Never Meant to Love
I got inspired by this video (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a9wdfJKbHa0) to write this SHORT story. I drew the main story and idea and changed the setting to make it somewhat original as far as where it takes place and the characters. For this story, I leave the characters completely nameless as I felt that using Silnis as the angel and some original character as the demon was too overdone for me so they have no names! Imagine them completely how you want! That's the fun part! And, yes, I am a total fan of Vocaloids! Japan FTW! XD Oh and enjoy! Comments, favs, and votes are appreciated. Please no comments relating to religion and how the afterlife is supposed to be in your opinion! Just read and enjoy. :)
He...was an angel. Nothing could ever taint his beautiful figure and heart. His gentle smile would set the sky alight with brilliance. He was desired by all...even I. While he sat among the clouds, resting in eternal bliss, I gazed at him from far below the earth where flames of hatred and sin burned. I...was a demon. Cursed I am to feel pain and hatred every waking moment of my immortal life. I was desired by none.... Where he was loved...I was feared.
Sitting upon the highest point in Hell, I turned my eyes upwards to where I knew he would always be sitting upon a cloud and resting. My eyes searched the skies until his angelic face brought me to a stop. Even in his sleep he still smiled. I often wondered what he was dreaming about. My hopes wished that they were of me, but they were only a fool's hopes. Why would he ever think or dream about me? He was an angel and I a demon.... We are sworn enemies. If he were to wander too close to me, I would have to kill him...my angel. No.... I prayed, even if He would not hear me, that my angel would stay where he was. Though my heart yearns to touch and breathe in his scent...I cannot...for his own safety. We meeting would only bring about a tragic demise for either one of us. For now...all I can do is watch him from afar.
Demons...are not meant to feel love, but why does this chaotic feeling exist within me? Whenever I see him my heart pounds with an intensity I have never felt before. Thinking about his smile washes away all the pain and hatred I feel. My angel...he always has that effect on me. When I see him laugh, I laugh. When he smiles, I smile. No one can make me feel...happier...than he does. I have seen him cry once, though it was a mystery to me. Why was he crying? I knew Heaven was a sanctuary of joy and everlasting paradise. Why was he upset if he had everything he needed and wanted? It pulled at my heart when I saw him crying. I wanted to hold and comfort him, but it was not meant to be. I could only watch helplessly as my angel cried until his eyes were red and his tears had dried. His pain and sorrow flowed into me and I felt useless for being unable to be there for him.
My angel...I so desperately wish to be there for you. Why am I cursed to be a demon? Why are you blessed to be an angel? We are two different beings whose existences are meant to extinguish the other. I prayed to Him that he could rid me of my existence below the earth. I've prayed many times...but he has not answered. I know I am down here for a reason and rightly deserve it. So here I must remain.... I only wish...to be with you.
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He...was a demon. There he suffers in Hell for the crimes he committed in his past life. Demons are ugly and terrifying people...but not him. When I gaze down at him from the clouds, I see a handsome face, perfect body, and a warm heart that no demon should possess. He was...different...but he was still a demon nonetheless. I...was an angel. I live in a perfect sanctuary where everything I need or want is provided for me. Than why...do I feel that not everything that I need or want is here?
Every day I would rest on the clouds, occasionally drifting off to sleep. I knew he was down there...watching me as I rested. His eyes spoke no harm to me though. He was simply watching over me like a guardian. I should have felt disgusted or afraid that a demon was watching me, but I felt safety and comfort for some odd reason. I always felt more content and safe as I slept when he was watching me.
The more he watched over me, the more I saw him. I made sure to look at him with slightly closed eyes, pretending to be asleep. His gaze on me was unwavering. He would always react to what I would do. I would smile and he would do the same. I would laugh and he would too. I started to develop a feeling for him as time went by. This feeling was embraced in Heaven--love--but was the love I felt for him right? Angels and demons are enemies. We were to kill each other on sight if one of us got too close to the other. So...if he did approach me...I would have to kill him regardless of what I felt. I-I could never do that.... What I feel for him may be wrong, but I could never kill him.
I knew we could never be together. It's was this simple fact that caused me to feel pain and sorrow in a place where these two feelings do not exist. I cried, the first since my time being here, and the thought that I could not be with him broke my heart. Why did he have to be a demon? Why did I have to be an angel? My love for him is true, but our contrasting existences are keeping us apart. I prayed to Him, hoping he could bring my love to me or vice versa, but no answer has been given to me. It was a desperate and fruitless prayer, I knew, but now this paradise that I live in will no longer feel like one without him in my life. My only wish...is to be with you.