False Angel ▪︎gabriel x reader Mandela Catalogue

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Introduction

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Beyond human existence, there are realms. Heaven and hell. There is a constant battle between both over the ruling of earth. Being the first created female angel, it is my destiny to keep our realm in order. The fate of our realm and the life of humans lay on my hands second before our God. However, being the first created, there was an error in my creation. Average angels are like robots. They feel nothing. No pity, no sadness, no love. Their only purpose is to serve their god...

But I can feel everything.

I can feel pity, pride, and sadness. I can think on my own, I have free will. Though that ability will be kept hidden. For our God wants his demand to be done without question. With my secret revealed, it will cause chaos between realms. I will be deemed to go to hell, and the realm of flames will hold a powerful angel on their hands. I Y/N start and end wars. Keep realms in order and hold the power equivalent to a god. Can you imagine what evil can do with that? Can you imagine the overweighing responsibility that rests on my shoulders to keep the realm from collapsing, keeping myself in control so my secret isn't revealed, keeping human souls from handing their value to the despicable? Can you imagine?..
My heart aches to have what humans have. A normal life, someone to share my love and pain. I want to make use of my freedom and walk among the humans and do as I please. There's so many questions I want to ask, so many emotions I want to feel, so many things I want to experience. Why was I created in a time and place where I feel so isolated? People dream and fantasize about heaven and being one amongst angels, but it's not as fun as their stories make it seem. It can bore. With that boredom, a curiosity grows, and with that curiosity, we act on sins. I want to know what it feels like to live among humans, to feel normal and not treated like an item. But I can't do it.

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Sunday.

"Y/N, come forth." The god said.

Every Sunday all angels come together to praise his highness. The God has a booming voice, just the softest use of his vocals can be heard across miles away. After he wished for my presence, I can guarantee the hundred thousands of angels heard his voice perfectly clear, including the back row. Traditionally, the first angels created kneel on the front row. One can assume that front angels probably have hearing loss by now, but surprisingly, no. When it comes to our god he's unable to cause us harm. It explains why after an angel commits a sin, they are either sent to hell or an angel is sent to execute them.
I came forth, still kneeling but closer to his throne. It was probably a request to anhilate evil that lurks among the human realm. When my presence is demanded, that is always the case.

" Y/N, you are to be sent to the human realm and remove evil." He said. 'Told you' before I could reply with approval, he continues.

"However you are to disguise and walk among the people."

What?

"The ones from below have evolved into fitting in with humans, now identifying them is a bit more complicated. You are to find out their weaknesses and flaws to identify them easier for future executions. I trust you can go through with my demand and get it done quickly, yes?" He continued.

"Yes, your majesty," I replied.

"Good, be off then. Y/N you are dismissed."

" Yes, your majesty. Thank you, your Majesty."

By demand I left the scene. I was gonna walk among humans? Attempt to fit in? I was overcome with a rush of excitement to these news, but I knew better than to express it. It will blow my cover. I gathered my belongings and quickly headed to gates of heaven.
Starting here, a new chapter begins.

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- Authors Note:
Dawg if there's grammar mistakes, blame grammarly-
It went wild on the commas😭

I hope you liked this chapter!
I thought it was time for a change and officially offer a somewhat good gabriel fanfic that ain't icky ya know?? Do my manz some justice
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