This is just a short prologue, chapters will be much longer. I edited the old one because I hated it, Review with your thoughts :) !
Humans are disgusting, even by my standards. Mortal vessels corrupted by greed, at best.
That's what I love about them.
They are so easy to manipulate. So easy to twist. The Good Lord himself created a bountiful environment of goodness in every direction, but just a sliver of hatred is enough to wilt an atmosphere into cataclysmic destruction. No matter how hard he tries, I can always bring someone to my side. He even thought of dogs. Any human that can be evil when there are dogs in the world is a lost man. So I take these lost men, rip out their souls and bring them to hell, here with me, leaving their shell on Earth, completely undebauched and normal for all anyone else knows. Another great thing about mortals, I should mention - their supernatural oblivity. It makes my job so much easier.
They pretty much invite me to steal their souls and use what remains to make this world my own. And I plan to do that, just like I have in the past. My inclinations have influenced many people to commit heinous deeds.
Suicide.
Homicide.
Genocide.
Whenever a suburban mother gasps at the news, thinking how anyone could muster enough evil to commit such dreadful sins, you can be sure it wasn't their fault. Not at all. It was mostly me. Of course, I don't take full credit. Every human has the capability for these great acts. It's just that they can get blindsided by their conscience. That's where I come in – I merely assist in… letting people give into urges they wouldn't ever dream of, because morality would always hold them back.
I don't possess children, though. That's a rule. Not because they are hard to manifest or anything (it's quite the opposite). But they are of little use, and sometimes worried parents catch on. When a breastfeeding mother's nipples start to bleed, they start to get suspicious. It caused plenty of prayers and rituals, harshly affecting my process. On the other hand, adults are super easy – they are exposed to many factors that could cause them to turn without my help – money, fame, power, sex. I just cajole them a little. But I have reinforced plenty of grownups by now, and progress is smooth, but not swift. Leaving a bit of leeway to experiment.
I want to try possessing teenagers.
If children are too hard, and adults too easy, then teenagers should be at the stage of pubescence to be a great asset in my domination. Their mere adolescence cements an expectation of rowdiness, one that they've come to embody just through the repetition of hearing it for so long. I don't think there's any harm in exaggerating that rowdiness to my proportions. There's one teenager in particular I've had my eye on for a while now.
Noah Puckerman.
I don't think he'll take much to possess. He's practically known as my advocate already. Peed in a fry-o-later at work, constantly starting fights, an all-round bully who's seething with wrath. Absolutely perfect. By morning, I shall have him overflowing with that deadly sin, and then he can spark the manifestation of myself into his wholesome glee club. And then from there… well, let's just say not even a priest could help you then.
I will end this power struggle, and the almighty God will be no match for his fallen angel.