I was once a perfect angel, I regret that I just didn't have to be contented. I've been crying about that event since I was condemned. It has been difficult, breaking every dream, all the Hope that these people have. I will admit that I may have gone greedy.
As I venture through my own earth, I feel my skin slowly disintegrating because of the fires engulfing it. While roaming through it, I hear souls crying,voices saying "GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!" "This Place is Hell!!!!!" "Lord, if you can still hear me, I'M SORRY!!". I just stand now, sick of everything that they say, telling them it's hopeless. As they hear the words I say, some of them just leave, go someplace else, and cry but there are also ones who are persistent as well. I took my liberty of leaving them be, knowing they'll never stop, even if it takes eternity.
At this part of time, well I can't really say anything about time given that there is no concept of time in this plane, but at this point, I feel like crying. Sadly, I just can't accept the fact that I'm here, giving people doom, the envoy of destruction, death and lost hopes.
While I kept sobbing, I saw a light, A light I do not see in this plane, a white light that shines in the darkness of my earth. As the light reflected on me, I couldn't help but cry even more, but this time, it was out of joy. I feel my skin, being rejuvenated, being fixed. It felt like a kind of comfort that I've been longing for.
