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Oh, Hells!
How can I be a Soul Match to Zoe? She already has one with that Nephilim. There’s been no case in the history of angels, or demons, to have two matches in the same lifetime. Or has there?
I must find out more information about Soul Matches. I can’t be hers. As the Prince of Hell, there is no one for me. I’d have to betray my own kind. Could I do that again?
I disappear into the lower realms of Hell. A coincidence it’s the same level as the torture chambers that held the Nephilim. When demons run out of ways to inflict torture, there are always the old scrolls to help inspire new ones.
It’s a small library of sorts. What demon takes time to read? I do. There is knowledge that comes from the tomes and books. I can’t just use my surveillance information.
I hope to find what I need here because the Angel Archive will not let me in. I burned that bridge a long time ago since my Fallen Days. Perhaps Quinn can get me something.
I take a few scrolls at a time and toss a couple of potential books onto the small table. The demon magic in this room prohibits me from removing any items. Although I wish I could take them and be more comfortable in my chambers, it’s a rule of my father, and he’s the one who can set the boundaries around the room. I cannot break them.
A small light is conjured into the lamps and sconces around the table and room. Then I set to work.
Hours pass and I’m about to call it quits for the time being, but one of the last scrolls on the shelf beckon to me. Carefully lifting and unrolling the ancient parchment paper, I gloss over the tiny, black markings. This one is by far the oldest I’ve ever come across. It’s one taken from Heaven, and somehow, it’s made its home in Hell.
I sit back down at the table and conjure more Fire Light so I can make out the letters and symbols. It’s old language and will need to be translated. I don’t think I’ve ever read this dialect before. And of course, I can’t ask my father.
Leaving the scroll on the table, I stand and skim the dictionaries and reference books. Grabbing one of the oldest looking ones, I return to my working area. I begin flipping and reading various pages since there isn’t an index. In the later third of the book, I stop on a page that has a similar marking to that on the scroll. I compare each, but it’s not quite the same. I’m getting closer. My wings feel it.
Turning the page, I find an exact match. I look at each marking in the book and gently take the scroll and match the symbols. It’s a shortened alphabet, based more on sounds and images. I conjure an ink quill and paper to translate each mark. It’s painstaking to do each one, but finally I reach the end of the scroll.
From what I can decipher, a Soul Match happens when angel Light aligns to another soul. It recognizes that the being is their equal in all ways. Equal could mean genetically, like twin siblings—that has never happened before. I’ve never heard of any two angels, demons, or Nephilim who have an identical. I suspect that it could be more likely with the Nephilim since they are part human, and having twins or multiple births is more common for them.
Soul Matches are also non-genetic, too. Light is attracted to like and profound characteristics: a deep-rooted love, generosity that knows no bounds, or spirits willing to take the ultimate sacrifice.
To date, there are no known cases of two Soul Matches to the same angel, demon, or Nephilim.
When a Soul Match is found, electrical current courses through each beings’ body when contact is made with each other. The more connection of the outer shell, the more intense the current will be.
Side effects: reading each other’s thoughts, becoming in tune with them—physical and mental whereabouts, and/or manifestation of the same Angel Light or Fire Light. On extremely rare occasions, the transfer of information and knowledge can occur where part of the Soul attaches to the other.
There are no known reversal treatments once the Soul attaches. Also, there are no known reversals to slice the Soul Match.
Nothing is said about bonds occurring between species.
Oh, Hells no.