"We'll be upstairs,"
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"I need to protect him,"
Raphael stood in front of God, absolute even as he stood on the edge of Heaven, a step away from Falling. God merely nodded. "I know. It is in your mature, after all," He gestured to the Metatron. "You will be guided down by the Metatron. As my favoured healer-," there was a brief pause. "As my favoured healer, you will not undergo a full transformation. But you must know that such thing I am letting you do goes against My Rules. You need a new name and a new identity to keep yourself hidden. Metatron will be replacing your wings. My son, you realize you will not be able to come back for a long time, perhaps even forever?"
Gods face was twisted with worry as he looked down at His Healer, who nodded. "Very well then. You are the Serpent of the Garden of Eden. Begone,"
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FanfictionRaphael. A healer, a maker, the one who invented space and stars. A Seraphim who might have well been the angel of loyalty, so loyal and loving that he followed his own little brother downstairs and kept watch over, never really being fully a demon...
