All hail the Jewish Heartthrob of Darkness!

Like (using some demons that i’ve mentioned a few times on this blog):

Devil: Hookhand

Azazel: Big Nose

Alastor: Tor (mentioned in lyrics)

Dumah: Gunther (mentioned in lyrics)

Abezethibou: Ulf (mentioned in lyrics)

Agrat Bat Mahlat, Naamah, & Eisheth: Brusier, Killer, & Fang (mentioned in lyrics)

Abbadon: Vladimir

King Dice: Eugene

Lilith: Rapunzel, probably

also tagging @angie-serpant @camodielsart for opinions

[[[EDIT: Here’s the video below]]]

February 19, 2019:

Red Secondary, Tundra, Thylacine.

A one-winged demon named Abezethibou inhabits the Red Sea, schemes against all the winds beneath the sky, and opposes Moses.

Excerpts from The Encyclopedia of Demons and Demonology:

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 Ҭhe city was a mess. Humans and supernatural creatures alike were practically all over each other - if what the Inhumans had wanted was complete and utter separation, they hadn’t gotten it. Asmodeus could not deny, though, that he liked it this way. Hnikarr was always so needy and desperate; he begged for things rather often. Things were fine for the demon, despite not having the body to himself. Like this, he could pass for human, take respite when he needed it, and - even better - have a constant link to the mortal world. 

One winged demon who lives in the Red Sea, plots against every wind under the heavens, and is the enemy of Moses.

In the Testament of Solomon, Abezethibou states that he once sat in the first heaven, named Amelouth.  He was present when Moses was taken before the pharaoh and was summoned to the aid of the Egyptian magicians when they sought to discredit Moses.  Abezethibou takes credit for turning the pharaoh against Egypt and for inciting the Egyptians to pursue the Israelites in their exodus.  When the parted Red Sea falls in on the Egyptians, Abzethibou is trapped with the pillar of air, until the demon Ephippas arrives to take him to King Solomon.  Solomon binds Abezethibou and Ephippas to the pillar (perhaps a reference to the milky way) and commands that they hold it up in the air until the end of time.

For every “forgive me, father” I receive in my inbox I’ll share a memory that haunts my muse with guilt.

Despite all planning, the Hebrews have managed to escape Egypt.  This is a challenge because the quickest way out would be through the Red Sea. With no boats, the exodus is miraculous.  

When you're an antagonist in this situation, this is hardly desired.  The Pharoah's heart was hardened, and everything should be contained in Egypt.  It's been a few days and the loss still stings.  It's partially his fault, though supervision is hardly Beelzebub's strong point.  When Abezethibou returns, there will be repayment to pay for this embarrassment.  And like Hell he's going to let this child have such an important task again.

On the first day, he rest.  The merchant has little business in such dramatic times.  There is no word from Abezethibou, likely because he understand that his father's love is a conditional thing.  He is only a good son when he has proved to be a good investment.  The expectation is that he will return when things have calmed down, and his father's anger has lessened.

Loving a child conditionally is a difficulty.  It's something he's learned to express, but not to believe.  Regardless of failures, there are still moments of affection for the boy.  They rise on the second day, and thankfully there is no way to express them.  'Come here, I'm not that angry.  I know you did the best you could' seems like something that would cost face, even between father and son.

On the third day, a scout returns in the body of a food soldier.  He tells a horrifying story about the sea splitting open to allow the Hebrews passage.  The Egyptians followed - of course, but they didn't make it though.  They were swallowed by the waters and there is nothing more that can be done in Egypt.

Dead humans are no matter, there is still Abezethibou, somewhere in the Red Sea with any luck.  Maybe washed up on the shore.  The boy is strong, there are times when he still feels like a child, and children need their fathers.  

The body of the merchant is not accustomed to running.  By the time he reaches the shore of sea, it is screaming.  He is screaming, because there is no drifting dead, there is no son washed up on the shore - miraculously passed over.  Wading into the water is the next logical move, and the demons watch from a distance.  They don't want to be too close when Abezethibou cannot be found.