With the opening of a hotel aimed at redeeming Sinners, Agent of God, (Y/n) (L/n) is tasked with investigating the prospect of it's initiation. Assisting the Princess of Hell, Charlie Morningstar on her goal of getting this project of hers to work...
"What happens when the Damned Sinners are worthy more of salvation, than the blessed Angels of Heaven themselves?"
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The skies of Heaven were clear and beautifully bright, coating the paradise in a light that warmed the skins of everyone present.
The bustling streets of this angelic utopia were filled to the brim with winners who enjoyed every second of their flawless afterlife. Full of joy and contentment, the citizens of Heaven were proud and blessed of the afterlife they have been bestowed.
Free from sins and crime, the pearly streets of Heaven were at peace. Whilst the skies too were filled with a traffic of other Angels who used their wings to traverse around.
Everyone seemed happy.
Yet in the distance, in a tall tower that shadowed the entire city below was a man who observed the streets below.
A man who smirked softly at the peaceful world he resided in.
With his hands behind his back, his astonishing, feathery wings resting on his back. The top of his head glowed a small tint of gold from the halo he donned. He wore the most beautiful white suit that had no visibility of duress or wrinkles. His frame was lean, yet tall and muscular. The suit was snug around his near flawless physique, which added to his aura of perfection.
He stood attentively at the paradise he held such a grasp over.
For this one man was unlike the Angels below who lived out their afterlives.
This man was one of the mighty echelons of Heaven.
Unknown voice: "(Y/n) (L/n)?"
A faint, yet gentle voice spoke out from the doorway of the room that (Y/n) was standing in.
Turning around slowly, (Y/n) viewed as to who it was that called him out.
The voice came from a cherub who shyly looked over at (Y/n). Intimidated by the sheer aura that he emitted. The cherub was truly fearful of the task of calling upon him. Yet, along with that intimidation, came wonderment.
To view this powerful Angel in person was an event that they would not forget. Their grace and grandeur was palpable. The cherub was truly star struck from the immense weight that this Angel had on their eyes.
For this Angel was one that only a select few were in Heaven.
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