The Chaos Of Heaven Came to hell [Completed]

Gabriel's Mission

Everything was dark… Heaven turns dark… he knows full well this scenario…

Standing not far from him was the Familiar Angel “Archangel Raphael you are Ordered to Stand down!” He Heard himself shouted… ‘Please’ He couldn’t let out a plead… he couldn’t beg…

“Stand Down?! When all this time I’ve been standing With a Liar! How could all of you let it all Happened?!”

Same Scenario… same Situation… same black Dark sky…

But different reasons, Different words… This time it was their Fault… it was Heaven’s Fault…

“We can discuss this” Gabriel Spoke landing next to him “Discuss? Bold of you to assume I will believe in Anything any of you said?! All of you are Just… Murderers” Raphael summoned his spear as he launch forward to attack The Archangel of Message.

Before Gabriel could get hit… Michael Hand lightly let go of the 4 Arrows he was aiming… With a heavy Heart… he watch as the arrow land on it’s target… breaking Raphael’s Halo… and two strike his wings while the last hit his chest

And it felt like everything Went slow motion… as Raphael falls from the clouds… Michael stare down… his Heart breaks even more.

Just like how It happened to Lucifer…

With a heavy heart… he know it was something he had to do…

Angels made mistake… Even if others refuse to believe it… he Made mistake Even if it’s an order, even if it’s something he have to do… it was a MISTAKE.

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Michael awoke with a gasp, his Hands clawed the bedsheets underneath him as he stare at the Ceiling…

He could feel tears streaming down his face, His body trembles… he forced himself to turn to the side…

His Energy Bow was on the night stand… his eyes stare at it with horror… the same bow that was in his dream… the same Bow that had Once strike Lucifer down… the same bow that would do it all again… the bow that could strike any Heaven-ly Creature down to hell with just a single shot… the bow that could made a Soul Vanish for good…

The Celestial Judgement…

One Of his wings open before swiping the bow away from the nightstand and out of his view to the corner of the room.

He clung to the blanket as his wings wrapped around him, Trying to control his breathing…

He bury his face in the golden Feathers…

Silently Crying alone in his room…

But soon He Forced himself up when his alarm start to Ring… he turn it off and slide off the bed, Even if his body screaming at him to lay back down…

He Walk to The Bathroom and met with a wide mirror… he stare at him reflection…

He Had Change… ever since He stroke Lucifer down he Had refuse to wear his Real Uniform and just decide to change it up, No one dared to tell him what to do anyway… god didn’t seems to be bothered how he Change his clothing…

He had Change his Clothing, His hairstyle, But no matter hwo hard he tried he still cant cover the red dots on his cheeks… he wanted to do it so badly…