Nephilim Soul

The Emissaries of the Celestial Planes

Samsara is standing with Seth within the castle walls. "How are you feeling Seth?" Samsara asked. "Different. I feel, lighter; in control. I don't need the seals anymore." He said. "I noticed, you seem a lot more confident in yourself, and you don't seem as pale anymore." Samsara said chuckling. "You know I never told you how happy I am that you're here." He said smiling. "He smiles now too? I like this change, whatever that bastard did, I fully endorse. Besides Seth, where else would I go, we've known each other since we first became demons." Samsara said walking off. "Yeah, I know, but I just wanted you to know." He said looking off. They then notice Fuurgrim rushing by and Maya chasing behind him arguing.

"So you mean to tell me that I was teaching him magic just for him to do this? Were you trying to free the trickster?" Maya asked. "No, of course not, a menace of that caliber is not needed because he would bring nothing but trouble. However, I was aware that this would happen. It was foreseen by the Harbinger that the trickster would momentarily make an appearance, and that would be the spark of a revolution that we would need to be prepared for." He explained. "Revolution? So you allowed that to happen for some damn prophecy that could have been averted?" Maya exclaimed. Fuurgrim stopped and turned around. Maya stopped almost bumping into him. "Now you listen to me when I tell you that you have no idea what most of us nephilim have gone through within the years. We are all practically slaves and followers of the celestials. Metaphysicals are ridiculed by their own and looked at to be the bottom of the barrel due to their lineage. Celestials are fooled to believe that they are better than everyone else because they get to live with the Angels and Demons, and Aetherials can't even think for themselves, they only think for the better of the balance like simple soldiers. So before you start to scold me on supporting the start of a revolution for my cause. Understand the fact that you my dear archon of the South have merely just arrived to the chaos that was already here before you." Fuurgrim said in a stern tone. Maya had a look of astonishment. "I'm sorry." She said. "No apology is necessary, now if you'll excuse me, there are two troublesome twins I must meet with and try to make sure they do not try to destroy us all. I may be an Aetherial nephilim myself, but being appointed the ruler of Purgatory comes with its own limitations." He said turning to leave.

He continued onward to his throne room in which Tralexei was standing in front of it. "Where is Cain?" Fuurgrim asked. "He is currently in some sort of hibernation in the lower levels with Rahim and Karin who also insisted on staying." She replied. "That is fine, are they here?" He asked in a irritable tone. "They are, and are also quite annoyed with how long they've had to wait." She answered. "But do they suspect anything?" He continued. "It's hard to say, they are very stoic and difficult to read." Tralexei said. "That's well trained Celestial nephilim for you." He said as he entered the room upon Tralexei opening the doors. When entering he saw two twins standing in front of each other. One had medium-length red hair. The other had blonde hair with a slightly blue tint. They both had sharp, light gray eyes. They wore very different clothing from each other. The Red-Haired one wore all black and the clothing was slightly tattered. The other wore a majestic white robe over a white and gold sleeveless top with patterns and designs. They both also wore a ring on their finger. The Red-Haired one's ring was a bright gold colour with the symbol of the sun. The blue-haired one had a crescent moon symbol on his ring that had a silver band. They both glanced in Fuurgrim's direction. "Ah, Psyrrin, Solrrus! What brings the two of you?" Fuurgrim said as he walked to his throne. "We do not like..." The Red-haired one said. "To be kept waiting." The blue haired one said. "Yes, yes. I am completely aware. I was making the necessary checks on all of the barriers and seals being in place. As you know we just concluded our reaper games." Fuurgrim said. "Yeah we already know about your bullshit games." The Red haired one said. "That's actually why we are here." The blue haired one said. "Amadeus sent me to deliver a message to you about some anomaly he felt." The red-haired one said. "As Gabriel has sent me." The blue-haired one said. "What exactly is the message?" Fuurgrim asked in an innocent tone. "We have reason to believe that The Trickster's dominion was present here a few moments ago." The blue-haired one said. "Now Solrrus that is absolutely preposterous. The Trickster was eradicated years ago by the efforts of the 1st set of horsemen." Fuurgrim said. "These horsemen you speak of are also the same horsemen who attempted an uprising against the celestials, led by that foolish illusionist that bred that abomination known as the trickster in the first place. So you want us to believe that those who were tainted by her ideologies actually removed one of the biggest threats to us since the Transcendentals." The red-haired one said. "But Psyrrin, I am telling you exactly what is transpiring here, I report on a regular basis to the both of you. There has been no presence of the Trickster." Fuurgrim said.