Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

176. Unknown

**Unknown**

In the beginning, it was God and I. He loved me and I loved him. Life was peaceful. We didn't need anyone. Or so I thought. When he started creating the worlds before the ones that exist now, I stood by his side. When he destroyed them because they rebelled, I turned them to ash alongside him. Endless times. Then he created everything that exists now, including his beloved angels and demons, and he had them live in every world and Universe he created. Then he forgot about me. He spent most of his time with Lucifer, Michael, and Pandora. Especially Pandora. While jealousy my soul.

When I became nothing to him, I decided to take matters into my own hands. Wanting to hit him where it hurt most, I took an angel and a demon and fused them together, creating something new. Warriors who obeyed my every command. Together with an army of such warriors, I started oblitherating what God created.

All was going according to plan until I faced Pandora. We fought for an eternity. And we would still be fighting if not for Lucifer, who created a box, a prison, in the deepest of Hell. A Dybbuk Box. From Heaven came two twin daggers and Pandora put all her divine power in them. She defeated me, trapped me and locked me inside that awful box, together with many of my warriors. The rest were stripped of their divine powers and sent to the ends of the worlds. From inside the box, I could feel them and countless times, I waited for them to find me, to release me. They kept demolishing everything in their path, world after world, creation after creation.

Before they could reach me, I was set free. The warriors that were with me spread open their wings and scattered all over Earth, searching for Pandora. When they find her, I will seal her in that horrendous box just like she did to me, and hide it in a place no one can find it.

A snowstorm has been hitting Veross City since yesterday, forcing me to stay inside. The Dybbuk Box has robbed my warriors and I of most of our powers. When we were set free, a fight between the one guarding the box and us started and we almost got sealed back in, we fled, leaving the box behind. So, for the past six years, I have been living as a human, waiting for the day when the rest of my warriors find me so I can recuperate my powers.

I step on the balcony of my apartment and look at the blanket of snow covering the city.

The harsh wind whips around my body, but it doesn't bother me. Inside the Dybbuk Box, my warriors and I endured endless torture and living nightmares.

A knock on the door has me frowning as I am expecting no one. When the knock gets more insistent, I go to the door.

"Who is it?" I ask.

"The mailman."

The mailman?

special delivery for

boss?

overly confident in

917 tattooed on his left cheek. Gloves are on his hands. I don't get to fight as

might be older than dirt, but I didn't

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front of me has a pair of white wings, but they are twisted at a strange angle as if someone tried to rip them out

you?" I ask

go out in the

**Wasp**

*Veross City Sanctuary*

who I really am, my identity must remain a secret no matter what. So much is at risk

the Blight- Pandora's box. The myth of Pandora is

the only one who could have kept it safe and hidden from

a new Guardian has been born. So far, I have had no luck. But... from what I've learned about Guardians, there should be one born soon after the other dies, as the boxes

my desk. I have done so much, and still, there is so much more to do until the Blight reaches us. Everything I have done has been to delay

hope everything is ready

heart races. For years, I've waited for this

the other person to

without hearing anything. "Hello?" I

hesitation then, "I