Empty mind is the home to devil, right? Wrong. The stranger kept his mind always occupied fearing the devil would come home. But the devil would always find him irrespective. The devil had not the patience of waiting for the stranger to be idle. And, there’s was no escaping it.
The devil wanted to make him his agent. An agent of darkness. An agent who could take vengeance with the angels for him. The devil wanted him to not let light ever enter the hearts of people and dethrone darkness. He was the devil’s best chance in ages. The devil saw the good person the stranger was, everyone is. The devil had also seen what made the stranger his best chance ever.
The stranger could read the calm faces of people hiding their worst nightmares. He could feel the coldness flowing in their warm blood. He could see the darkness residing in the remote corners of their hearts. The devil had seen him catch angels unaware and unguarded, make them beg for mercy. And then kill them. Brutally. Without the faintest traces of regrets.
Despite having seen the darkness in the stranger the devil believed that’s not all that he is capable of. The devil could never fully read the stranger. This made the devil want him even bad, no matter the price. The devil perfectly knew the stakes. If he somehow lost the stranger, he would have to regret for the thousand of years the mankind would survive on earth. It wouldn’t be all over for the devil but he would then have to fight and conspire like an underdog unlike the big dog he now is. He would have to begin all over again.
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