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“Smite me.” a demon cries at the sky, daring God
The demons name is Crawly.
The fall was a very recent occurannce and while Crawly will later say that he slauntered vaugely downwards right now he’s fallen.
It didnt feel real at first, but after the pain subdued and after days of crying, begging and apologizing at the sky, it does.
“Smite me.” he cries with a raspy voice, tired from screaming and blood shot eyes that can barley see thru the tears
“Smite me! smite me! smite me!”
“stop being a coward and answer me!”
Goddamn it, just finnish the job! he thinks.
“Cast me out of heaven just to let me live, is that your bloody plan?” Crawly screams, yells and cries at the heavens. He’s in so much pain and needs it to stop.
she doesnt answer.
“All i did was just ask questions.” his voice soft and quiet, tired ffrom screaming “im sorry.”
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“Smite me” Crawly yells. this time he’s not sorry, he’s not sad. He’s angry
He’s making a mess. Breaking things, destroying tree’s, kicking animals and uprooting plants.
“Smite me, fucking smite me!” look im being a nuisance, a bother, a problem smite me and get it over with.
answer me goddamn it!
He’s angry and yelling and breaking things and half expects God to do something
she doesnt answer.
he does not stop.
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“Smite me” Crawly says. This time he’s not crying or screaming or yelling. Its not a whisper or shout, just something said.
its been a while since the fall and he doesnt know why he’s even trying.
“Smite me and get it over with.” he says numbly. Please. he’s already given up along time ago
Smite me and make it stop hurting.
She doesnt answer.
He doesnt expect her to.
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On the top of the wall, two man shaped beings stood.
“I gave it away.” says one of them. An angel who Crowley (previosly known a crawly) is pretty sure owned a sword. A flaming one.
“You what!?” exclaims Crowley
“I gave it away” says the angel with the brightest blue eyes and the softest curls.
Aziraphale, Crowley thinks, thats his name.
He doesnt hear it. No one does, but somewhere up in heaven god smiles to herself and like the smug bastard she is, answers.
“There, now your smitten.”