~~~Azazel~~~
I yawned, wiping the blood of a child off my face. Bodies littered the streets of the massacred town, I admired my work from the center of the road. As soon as the piercing wail of sirens could be audible I took quickly into the cover of the dark forest; the metallic scent of blood-filled air faded to the crisp, cool breeze of the woods. I breathed it in with a sigh, pausing to enjoy the noiseless serenity. My peace was broken by the roar of a helicopter whizzing by overhead, with the arrival of more law enforcement I ducked into my hidden passageway. The grass was mostly dead and up to my knees, it was very thin and some patches were worn down. Thorny plants and trees arched around the path and provided excellent cover from peering eyes. I glanced at the trees hanging over my head, through the flora beautiful groups of stars and distant galaxies could be seen. The sky was cloudless and lacked a moon, the only light provided was the glittering bodies of gas. I sighed, I had grown to love my lonely existence. No one to hold me back, question my every move, no one else to think about. I preferred living on the edge of the knife as public enemy number one then living with a family. I was always on the lamb, avoiding both angel and human law-enforcement, the taste of blood always fresh in my mouth. I had one-night stands with hammered men from gay bars every night, only to murder them afterwards. A guy had to get his sex-fix somewhere right? Even if it was meaningless and with a man covered in glitter and feathers. Often I had dreamed of settling down with another man, but I cannot linger in one place for too long or the angels will find me and they will kill me on sight. I shrugged away the distraction of a man in my life, climbing up a tree and settling down on a thick tree branch. I kicked my feet up on a lump on the branch, leaning against the sturdy trunk. I admired the stars from my perch, the number of people I'd eaten and killed exhausted my energy. I drifted off for a few hours, waking up the moment the sun rose. Familiar red eyes burned into mine, I jumped in alarm. The eyes didn't blink, a beautiful face framed by rosy pink hair. "R-Rose...?" I murmured, recognizing her after a few moments. Her eyes filled with hate, "You have a second chance, dickwad. I suggest you take it."
"What are you talking about?" I demanded.
"You will be forced to visit the past and face the horrors you committed and see the outcomes of your crimes, as well as what could have happened," she hissed. Before I could command she explain the woods vanished from around me.
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