By: Cruella
Level: 1
We were beautiful winged creatures
We lived for a cause
To never disappoint Father
Father knew what was best
There was always an end game
He loved us all so much
He loved me more
I was his Morning Star
One day I went to the sanctuary
Father was pondering about something
Father wanted more children
Children in our image he said
Born with freewill
I agreed of course
I loved him
I would agree to anything he felt was best
Anything that’d make him happy
He made them in his image
He loved them
Father started drifting away
He was hardly in the sanctuary when I wanted to see him
He would always watch over them
He wasn’t giving me as much attention anymore
I wouldn’t have any of that
I decided to find a way
I wanted Father’s love all to myself
I tried and tried to bring his new children down
But the more I tried the more I failed
Father loved them
He kept forgiving their barbarism and insolence
The beings abused their freewill
They didn’t deserve father’s love
They didn’t deserve anything good
I was angry at their unrepentance
I wanted to make them pay
I wanted all of them destroyed
I was going to speak to Father about this
If He loves me as He has claimed
He would let me undo these abominations
But I was too late
He was already there
I hadn’t even noticed him till that day
I bet Father hadn’t noticed him either
He was there begging on behalf of them
The beings I had planned on convincing Father to destroy
He said he would sacrifice himself for them
How dare he?
What was he trying to do?
Steal Father’s love from me?
I’m His Son of the Dawn
I’m the Morning Star
I’m Samael
Who was this winged creature trying to dethrone me?
I walked into sanctuary
Father was smiling at me
He told me that the Beings will have redemption
One of the Winged has decided he’d sacrifice himself
I thought the Beings were a problem
Who is this Winged that wants to take my place?
That wants to be exalted above all
I tried to tell Father it was a bad idea
Father wouldn’t listen to me
Father said the Winged will be highly exalted for his sacrifice
I was hurt
I felt betrayed
First the Beings and now this
I brought out my sword
I wanted to strike Father for his betrayal
But I was stopped
Another Winged stopped me
Father was shocked
He said I had betrayed him
He said I needed to be punished
He exiled me from the sanctuary
I tried to plead
But He just looked at me with hurt
He said I must learn the gravity of what I had done
I was sad
I was no longer Father’s favourite son
I was to live with the Beings I hated
I still hate them
They blame me for everything
For every mistake and atrocity
They blame me
For every selfish thought and desire
They blame me
I hate them
And one day I will have my revenge
Father will permit me to torment them
For all their immorality and abuse of self will
For all their disloyalty and unrepentance
They will pay….
Cruella is the alter ego of a beautiful Nigerian lady….