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I looked around, obviously never having been to heaven but catching glimpse whenever I was pulled into an astral projection to attend something in heaven. Besides, my name meant paradise. Since being in heaven my wings couldn't be folded and hidden. My wings were on display for all beings in heaven to see.
I walked with an archangel-in-training through the halls of heaven, I watched as Throne angels dispatched chariots to ride around God's chair.

Every Throne angel had skin the colour of brass, also having four heads and four wings, their arms underneath their wings. Their heads were of different species. One was a lion's head, an oxen's head, a human's head and an eagle. The trainee leading me saw my interest.

"They can't move sideways nor backwards." I nod with a small hum. I watched as a horde of large genderless angels clad in bulky white gold armour with six pristine white wings. Their white hair, golden eyes and porcelain skin.

"Those are the seraphim angel." I nod.

"I know." I mutter fluttering my wings in attempt to make them comfortable. The trainee looks at my six large black wings, almost with awe.

"M-Moving on." We walked past a large room among the many, men with long white albs held by thick golden sash-like belts around their waists, the albs themselves reaching the angels' feet.

All of the men had golden staffs in their right hands and the seal of god in the other. I looked up closer and saw that they were pointing to certain countries with their staffs and talking about whatever they pointed at.

We wondered around a little more before coming to a room, the door was plain, like the others but their was chatter coming from inside the room behind the door. The door was guarded by four Cherubim angels.

There were nine different types of angels that I knew of. From most powerful to least I knew them to be; Seraphim, Cherubim, Thrones, Dominions, Virtues, Powers, Principalities, Archangels, and Guardian Angels.

I opened the door with the trainee behind me, he closed the door behind us and locked it. I looked around the room as angels and heavenly residents.

It looked like the coliseum but it was a round theatre and was closed off. My mother and sibling were in the middle of the room at the bottom. Their hands bound in ropes that were tied to stands that were in front of them.
Their impassive looks made me think that they didn't care where or what happened to them. I walked down further until I came to my allocated seat, which was right next to another, much older Seraphim and the Archangel Michael.

I watched as a heavenly resident came through a door and sat at the bench, his wig on tightly with his black gown around his shoulders. His mallet in his hand with some books and papers.

"The case of Warren-Faustus against the heavens and earth is now in session." The judge called and smack the gavel with his mallet, making the sounds echo around the room. The chatter quietened, quickly but gradually.

"Your crimes, Mrs Faustus are as follows; the refusal to listen and reply to prayers. The killing of several humans. The battering of a child and the refusal to allow truths to be told. Fornication with a demon and a reaper." Mother's face didn't change any as the judge read out her convictions.

"Not putting God first and slandering Thy name. Refusal in doing your heavenly duties. Using Thy name without respect. Being unfaithful to your spouses, Adrien Creaven and Claude Faustus, despite their species. Your greed for the materialistic things and using your children to get it. Having less than seven offspring."

My eyes widened 'she had that many convictions under her belt?!' I screamed mentally as the judge turned the page before looking down his nose at Delilah then began talking once more.

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