The Ones Left Behind [Brock a.u]

The Ones Left Behind [Brock a.u]

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For Elizabeth, the world didn't end when the apocalypse happened; it happened when she lost her brother. Everyday is a struggle to survive, and for what exactly? A desolate and demon ridden world? Elizabeth, an oath to God, was her meaning before the world began to crumble. Now she's just Liz. For Colby, the world ending was only a matter of time; he knew because as one of the archangels, God told him. He spent most of his celestial life observing humans from an apathetic distance, and the downfall of man was inevitable. What he didn't foresee coming, though, was her. She was confusing just as she was irritating: very much human and very much in his way. But he wouldn't have it any other way. Surrounded by a fallen world and ruins, we fall too: ruined. Colby Brock and TFIL members fan fiction
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The cosmos cracked when the first great light fell. When Lucifer, the Morning Star, traded his celestial throne for the dust of a broken world, a gaping shadow was left in God's heart. To mend it, the Father plucked a perfect rose, breathed life into it, and called her Elisheva, "My God is an Oath." She was the replacement, the flawless answer to an unimaginable rebellion. But as the new Archangel took her place, her gaze was drawn not to the glory of the heavens, but to the burning ambition still visible in the eyes of the beautiful, self-exiled demon. Her oath was to God. Her obsession became the fallen star. Millennia passed. Prophecies twisted. And finally, driven by a love neither divine nor corrupt, Elisheva stood on the precipice of judgment, staring down the ruined majesty of Lucifer. The war for his soul had not ended with his fall; it had merely begun. And now, to save him from a fate worse than eternal exile, she was prepared to commit the ultimate heresy, whispering the impossible command into the roaring silence: "Help Me Carry Him Away."

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