Azazel:Deadwater:9/22/2025
The whole earth has been corrupted through the works of that were taught by Azazel: to him ascribe all sin.
-The Book of Enoch
Go ye after him through the city, and smite: let not your eye spare, neither have ye pity: Slay utterly old and young, both maids, and little children, and women: but come not near any man upon whom is the mark; and begin at my sanctuary. Defile the house, and fill the courts with the slain: go ye forth.
-Elohim
I am, and always will be, no matter that I have been cast out, ben Elohim.
It is late. I have been on a killing spree. Five men tried to break through the police guard at the hospital this evening to capture the sea people and throw them back into the sea. I was already at the hospital, I’ve been keeping an eye on the protests, interviewing people for the paper, that kind of thing. When the assholes with their pussy guns started shoving the cops around I stepped around the side of the building and shed my grub suit. Not that I care about the pigs, but the sea people and the doctors I do. Miriam, too. She can’t light up in a place full of O2 tanks. I need to teach her to fight. She has the lust.
In my demon form, cloven-hooved with furred legs and bare chest, dreadlocked hair and twisted beard, curved horns atop my head, and a long tail above my asshole. Yes, I have claws and a carnivore’s teeth. Yellow goat’s eyes, they always cower at my yellow eyes.
I am true beauty.
The first one to spot me paused as I marched toward him. Unsure if I was in a costume, no doubt. Before he could decide, my fingers were massaging his heart through shards of ribcage. Aerated heart blood is a delicacy not to be under appreciated. The next one put a slug in my back. Takes a certain chemistry to slay a demon, lead ain’t it. He lost an arm, and then an eye. I love an eyeball, like gummy candy with a liquid filling. The cops had, wisely, taken to shepherding the non-combatants to safety. The remaining three stood with weapons drawn, facing me down. The cacophony of fevered blood rushing through panicked hearts. Adrenaline and cortisol scented air. I shook my shaggy mane and roared. The middle one dropped his gun and turned to run. I leapt at him, twisted his head off and felt the hot spurt of arterial blood drench me. I lapped up what I could. The last two just stood there, weapons hanging forgotten from limp arms. Too shit-stained to move. I stood between them, arms outstretched, and ripped out their throats. I drank my fill of blood and walked to the sea to clean up.
Miriam sent me a text: AZ I WATCHED THAT FROM THE WINDOW, YOU’RE A BEAST I FUCKING LOVE YOU!!!
There were a lot of heart emojis. I hope she at least feigned horror to everyone else.
Miriam:Deadwater:9/22/2025
Az killed like five guys in the hospital parking lot tonight. So based. Nothing too interesting happened with the Sea People today. I’m working on an alphabet for their language. They don’t have writing so it’s very difficult, but I need to be able to pick apart the sounds. Eventually, I’ll be able to teach the doctor and others, they’re picking some stuff up, but with writing it’ll be easier. One of the kids has been really helpful in this regard, her name means something like Frostbubblesparkle. Her sister, Horizonstorm, is more angry at this entire situation, understandable for sure. FBS is in for the adventure. Hstorm wants to save her home. I love them both. I’m scared for them both.
The main thing I need to write down is that I’ve located the blob. Marge has it at her lab. She gave me keys so I can experiment with it. I told her my theory and she thinks I’m kookoo bananas, but idc I’m doing it anyway.
So the blob is in a big freezer on a double rollout table. It’s sort of deflated and smells sooo bad. I almost threw up when I first opened up the freezer. I’ll get used to it I guess. Marge has a DNA sequencing machine she’s going to teach me to use, plus a bunch of other equipment. She’s so cool. Very weird… but I suppose that’s an accusation she could lob right back at me so, maybe we’ll get to be friends.
I asked the Sea People if their dead could be raised from the blob… I think they might have been offended, but I played dumb and pretended that I asked the question wrong… If it works, I hope they’re not mad that I’ve resurrected their dead. IF it works. Probably won’t.
August:Hell
There are so many women here. I had no idea this many existed. They definitely outnumber the men. And they’re so happy. Free even. Many just wander around naked. It’s… I’m very- they’re all so beautiful.
Evelyn is quite popular.
As am I… in such a short time.
She’s explained that there are no relationships here, so I don’t need to worry about that. It is a relief, to be freed of the burden of her care and comfort. She’s quite independent, we’ve agreed to meet up for coffee and sex every morning. Otherwise we’ll b both be free to do as we please.
The scenery is quite different. Very dark forests, misty fields, skies filled with lightening and thunder, but it never rains. They don’t have gift shops like in heaven. And there’s no admin, which is greatly appreciated. I never saw an angel in heaven until I was arrested, here the demons walk around and mingle with people, party, chat.
There are horrors yes, but they are quite artistic. I might take up painting in order to capture the brutal beauty of it all.
Oh and I’ve run into Hellbunny. He’s not a bunny here… or a he… or a she. Its name is frankly unpronounceable for me so we’ve agreed I can still call it Hellbunny. How do I describe it? Rather tall and with little hands all over its body. As though it had smallpox, but each pustule can grab and caress you. It’s quite an experience. Its face is still that of Hellbunny, it liked the bunny face and so removed it and had it surgically grafted over its previous face. Apparently it does this occasionally… one wonders if they can be peeled back like layers of wallpaper. Incidentally, the plastic surgeons here are top notch. Personally I’m happy with my current form, but I’ve seen some incredible modifications. I have always wanted antlers…
I must put the pen down for the night. I’m quite tired from all the exploring, and other things.
