I had chosen violence.

Darkness.

The path of indulgence.

My body thrummed with power, excitement coating my bones. The uncertainty of my future appealed to me. The archangels arrived at the beach a few days ago, right in the spot I invoked Asmodeus, declaring myself in allegiance with him. A bright missile of light only we could see collided in the sand.

Asmodeus knew the path they would follow. First the beach and the decimated book, then my ...