Chapter 182: What In The Sweet Hell?!?
"You’re acting like you’ve never fucked yourself," chuckled Luci as she came to a stop. We were standing on the walls of a castle, looking over at the sea of demons in front of us. They were all different shapes and sizes; some had wings while others didn’t, but they were all staring at the two of us as if we were the beginning and end of their world.
Then Luci’s words hit.
"Ha, ha," I sneered. I would fully admit to touching myself, wanting to take the power away from Père when it came to my body and what brought it pleasure and pain. It was also the same reason why I had cut myself a few times in the past.
Everything was about control. Which was amusing, considering I was the most out of control person I knew.
Shaking my head, I pointed to the demons. "Why did you create them to look like this?" I asked, thinking back to what Gluttony had said. He thought that the way he looked was a punishment from a vindictive creator, but I knew that Luci wasn’t like it.
Confused, Luci looked at me. "What do you mean? Aren’t they beautiful?" she asked as if she didn’t understand how I couldn’t see it.
"Oh, they really are. I’m just saying that compared to angels and humans, they are completely different," I replied, pointing out the obvious.
"Angels and humans conceal the monsters inside of them with their looks. Everyone only sees what is one the outside and then are disappointed when they learn more about the inside. And let’s face it, you can tell a person’s face, but never their hearts. For the demons, I didn’t want them to have to hide. Yes, they might not be for everyone, but they also don’t have to hide who they are or what they feel."
Grunting in agreement, I had to give it to Luci. How many times did a human hide the evil in their hearts and no one see it?