The heavens danced and glowed with the glitter of beautiful lights. A celebration was underway and anyone of importance was at the glorious ball. I should be there, too. All of Heaven's Guardians were supposed to attend, but while they were all in love with the formalities of banquet, I was in love with another splendor; the mortal realm below. I would sit on the balcony of the Great Temple for hours and watch the mortals bustle about their short lives, making every effort to live to their fullest. The humans were a troubled race, but their hearts held such potential for grace and love. It could especially be seen through their forms of entertainment.
I loved to watch them dance, sing and perform. Such tangled webs of emotion and passion! Drama and tragedy, romance and betrayal. There was nothing like that in the Kingdom of the Angels. Everything here was beautiful and serene, but it lacked the raw passion that I had grown so fond of watching. Over the past while, a specific mortal had caught my attention. A male human who sang like an Angel, but moved like a Devil. His dancing was not at all graceful, but rather, hard and aggressive; filled with intensity. It stirred my heart in ways I had never felt. I watched him a lot these days. He seemed different than other mortals; special in some way. How I wished I could fly down there and observe him more closely. It was forbidden to visit the mortal world, not unless we had a good reason.
The Guardians were not supposed to leave the Temple. It was our duty to maintain balance and order between Heaven and the Abyss; the home of Demons and detestable creatures. The ruler of that world was malicious and preyed on the negative emotions of mortals, but even he knew the dangers of throwing the cosmos out of balance. Once every so often, the councils of our two worlds would convene and come to an agreement to keep the power struggle even. Steps were taken on each side. To maintain order, we would spread love and joy throughout the mortal world while the Demons had to control how much torment they inflicted upon them in order to feed and survive. That realm was the only thing keeping the core of our existence together, and we had to make sure it stayed balanced. To know and understand good moments in life, the mortals must also experience pain and suffering. They had to know the difference. Lean too far to our side and they would become complacent and do nothing, but too far to the other, and they would destroy each other.
The human man that I had become enamored with was having an event of his own tonight. A concert would be held and I wanted so badly to go and see him in person. I loved watching him from this spot, but during this show, he would perform a song that resonated with my very soul. As an Angel, I love all of humanity, but this human, he was special. When he sang, it could move me to tears and made me long to be near him. When he danced or sang more aggressive songs, it made me feel weird all over. My chest would hurt, heart would beat so fast and I would feel a tingle all through my body. He was the only mortal that moved me in such a way. They wouldn't miss me if I slipped away tonight to attend the concert, would they? It was forbidden, but if this human could make me feel this way from a distance, how would I feel in his presence? I had to know.
When the grand ball was in full swing, I slipped away and used the Passage of Light to descend to the mortal world. I would be quick... I just wanted to see him up close, hear the voice that rivaled the heavenly choir with my own ears. Once on the Mortal Plane, I instantly felt the mix of positive and negative emotions in constant battle. It was thick and hung in the air like an oppressive cloud. How did the humans survive with this turbulent pressure? Could they not feel it? I didn't like it, but it wasn't going to be enough to deter me from seeing my Fallen Angel. When I made it to the place he was going to be performing, I dawned a human disguise and made my way inside with a group of humans that were walking in. People were being stopped at the doors and being checked for tickets... I didn't have one, but I used a bit of my power to make them overlook my presence. That probably wasn't something I should be using my abilities for, but I shouldn't even be here in the first place. I was risking great punishment to see him.
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Descent
FanfictionAll the beauty of Heaven around him, but Jimin has fallen for another splendor; The Mortal Realm. But that isn't the only thing that has caught his attention. A Mortal singer has stolen his heart from afar, but what makes this man so special? What w...