Destruction - English Version

Part 4

Millions of years ago....

"Do you know what I love most about being an Angel of Destruction?" Wizkiel asked while handing the cup filled with wine to me.

I took the cup and drank it, then I looked at him strangely. "Why are you so serious, Wizkiel?", I pushed him a little and we chuckled. "You don't usually talk about things like this."

"I... have had enough of all this, Ramsiel. Being a slave and getting nothing in return, just sitting like this every day, staring at this glittering floor." Wizkiel then handed me a stone that had been carved into the tip of an arrow. I know that this stone is not the stone used by us angels. "I took it from Earth. Someday, when you too finally go to earth, return this stone to me."

He immediately stood up and walked away from me.

"Where are you going, brother?" I asked.

He turned to me and gave me a genuine smile, the last smile I'd ever seen on his face. "Love always brings destruction, remember it.", then he flew and disappeared from my sight.

*

The sound of clashing swords suddenly sounded all around me, what happened? I turned back and saw that the main gate was already on fire, many angels had died with their eyes still open. Samael and Wizkiel walked up to the throne which was covered in glittering gold, the throne was so high, even my eyes couldn't see it, then Samael flew and finally sat on the throne. Before I knew it, several arrows had shot and pierced my legs. I fell and saw Wizkiel approaching me with his dagger.

"I told you, Love brings destruction!"

*

Present Day

I immediately wake up and sit on my bed. My body is fully sweating and my clothes are also wet with the sweat. I walk out of the room and go to the kitchen. When I want to get a drink, suddenly the sound of the wings crashing really wake me up.

"Ramsey?" Calls Harriel who go straight into my house through the balcony. How rude, he didn't even knock on the balcony glass first.

"What?" I ask him.

"Are you okay?" He walks towards me, but I signal not to come closer. "I can feel your fear and we both know that you haven't felt it since the war."

I sit on the sofa and look at him. "Even though you are the Angel in charge of fear, you shouldn't indiscriminately invade other people's privacy, Harry."

"Well, I don't want to do that either, but your fear is greater than all the energy of fear I've been feeling these past few days."

I just laugh at that. "Don't be ridiculous."

"Ramsey, I'm being serious right now."

"Me too... seriously this time, Harry." I put my glass on the table and walk closer to him. "I can see it in your eyes, you're also full of fear..., you're not here because of this, are you? There's something else you really want to tell me." I circle him and whisper in his ear, "Tell me, brother... what are you hiding?"

I could feel him getting goosebumps and immediately walks away from me. "Right, there is something... you should know." He gives me a an archived file. "But first, you have to see this."

I take the file and open it. Inside, there are many photos of corpses with faces slashed dozens of times until they are out of shape. I pick up the newest one, this guy died a few days ago. What surprises me was that beside the corpse, I could see a stone carved into the tip of an arrow. There is only one person who could carve arrows this fine and precisely, and that person was...