Ashes Of Heaven And Hell

Ashes Of Heaven And Hell

Sebastian Michaelis

• Himari

• mix breed of an angel and a demon

• 17 years old in human world

• 150 years old in reality

• single

• no parents, no love life, no past relations, no relatives

• had a rough past

• do I have to introduce him?

• for those who don't know, he's sebastian michaelis

• demon

• have no wings

• 500+ years old

• brought black death in the time of Edward 3 heh..

• feeds on human souls (it's not that necessary for him)

• Ash Landers

• an angel

• antagonist... or not

• have wings

• have a sword

• I know you know him

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The late afternoon sun dipped low behind the clouds, painting the sky in shades of pale gold and ash. The streets of Himari's neighborhood buzzed with ordinary life—cars passing by, bicycles rattling along the sidewalks, the soft chatter of students making their way home. She walked alone, her schoolbag hanging from one shoulder, blazer unbuttoned, and her tie loose like she couldn’t be bothered to fit into the mold.

But today, something tugged at the edge of her senses.

She felt it the moment she passed the alleyway near the convenience store. A sharp, sour spike in the air, like metal and burning incense. That’s when she heard it—tiny, desperate meows, followed by cruel laughter.

Curious and annoyed, Himari turned the corner. Three boys in uniform stood in a circle, kicking at something on the ground.

“Hey!” she snapped, voice cutting through the noise.

They paused, looking at her with blank faces.

“Don’t you have anything better to do?” she continued, stepping forward. The tiny gray kitten between them trembled, its fur matted and dirty.

One of the boys scoffed, “What’s it to you?”

“Everything,” she said simply.

The look she gave them was quiet but sharp—like ice laced with fire. Uneasy, they mumbled something and wandered off, clearly not willing to deal with her.

Himari crouched down and scooped the kitten into her arms. “You poor thing,” she murmured, brushing dirt from its fur. Its tiny body melted against hers as if it already knew she was a safe place.

By the time she reached her home—a quiet, older two-story house tucked between modern buildings—the sun had nearly vanished. The sky was deepening into violet, the wind brushing past her like whispered warnings. She opened the door, flicked off her shoes, and let the kitten curl into a blanket on the couch.

“Welcome to the chaos,” she said dryly to it. “You’ll fit right in.”

Her routine was the same as always. Drop her bag. Change into her comfy oversized shirt and shorts. Heat up leftovers. Water the plants her mom once cared for. But that feeling hadn’t left. If anything, it had grown—like a slow hum pressing against her skin.

She tried to ignore it.

After dinner, she pulled her dark hair into a loose bun and stood in front of the bathroom mirror. Her reflection stared back, pale and unreadable.

She studied herself for a moment too long. Most people would call her pretty—sharp eyes, a cool air about her—but Himari never cared for compliments. They always felt hollow when people didn’t know what she truly was.

She shook the thought away.

It’s just another evening.

She turned off the light, walked into her room, and stood there for a beat. That sensation again—like a pulse in the air. She scanned the corners. Under the bed. The window was shut. The closet, empty. No sign of anything unusual.

But she knew.

Something was here.

And it was watching her.

Frowning, she left her room and checked the hallway. Kitchen. Bathroom again. Her mom’s old bedroom. Nothing. The kitten was still asleep, tucked into the folds of the blanket like it had no idea the world could burn at any moment.

She sat on the couch beside it, sighing. Her body felt heavier than usual, like something was pressing down on her. Like—

Click.

She turned on the living room light.

And froze.

Someone was sitting there.

A man.

A stranger.

Long-legged, relaxed, as if he owned the place. He wore a black Victorian-style suit with red-lined cuffs, his gloved hands folded neatly on his lap. His black hair was styled perfectly, his red eyes glowing like embers in the dim light.

She didn’t move. Neither did he.

Seconds ticked by like thunder in her ears.

“You’re… not supposed to be here,” she said quietly.

He smiled, slow and deliberate. “Neither are you, technically.”

Her fingers curled against the fabric of the couch. “Who are you?”

His head tilted slightly. “Just a curious visitor. I was looking for something… delicious. And imagine my surprise when I found something far more interesting.”

“You came here to eat a soul?” she asked flatly.

He laughed, the sound smooth and rich. “Oh, not yours. I was expecting a fragile, trembling human. But then I sensed… something else.”

Her expression didn’t change, but her pulse quickened.

“I must say,” he continued, “you hide it well. Almost too well.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Mmm,” he mused, unconvinced. “You have no idea how rare it is to be surprised. After all, I’ve walked this world for centuries. And yet… here you are.”

She stood slowly. “If you don’t leave right now, I’ll make you.”

“Oho?” He leaned forward slightly, resting his chin on his hand. “How delightfully threatening. You’re much more fun than the average girl.”

Her eyes narrowed. “You didn’t answer my question.”

He rose to his feet with the elegance of a butler, brushing invisible dust from his sleeves.

“My name is Sebastian Michaelis,” he said with a graceful bow. “And you, my dear, are a mystery I intend to unravel.”

Her heart skipped a beat—but not out of fear. It was instinct. Danger. Power.

And curiosity.

He smiled again, sensing it.

“I’ll see myself out. For now,” he said, and just like that—he was gone. No door opening, no sound. Just vanished.

Himari stood still for a long time, staring at the space he’d just occupied.

What the hell was that?

She looked down at the kitten, who was now wide awake, staring at her with big round eyes.

“Yeah,” she muttered, “I know. This night just got weirder.”

But deep inside her, a familiar fire stirred.

Something was changing.

And it had only just begun.

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