Aquene |ON HOLD|

I am Nathaniel, the leader of the elite assassins, described as invincible, cold- hearted angels.

Yes, angels.

Not long ago, you called us saviours, guardians, protectors of the human race filled with warmth, affection and love. That was before your kind turned into empty shells waiting to be consumed by demons. Mankind has changed and so had we.

Even we angels have forgotten how to love and to be loved, we grew cold and our faith in humankind had vanished.

Ironic, isn't it? Your so called "protectors" have descended from heaven, landed on what you've once call home, to bring only chaos and death.

But do not worry, for we are only allowed to vanquish foes that have possessed and start living through the walls of earth. You see, only God sees the potential of man, He still believes in your race. I say that it is too late to change, to take it all back and start again. It seems that your home planet is now filled with pesky devils, all because of your own stupidity.

We gave you conscience to know the difference between right and wrong, good and bad.

We gave you love, only to be tainted by your own lust.

We gave you hope only to be tortured by your own corruption. But who are we? We are only mere soldiers, loyal to their king.

Day after day, we kill. Not once we saw hope through their pathetic pleading eyes. We never shudder from the very images of our photographic minds, how we rip them piece by piece until there is no longer a body to be build up again.

We never feel guilt, we never feel hunger, we never feel pain, we never feel anything. All of us have turned into monsters with different point of views, with different versions of the world.

But all of these changed due to my downfall.