Sinful Obsession

46. 46 - Lilith

46 - Lilith

I stand at the threshold of the world, my gaze fixed on the horizon, where the land stretches out before me like a canvas. The four of them are with me, my horsemen, each one embodying the very essence of destruction that now courses through the Earth. The world is about to change, and we are the catalysts of that change.

With the portal’s energy coursing through us, we have become something far greater than what we were. Each of them is more powerful than ever, their true forms revealed, their abilities honed to perfection. I can feel the power in the air, crackling with anticipation. The time has come to set the world ablaze, and it will burn until there is nothing left but ash.

Asmodeus stands at my side, his arm around my waist, his presence grounding me. He is my king, my lover, my equal. Together, we are unstoppable. I look up at him, and he meets my gaze with a smile that makes my heart quicken. This is what we were born for—this destruction, this reign of darkness. And it will be glorious.

Vito steps forward, his movements smooth and controlled, his eyes glinting with the thrill of what’s to come. He doesn’t speak, but his very presence shifts the air, filling it with an oppressive weight. He is Conquest, the harbinger of corruption, the one who will tear the fabric of the world apart.

Kaua moves next, his broad shoulders rippling with power, his fists clenched at his sides. His rage is a force of nature, and when he moves, the Earth trembles beneath him. He is War, and when he takes action, nothing is left standing in his wake.

Nevan steps behind him, his movements quiet, almost ethereal. He is the embodiment of Famine, and wherever he goes, hunger follows. The world will starve under his influence, crops will wither, and the weak will perish. His hunger is insatiable, and it will be the Earth that feeds him.

Ewan, my Death, stands at the rear. His presence is a void, a coldness that freezes the very air around him. He is the end of all things, the one who will take life from the world with a single touch. He is the silent force that will claim the souls of the living, leaving nothing but emptiness in his wake.

Together, we are unstoppable. And we are going to make this world burn.

I turn to face the sky, the winds beginning to howl as if in response to the energy building around us. The time has come to unleash hell.

“Go,” I say softly, my voice carrying the weight of command.

Vito doesn’t hesitate. He steps forward, his eyes narrowing as he surveys the world before him. His power surges, and I can feel it. The leaders of nations will bow to him, or they will burn. It doesn’t matter to him. His mind twists and manipulates, and soon, the world will be embroiled in war.

His powers are subtle, insidious, infiltrating the minds of rulers and kings, turning them against each other with whispers of corruption, with promises of power. Nations will fall into disarray as alliances crumble, and violence will tear through the land. It has begun. I can feel the tremors of it, the first cracks forming beneath the surface.

Kaua follows, his presence a hurricane of violence. His power surges outward, and I can feel it in my bones—the violence, the fury, the battles that will rage across the world. Wars will break out in every corner of the Earth, civil unrest rising like a tidal wave. His influence is a fire, spreading faster than anyone can comprehend. And when Kaua fights, it is a war unlike any other. There is no mercy, no pause. Only chaos.

His roar echoes through the air as he charges forward, and I smile, a cold, cruel smile.

Nevan is next. His steps are slow, deliberate, as if he’s savoring the moment. The hunger within him stirs, and I can feel it—feel the world begin to wither in response to his power. Crops will die, the Earth will grow barren, and people will starve. It’s already beginning. I can feel the land grow cold, the crops shriveling in the fields, the air thick with an unnatural hunger.

He is famine incarnate, and soon, there will be no food left to sustain the human race. They will be hollowed out, driven by desperation and hunger, and those who survive will be nothing more than shells of their former selves.

Ewan stands silent, his eyes scanning the horizon. His power is different—more subtle, but no less deadly. His presence brings a chill to the air, and I can feel the life around us begin to fade. He is Death, and with each step he takes, more and more lives are claimed. The people who wander through this world unaware of what is coming will not live to see another day. They will fall before him, their lives extinguished in an instant, their bodies empty of breath.

Ewan moves forward, and I can feel the dread that follows him, the silent wave of mortality that rolls over the Earth. As he walks, the world grows quieter, as if the very life within it is being siphoned away. And with each life he takes, I feel stronger, more powerful.

I stand at the center of it all, watching as my horsemen take the world to the brink of ruin. The sky darkens, swirling with the energy of the portal, crackling with power. The winds howl, and the fires that begin to rage in the distance fill the air with an acrid smoke. Cities will crumble, governments will fall, and humanity will be left in ruins.

And we will be the ones to watch it all burn.

I feel Asmodeus’ presence behind me, his arms encircling me as he pulls me close. “We’ve done it, my queen,” he whispers in my ear, his voice low and reverent. “The world is ours.”

I turn to him, my eyes burning with the same dark intensity that fuels me. “It is only just beginning,” I reply, my voice filled with dark satisfaction.

The world will burn. And when it does, we will rise from its ashes, rulers of the new world.

The chaos, the destruction, the violence—it all feeds me. It strengthens me. And there is no turning back now. I am Lilith, and this is my destiny.

I reach out, feeling the heat of the fires, the tremors beneath my feet. The Earth is alive with the power we’ve unleashed, and I revel in it. This is what I was born to do—this is why I was created. To destroy, to rule, to make the world burn.

And I will stand at the center of it all, my horsemen at my side, my lover by my side, and together, we will watch the world fall to its knees.

The apocalypse has arrived, and it is ours to command.