Vengeance: A War with the God

"Please, I beg of you. Help me," Aksh said, kneeling before his throne. "I am ready to do whatever you ask of me."

The Devil turned his attention toward her, inching closer, his eerie voice whispering, his nails tracing a delicate pattern on her cheeks, a subtle excitement in his stance. "Child, you are not meant to be here. Your sweet and naive heart may not withstand the bargain," he said, a hint of longing in his eyes for her pure yet deeply wounded soul. "You should kneel before the God you worship." He elegantly swirled his cape and returned to his throne, sipping from his glass of blood. "You may take your leave."

"I worship no God. If He were truly righteous, He wouldn't have allowed the things to happen to me. I am prepared to trade my body and soul to you. I don't care about the consequences. I aim for the power you can grant me. I plan to leave this land as soon as possible, but before that, I must seek vengeance for my wounded soul. Only you can help me. Please give me what I seek," Aksh begged.

"Why do you require this power?" the Devil asked slyly, clearly aware of the wrongs that had befallen her.

"I understand you can see through my intentions. I know you desire my soul. I'm here willingly, offering it to you. I know you can't harm me; otherwise, you wouldn't have waited so patiently."

"Why do you think I would want your tainted body and soul?" His intrigue deepened as he observed her speak, a distinct hunger for her soul intensifying within him.

"Because if it held no value for you, you wouldn't have dispatched that minion to defile me," she responded, fully aware of his desires and the measures she needed to take to secure what she sought from him.

"I see," the Devil mused. "And even after knowing that you want me to grant you power?"

"Yes."

"I notice you're not disappointed by my actions. Why is that?"

"If God allowed you to do that to me, it suggests I'm not as important to Him as I am to you. He let you do as you pleased while I suffered. I don't believe He deserves my faith anymore. Furthermore, I've come to realize there's no way to defeat you. It's wiser to seek revenge and give you what you desire. But to attain what you desire, you must grant me what I seek," Aksh spoke with calculated precision and care in her words.

"And what is it that you desire?" He understood that she could become a formidable threat to his very existence, but her willingness to come to him only heightened his desire for her.

"Revenge. Revenge against the man," she declared firmly, her eyes aflame with the desire for vengeance.

"I don't understand. You seek retribution against the man rather than me, even though you know I sent him," he said. It was rather a question. His curiosity was piqued by her desires. He found himself unable to fully grasp her motivations as if some force were shielding her true intentions, or perhaps it was the intensity of her hatred that obscured all else. The Devil felt perplexed, reminding himself to tread cautiously in this precarious bargain. After all, she was the Almighty's favorite soul.

"He had a choice. He made it, and I intend to make him regret it. If selling my soul is the price, then I am prepared."

"Interesting. Very interesting," the Devil said, his intrigue growing. "You know what? Now that I've witnessed this side of you, I'm inclined to keep you by my side forever. I shall grant you the power you seek, but you must remain with me eternally. If you wish, I wouldn't mind using my influence to aid you in your revenge. After all, that wretched soul has been a thorn in my side lately."

With careful consideration, Aksh added, "However, you must understand that I will not partake in the blood you offer, nor will I harm any innocent soul for your sake. I understand the cost you're willing to pay for me. It's crucial that you fully comprehend my intentions. Whether you decide to bestow the power upon me or not, your longing for my soul remains undeniable."

The Devil raised an eyebrow, his skepticism evident, questioning both the audacity of the bargain and her unwavering resolve. Nevertheless, he couldn't help but acknowledge that the soul he sought wouldn't be acquired so easily. Her purity only heightened the desirability of her soul. "Your desire seems a little too audacious, don't you think?"

"And it seems you're not bothered by that fact, or are you? I'm well aware of the intentions you harbor once this deal concludes. After all, you are the Devil who shattered everything for me," Aksh remarked, her negotiating stance shifting suddenly from pleading to demanding.

"Shall we sign the deal, My Desired Soul?"

"Without a doubt."

"Here, sign the contract with your blood," the Devil said, sniffing her as if he were ready to devour her soul.

As Aksh carefully read the contract, the Devil grew impatient. He was prepared to grant her the world in exchange for her soul, but he recognized her cunning nature. So, he bided his time, fully aware that her soul was now his.

She picked up the blade, her fingers gingerly tracing its razor-sharp edge. An abrupt thud shattered her concentration. She glanced behind her, only to find the Devil impatiently urging her to sign the treaty quickly. This raised her suspicions. She peered over his shoulder and saw a figure rushing toward them.

"What are you doing, Child?" the figure inquired.

"It appears that making deals with the Devil has raised the Almighty's antenna. Losing a soldier to the opponent must have triggered some anxiety," she retorted with a sardonic smile.

"The Devil is neither His opponent nor are you His soldier. He gathers no armies. That's the domain of those with the will to quarrel. He choose no battles," the figure responded calmly.

"Interesting. You just toss humans into battles and watch them be tortured and crushed."

"He had sent you to no battles. It's the Devil who pushed you."

"But you all stood by and watched me get burned," Aksh yelled.

"There was a reason—"

"A reason? What reason could be so crucial that you'd let me suffer, let him win, and let that man lay a hand on me? And now you want me to have faith in your God because He would do something afterward instead of preventing it from happening in the first place? Was it a test, then? To see if I would still have faith in Him even after you all allowed those unspeakable things to happen to me?"

"You seem not to have lost faith in Him, Child. Allow me to rescue you from him," the figure implored, casting a disapproving gaze at the Devil. 

"I see you don't really care much about me. You're just afraid I'll end up on the Devil's side," Aksh said through her tears. 

"No. Let me—"

Aksh slit her palm and boldly signed the treaty. "You either make me dissipate or watch me reduce the land your God claims to love to ashes," she declared, her voice taking on a dark and haunting tone. Even the Devil took a slight step back, visibly unnerved. "As for that man you cherish, hide him. Conceal him in places I can't reach. Because when I track him down, you won't recognize what's left of him," Aksh warned the enigmatic figure. "I saw the love you claim He has for us. I saw the significance we hold in His eyes. Now, it is my turn to show what I am capable of. If you let me lose this point onward, you won't recognize the lands anymore. I promise to bring hell to lands you all hold so dear. 

"Despite my warning, you have deliberately chosen the Devil. But I shall inform Him that He has lost the very soul he held dear to him. You will face consequences for making deals with this filthy creature, and I will ensure you receive what you deserve," the figure stated resolutely.

Aksh, her rage boiling over, grabbed the figure by its throat and whispered, "Before you decide my punishment, you will descend to a realm your God cannot resurrect you from." With a firm grip, she released the figure and stormed away, her determination unwavering. A newfound power began to surge within her, something dark and excruciating that threatened to overwhelm her mortal form. Her human body felt as though it might succumb to these forces, leading her to the brink of death before she could exact her vengeance.