Good Omens - You and I

Risengard

Attention! I'm perfectly aware that for the character of bad use both male and female, it's a choice dictated by the fact that in my opinion angels do not give weight to the gender despite the physical appearance. If they don't, I don't think I'm going to start it. Enjoy reading. )
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I think it's time to tell you what happened in the beginning. When a certain villain in our story wasn't so bad yet. I know my job is to tell the deeds of our friends, but to do that I think it's right to pay homage to the other parts of the story, and since I was there, I think I can give you a fairly complete picture. To sum up, I have to admit that the most unpleasant facts about a certain battle are still very sad memories to face.

Risengard watched the stars go by for millennia. He had seen suns disappearing, planets and galaxies forming and expanding. He had seen life grow on many planets without being able to see what he was most interested in. His favorite was called Earth and it was the future Garden of Eden in a larger version. Olympia always fantasized about what that world must be like, she always said she would like to visit it one day.

When he was in heaven she was one of the most powerful archangels, he had done all the most important tasks. Despite his small and graceful body, he was also one of the most feared, no one had ever managed to beat him in a duel. His creations were the best, the most beautiful galaxies were his and so were many of paradise's landscapes. He didn't care much that all the angels knew his name as long as one in particular knew it. Her name was Olympia. A cherub he loved to spend time with. He didn't understand much about that pleasant company, but heaven was always more interesting with her around. He taught almost everything she knew to that delightful heavenly girl and the cherub taught her how to sing.

Everything was perfect at least until Lucifer began to appear, at that time the rumors of the revolt began, suggesting that many people should join him and Olympia was fascinated. With his beautiful words he made many of the celestial hosts his own, and when the factions split up Olympia sided with him next to Lucifer in the front line. The battle began. The losses on both sides were immense, and God intervened, who threw a series of lightning bolts at the faction of Lucifer with the aim of opening an opening to drive out those who had rebelled. His sweet Olympia was struck just as she was standing next to Lucifer, Risengard cried for the first time in his entire existence, begged for help but the traitor simply turned away. He didn't care about anyone but himself, now she knew it too.

The only one who tried to help them was an angel called Miro. They tried to stay together but the battle there separated them, despair made Risengard prey who looked around and saw nothing but injustice and death. How could he let this continue? He had to find a way to destroy everything. When his Olympia dissolved into poverty between his fingers and saw Miro fall, madness prevailed over the archangel. Something in the deepest recesses of his mind snapped. Madness took everything from him, and his heart froze. If his sweet Olympia couldn't survive, no one would. It struck whoever stood before him. His face had no expression, no sound, no wailing. And then it happened, God had enough. He cast the rebels out into the underworld and brought his angels back to safety. He was left alone on the battlefield. He collapsed to the ground, bent over by all that had happened. The silence was broken by his laughter, the laughter of a madman. God took pity on a broken heart and a broken mind, tried to bring him back to reason but as a result she had the promise of the destruction of everything she had created. In that angel there was no love, no hate, only emptiness and this is much more dangerous than anything else. When the angels came back and imprisoned him, she said nothing, they put him on a star so that he could not harm himself and others, they took off his wings and left him there. Without wings he had lost all his strength and his celestial powers.

As he lay on the rough rock of that planet, all he did was cower in tears. The pain of being wingless was nothing compared to what came next. He spent millennia remembering Olympia living and dying. It was a special day that made him decide to keep his promise, and that was when he saw her first planet die and take the stars around it with him. The angel Risengard realized that he would have to cleanse the world of many things to make it come back as Olympia liked, as that planet could only make everything disappear. First of all, God had to disappear guilty of her death, he would be an impetuous judge just like her creator. With her he would make disappear those angels too weak and sad to live a real life, too stupid to be themselves and too cowardly to rebel. And then yes, he knew exactly who else to punish, Lucifer. He remembered perfectly well how he had turned away leaving them both there, desperate, and had let them both die, though in different ways. It was his fault the war had started, His and those stupid humans' fault. If they had never existed, he would never have envied the love they received, nor would he have wanted free will. He would have done just that. He would have had to eliminate them too.