[ WP ] He 's a demon who wants to be an angel , she 's an angel that wants to be a demon .

( This prompt is similar to a novel I'm writing, so I'll use those characters. It wo n't fit the prompt exactly, but it's close. ) 
 
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 Belphegor's eyes gazed upon the crimson sky as he reclined upon a mountain side. Even from this distance, he could see the glowing star that was the hellgate, within reached but closed to him and his companion. 
 
 On his bare chest lay Andromeda, her black wings spread out across his skin. Compared to a human, she would have been tall, but compared to the giant that was Belphegor, she may as well have been lying on the side of a twelve story building. She too was looking at the hellgate, but for a different reason. 
 
 `` Was it nice up there?'' the giant asked. His deep voice echoed across the valley. 
 
 `` It was... well, it was the definition of heavenly, but to me, it was ordinary. I knew nothing else.'' 
 
 Belphegor's orange eyes dropped down, casting his gaze upon the fallen angel. `` You do n't sound like you miss it.'' 
 
 `` I do n't. Do this, do that. Smite this heretic, show that soul the light. Do your job, do n't ask questions.'' She paused. `` I had questions.'' 
 
 `` That's not why you fell, though.'' 
 
 She shook her head. Her burnet hair tickled Belphegor's chest. `` No, that was n't. But they already suspected that I would rebel.'' To the demon's ear, the angel did n't sound too unhappy about that. `` They cast me out before I even did. Lucifer made things worse for everyone.'' 
 
 `` Not the humans,'' Belphegor said. 
 
 She insisted, `` He did.'' 
 
 `` He gave them *freedom. * There may have been many condemned to hell because of that, but even that has n't stopped them,'' the giant demon replied. `` Did you know that that's why I pretended to be one for so long? I was jealous of them.'' 
 
 Andromeda flipped over so that she could look her companion in the eye. `` You too?'' 
 
 `` I do n't think there's a single demon who is n't. Maybe not the beasts, but the smart ones at least.'' Belphegor chuckled. `` Did you know that before he fell, Lucifer made souls for the humans out of his own soul? It was n't the gods that did that.'' 
 
 `` Really? That's not what I was told.'' 
 
 `` But do you know what that means? Think about it.'' 
 
 Andromeda's eyes went wide, while her black, feathered wings stood erect. `` We're all the same. Demons, angels, humans... we're all the same type of being.'' 
 
 The various mouths strewn across Belphegor's body all smiled. `` Exactly. Its just a short little climb or a short little fall, and we could have everything we ever wanted, the freedom to live in peace.'' 
 
 Andromeda smiled, but said nothing more. She let her tiny head droop as she nestled into the crevice between his pecs. 
 
 Belphegor smiled back and slid his hands behind his head. `` Maybe one day...'' 

