Humanity and Leviathans

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   Leviathans are the worst monsters out there, and they were created by me. They were my first attempt at mankind, and the biggest failure I've ever created. I had tried to create mankind for the first time before ever thinking of angels, heaven, purgatory, hell , and most of all having to lock away my sister. I had tainted them beyond a fixable limit; I had to start all over and that's just what I did.

   That's where the creation of the soul came in. I had realized that they need to be able to harbor emotions and I thought it would be easiest if I created something to contain such a thing. That's when I decide to make souls; a soul is basically what holds you as a person, you may think your soul is a part of your body, but it's not. Your bodies are actually just vessels that contain your souls, angels and demons can also possess vessels, but if they're already occupied by a soul an angel will need to be permitted access whereas a demon can just come in and shove you to the back of your mind. 

   Everything was perfect in the beginning, but soon Leviathans, what I began to call my first attempt at mankind, began to consume the new version of them. I couldn't have leviathans consuming what I worked so hard to create, so I created purgatory and locked them away. 

   After leviathans were locked away, I soon had to lock away Amara and her creation, Eve, with the help of my archangels. This tore me apart and wreaked me to no end, I still hate myself for doing this to the only friend I ever had, but it had to be done. 

   Shortly after locking away Amara things went down hill with Lucifer; he was corrupt and had to be locked away, but he had already done so much damage that it was irreversible. Mankind was in ruins; I didn't know what to do for weeks until it finally hit me, I needed to create an afterlife and that's just what I did.I was real hands one for a few millennia after that, but I realized that I needed to let my creation grow and flourish on it's own, otherwise it would remain a child forever.

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