like a rock. In my dreams, I saw my wife smiling at me like the last day I saw her alive.
I wake up the next morning and everything is normal, except for fucking Urinal and Eligor staring at each other in combat stance in my living room, while Agatha is holding her staff that is glowing with some weird bluish energy. Fuck! I wish I could have coffee before the shit show starts.
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