"No, I wouldn't. I don't do that. What you think I'm like a demon? They're heartless and cold is the best way to describe them. I know them pretty well from all of their raids on the north gate," stated Andora. Getting up she joined them under their tree getting interested in what they have to say.
Tal fluttered down landing in between Andora and the roaming nomad. "No explanation of past is needed. You have a right to keep it to yourself." she told him. "Andora." she said nodding to her in acknowledgment.
"You got a point there. But the Satan's army are the worst. Complete opposite of angels if you ask me," said Andora before she turned to face her old war friend, Tal.
"Anyways hello Tal! It's been a long time since that battle we fought together. Must've been a century. Wow! That long! You look really great," commented Andora. She nodded to Tal in return.
"i have done the same, but you have not met every demon, there is such a thing as a good demon, and if you dont believe me just ask god" Eddie argued back.
~and a dark angel is more a demon than any thing else, but no one knows that~
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"I've met most demons. They're horrid in some varieties and calmer in others. Kinda like me cause I'm a hothead! Yes, I'll admit it," sighed Andora as she looked at the others.
Tal sighed. "Eddie, if I had achance to ask him I would." she said. "But I'm often flying around defending God's mortal warriors, the humans, and have very little time to talk." She turned to ANdora. "It is good to see you again, friend. How goes troops under your command?"
"When I was very young, my parents were killed by some disease... I remember praying for them every night, my family were all devout Christians. No help came, and they died before long. My brother and I cursed the name of that which we worshipped. We felt betrayed. Satan, apparently, was watching us, and gave us a 'deal' of sorts. We were granted immortality, if we would be his private henchmen--carry out his dirty work. By the time I was sixteen or seventeen, I was purely evil. I lived and breathed it. And I stayed that way for who knows how long, two, three four hundred years perhaps. Then, one day, my brother was killed by a pair of demons having a little fun. I killed both of them and swore that I would get vengeance if it took me an eternity. I was cast out of hell, and my immortality taken from me. I am a mere man, now."
"I'm sorry to hear that. But you know that if you die as a mortal you go to one of two places. One I hope I never have to see." Tal said. "Horrid little buggers those arrogant little demons can be." she shook her head. "If I knew who the demons who killed your brother were, I'd kill them, although vengeance isn't mine."