Prologue part 1: The Fall

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It had been a lovely day up there in heaven, really. New souls were led to the gates to be judged by God and to be sent here or Hell. It doesn't matter which religion you have, or had. Everyone gets judged. That's how things have always been where he was from. (As he walked by the gates carrying a stack of paperwork concerning souls on God's beloved Earth that he could care less about since he'd never get to see it. He was only a low ranking member in the hierachy of angels. The young one couldn't help but overhear a woman begging to be let into heaven: "Please!!I only killed him to protect my child!" A few moments later the sound of someone going up in flames was heard and Owen knew the woman had been sent to hell.





Later on that day Owen requested an audience with God. He didn't think that the women deserved to go to hell for protecting her child, every mother would have done that! And maybe he'd catch a glimpse of the Earth that he's heard was so beatiful. Another angel, way older than him and higher in rank, enterted the waiting room he was in. "You may go to meet God, but hurry, for he has more important matters to Attendorn to than talking to a low rank as yourself". Ah yes, he'd almost forgotten the higher ups were rude. Oh well, not much he could do about it. As he walked through the halls of what God called his Palace he could see the long line of human and creature souls waiting to be juged and sent into their afterlifes. After he knocked on the huge doors leading to a throneroom like interior, he waited for God's loud booming voice to say "Enter, my child" before he went inside.





Looking up on the huge throne God sat on, he saw Archangel Michael stand on the dieties right side making sure everyone behaved and stayed in line. To the left he could see Archangel Gabriel reading the name of each soul and their sins from a seemingly never ending roll or parchment. "What is it that you wish to talk about child?" ,the voice rolled through the room like thunder loud and terrifying for any mortal. "The woman the one who murdered someone to protect her child. She did not deserve to go to hell. She only did what any mother would do!" said Owen, "Oh? And who gave you the right to decide that. Judgement is mine and only mine to give." the God said. "Well then your judgment isn't fair!" ,before the angel could stop himself he had yelled the accusation at his creator and was instantly seized by Micheal. "My child, you are not worthy to be an angel, for evil is in you and you shall be banished for all eternity!" the booming voice of the angry diety hollowed through the throne room.





Pitiful, pain filled screams left the former angel as Micheal started to slowly rip his wings out. Feather. By. Feather. After Micheal grabbed the bones which were connected to the banished's back and pulled them out, leaving behind two holes that steadliy filled with blood as Owen just screamed in agony during the whole procedure. Before Owen felt the fire he so had seen many times engulf him he saw his halo being broken infront of his eyes, meaning he truly was banished. As the fire transported him to earth he passed out from the pain in his back.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 26, 2022 ⏰

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