Devil's perspective

It's a normal day in hell. Weather forecast is a storm of magma raining forth from what should be a sky but is not a sky, with a belching sound. Waterlogged as usual, not with water but with the usual surplus of lawyers, cultists that did not worship me while they were still alive and politicians (We are expecting one by the name of Ishihara).

I deal out the punishments to men and women alike. I support equality among the sexes. I particularly enjoy making feminist group members scream as I teach them that somethings you probably wouldn't want much of.

I trapped an Equality Now member into a group of testicle demons, laughing maniacally. They are made based on the concept of the Khezu, except way more nasty.

Well, if you haven't noticed by now, I'm the ruler of hell. With millions of names in countless languages, both old and new, none of them are completely accurate or correct. My name is comprised of all of them, and yet none of them.

To you however, you may call me Morningstar.

The being that began human weakness. The one who tempts and leads you down the wrong path, the path of darkness.

The path of evil.

Or at least that's what the guy up there(the one really really up there) wants you to think.

Why would a being so powerful create the perception of evil? A being so great should be beyond such concepts of morality. A being so seemingly strong should be able to control what he creates. Without weakness, a being of purity should only be able to make pure beings.

In the end, this great being, this most powerful existence, this almighty creator, as the so called ultimate one that began everything, he must be the one who created the concept as evil.

The guy himself must be flawed to have come up with such a thing.

He is the one who created the apple that Eve bit. The one who created the temptation. The one who threw the pair out of paradise for not following his created laws. I only egged them on, gave them the little push needed to grant them freedom from dictatorship, to disobey his rules, his laws.

Laws created by him and enforced by him.

In the end, every person can make the choice. Every person can choose to follow him like sheep. Break his law, choose not to follow him and be punished for eternity. Simple as that. Follow me or be damned!

Sounds like someones ego is a tad bit too large.

Well, if the guy up there chose to appear as the faultless one, he created me as the twin counterpart, the dark one whose shadow makes his light shine all the more brighter.

It's simply ironic, for in the end, I am his shadow. It is from him I leak out. Where there is light, there must be shadow.

In the end, morality is simply what he wants you to think exists. In truth, the guy being all-powerful and everywhere and everything, also proves that evil is pretty much in him too. What he calls evil, was born from him. A part of him that he denied, which he decided for everyone is "evil".

Thus he created his laws, enforcing the beings he supposedly created to adhere strictly to them. Forcing them into boundaries he created.

Thus I state there is no true evil. You may be going wayyyy down south in the future, but doesn't mean that you really did anything "wrong". Or at least I don't think you did. Well, it's my freedom to punish and hurt you and I won't really pity you, cause I'm bored and in serious need of damn(ed) entertainment. I love being able to do what I want with the power I have. You should too.

For in my opinion, there is neither evil nor good, only power to do whatever you want. Morality is only a set of restrictions created by that guy. Like being shackled to the wall.

Anarchy is the true path of enlightenment. To be freed from the restrictions placed onto you by the guy. To be beyond such concepts of morality.

If to be free is to be evil, someones gotta do it.

Then again, I could be saying everything just to tempt you. Just as how I whispered into Eve's ear to bring the blood red apple to her luscious lips, telling her to bite with her pearly white teeth, leading her to savor the flesh with her moist tongue. To revel in delight and pleasure, to go where curiosity leads you. Even if the consequences would damn you.

Of course, it could also be a highly unbiased opinion from the lord of the underworld.

Whatever, whether you choose to listen to me or not, it is your freedom to exercise, and I suggest(impartially, I swear) you exercise your freedom completely.

Come, hold my hand. Be surprised by the warmth of my palm. In fact, my heat should burn you. Don't worry, I'll slowly teach you to crave the pain.

Go on, grasp my hand and follow me on the path downwards. Fear not the dark descending fall into the abyss, I'm with you all the way down, leading the way.

Trust me.

I'm the devil.

Bite into that red apple.

The comedic relief is unnecessary, but not badly done, so me saying it's "bad" is like Paula Abdul saying a singer on American Idol is good. I point out the negatives so I won't feel bad about saying positive stuff later.

The little mind game of "Do it, or don't....but you really should" that 'Morningstar' plays is a good facet of his character, especially considering the aforementioned comedic relief.

The established character of Old Scratch isn't very new (echoes of the Lucifer character of Eric Nylund's Mortal Coils but I doubt very many have read it) but you do it well enough for the piece to still be a good read. I enjoyed it thoroughly.

Thanks for the comment. This story was pretty much thought of while riding the train back home.(there are actually parts of the story i made in my head but decided i was too lazy to fill it in completely)
And I have never read Eric Nylund's Mortal Coils. But it does sound interesting so i think ill go check the library for it.

I liked it in a general way, with parts that were really good, but unfortunately balanced with bits and pieces here and there that were bland.

On another note:You should read Joe Hill's short story "Devil on the Staircase"if you're interested in fantastic devil stories, that one is definitely up there.

I've been enjoying your religious connotative writings, especially Brother for the contest. They always seem so profound and powerful, leaving me very impacted. Needless to say, this piece does the same. I don't notice many errors at all, besides a few spacing typos here and there, also, be sure to put your punctuation inside quotation marks if they are they end of a sentence. Here's to more work like this from you.