Heaven.
Shamayim.
A lavish kingdom in the clouds, with skies as blue as the ocean and rich, lush greenery. Upon arrival to the afterlife, one would be greeted and escorted by a beautiful seraph, with rosy lips and dove white wings. An entrancing, passionate voice would ring out as the seraph would guide the way to the gates of Shamayim. Made of only the purest silver and ivory and guarded by two cherubim, they would be a sight for all to behold.
The gates of Shamayim would then open, showing all who were welcome in an awe inspiring world. The seraph's song would continue on, leading the new saints to their personal residences in paradise.
From then on, the saints would be in communion with God and all of his servants, the mighty and illuminated angels. They would be offered all they could ever need: God's never ending love. For all, Shamayim would be a paradise where they would finally be able to live out their Happily Ever After.
As the supposed "seraph with rosy lips and dove white wings", Azazil knew the tale was utter bullshit.
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The New Helel
FantasyAll his life, Azazil was expected to be perfect. He rose from the ashes of his namesake Helel, so he was expected to become even greater. But what happens when you have to become greater than the most perfect of God's creatures? Unfortunately for Az...
