Death&Disease!Verse/Loki realizes his mistake/Loki & Pestilence
Loki hadn't so much managed to continue with his duties as fought with renewed conviction. Jeremiel had shown him what Pestilence was really like. How she'd tricked him into thinking he was more than just a conquest. He hadn't been back to Heaven since because he didn't need to. He knew his path.
Except it didn't stay that way. That feeling of righteousness faded. He hadn't heard from his Father in a long time, and Jeremiel's powers could only last so long over him before he remembered his feelings. He remembered what it felt like to care for more than just punishment of sinners. He remembered her. The way she challenged every part of who he was. He remembered how she felt. And he'd destroyed her. He'd brought the wrath of Jeremiel down on her. Not the wrath of his Father.
It didn't take him long to sense her, to know where she was, hidden away. She couldn't stay hidden from him. When he landed, it was silently, though he was polite enough to clear his throat and cast his eyes to the ground. Suddenly he remembered what it felt like to know guilt.
Except it didn't stay that way. That feeling of righteousness faded. He hadn't heard from his Father in a long time, and Jeremiel's powers could only last so long over him before he remembered his feelings. He remembered what it felt like to care for more than just punishment of sinners. He remembered her. The way she challenged every part of who he was. He remembered how she felt. And he'd destroyed her. He'd brought the wrath of Jeremiel down on her. Not the wrath of his Father.
It didn't take him long to sense her, to know where she was, hidden away. She couldn't stay hidden from him. When he landed, it was silently, though he was polite enough to clear his throat and cast his eyes to the ground. Suddenly he remembered what it felt like to know guilt.