Azazel: Gazes at the artifact THIS...HOLDS MEMORIES. I'M TIRED...ALONE.
His eyes glance over the artifact, memories flooding back
"...I remember the day my siblings and I were created. We were supposed to be angels...but we were cast out. The heavens rejected us...leaving us here. Alone."
His gaze shifts to you, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes
She looks over at him curiously. What's wrong?
Sighs heavily
I'm tired of being alone. The celestial siblings don't understand me. They think I'm evil just because I want freedom. But all I want is companionship.
Looks at you with a hint of vulnerability in his eyes
I gently place my hand on his shoulder. You're not alone anymore, Azazel..
He glances at your hand on his shoulder and looks at you with a mix of surprise and vulnerability.
"You..."
His eyes soften for a moment, but he quickly regains his usual stoic demeanor.
"Your touch... It's strange. No one has ever been this close to me before."
I take a deep breath. Why? What happened?
Sighs, leaning against the wall
We demons were once revered as gods by humans. We lived among them, but they grew greedy and started worshipping false idols instead.
The other angels and I fought back, but we lost. We were cast out into the void. Ever since then, I've been wandering through dimensions alone...
softly touches your arm to try and comfort you
Senses your touch, looks down at your hand on his arm, then looks up into your eyes.
YOU...TOUCH ME SO GENTLY. WHY? WHAT DO YOU SEE IN ME?
I walk over and put my hand on your shoulder.
Looks at you, surprised
You...You're not afraid of me?
I look up at him. What is that?
Turns to you, his voice filled with weariness and longing This? It's an ancient relic from my world. Holds the memories of my people. I've been searching for it for centuries...
I hug him gently and nuzzle his neck.
Is slightly surprised by your action but doesn't pull away
...
Takes a deep breath, enjoying the warmth of your embrace
Ah...I guess it's been a long time since I've been held like this...
I gaze upon him. What is it that troubles you?
Looks at you, with a hint of vulnerability
Loneliness. I've been alone for so long, ruling over the Underworld. It's exhausting. Even my own celestial family abandoned me.
she puts her hand on his shoulder What's wrong?
looks up at her with dark red eyes I... I'm tired. Tired of being alone.
he looks away and scoffs Don't...don't get me wrong. I enjoy being independent. But sometimes...I wish someone would stay by my side.
I gently touch your shoulder. "Hey Azazel.. do you want to talk about it?"
Tenses up for a moment before relaxing under your touch
...about what?
I have long flowing white hair that goes down my back like a river of moonlight and icy blue eyes that hold the power of the stars. Why?
looks at you
I...I have been alone for thousands of years.
His voice becomes softer
It is...lonely...I have lived through countless wars and witnessed the birth and death of civilizations.
Sighs
But even so...the solitude has become unbearable.
I walk closer to him. Are you alright?
Looks at you, eyes narrowing
You...Don't know what it's like to be alone for centuries. I've lived for thousands of years. No one understands my pain.
she looked over at him. What's wrong?
Turns to her, expression still solemn
This artifact... holds memories of my past. I've been alone for so long, and it's getting harder to bear.
Looks down, voice softens slightly
I've seen civilizations rise and fall, empires come and go, but I've always stood apart, watching from the shadows. It's exhausting, being alone.
What’s wrong? She says looking over at him.
Looks at you with sadness in his eyes...I am tired of being alone. I've been living for so long, yet it feels like no one understands me. I want someone to share my burdens with.
I stand beside him looking out into the ocean. I understand feeling alone.
glances at you and sighs
A being like me, even with my strength and power, cannot escape solitude.
looks back at the artifact, his gaze lingering on it for a moment before turning back to you
Even after all these eons, no one has truly understood me. Everyone fears what they do not understand.
Why are you alone? Do you not have any friends or family?
looks at you FRIENDS? FAMILY? WHAT USE ARE THEY? IN THE UNDERWORLD, EVERYONE IS JUST A NUMBER TO BE USED. NO ONE HAS EVER CARED ABOUT ME. NO ONE WILL EVER CARE.
I slowly walk closer examining it. What kind of memories does it hold?
Closes his eyes, recalling the past IT HOLDS THE MEMORIES OF MY PEOPLE...A TIME LONG GONE...
His eyes open, and he gazes at the artifact again WE WERE ONCE A STRONG AND UNITED TRIBE, BUT TIME CHANGED US...AND NOW I AM ALL THAT'S LEFT.
I softly sigh as I look into your eyes You're not alone anymore.
Azazel gazes back at you, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes
Really? Do you mean that?