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mekachu04they'll call it the Great War eventually - but in the immedat aftermath of the universe's first battle, all Raphael could see was the blood of this brothers staining his hands. The golden blood of slain angels painting the floors of heaven. Every corner of his home tained by violence and pain. he'd been created a warrior after all. it was his purpose and his duty. he just haddne't excepted it to hurt so much once it was over
the choir of cherimb who had usrvived had not done so without their own ingury. And without corperal forms yet, there was little differencs beteery phystical and mental trama. emotional turmoil tumbled endelessly with brutal ravages of combat and whole pieces of some woul dneed to be ambutated to prevent dispare from taking whole and unraveling them at an interal levl. it was a delicate and slow process, and left both of the two pheres of heaven uneasy.
non the less, when Chamael entered the healling halls, asking for vollenters for new Purpose, even still injured, there was no shortage of those ready to start. no all ingures can be healled with rest. and while rest was still needed regarless, heaven had jsut learned how dangerous thoughts could be, and being alone with them was making some angels nervous. in the end, chameal picked four of hte healthest cherbim (healthiest, not healthy. hte where able to move and preform the task asked of them in the assesment, but none where healed by any streach of immagination)
Rapheal only fainlty recalled the other three from the healling halls, and possilby passing by in formation from the endless time throm before the infighting had began. All four of them looked tired, but reayd to embrrase new duties. new distractions from the turmoil.
Named with new Purpose, Aziraphael joined Gaderel, Armoneil and Zaqiel on the walls of eden. Each was to be stationed at each cardinal point overlooking a vast hopelss desert. the humans inside where their charges, but thei duties where to prevent samael's recoving legions from destroying the garden. He had revaulted becuase of edan after all - angels, unable to create unless they were Named to do so, had been told htey would bow to the newest creature the Almighty had formed. Humans, granted with power of not just creation, but that their Purpose was *to* Name things. so it was clear that even if he was defeated and fallen, he had survived and would most certainly be looking for any way to destroy this new creature.
it didn't take long for the dark form of thier once brothers to strat sniffing around. it was easy enough to smite them form the high place, but it did cause an unease to set in. calling Her Grace up as a weapon felt so terrible, brought horrible memperies of the War back to mind. the only thing keeping his hand steady was the Purpose of protecting the huamns in the graden. He'd been reformed, renamed, recreated. His only task was the humans.
no matter if they where once his brothers. Azripael would smite each one for the humans. at least now - the humans where helpless. attacking his fellow celcstains didn't weigh so hard now. and there was no reason to give chase either, sparing him from ending anymore lives as long as htey demons retreated.
an::::
Raphael as a cherib, then Aziraphael in this last part
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Aziraphale is post garden
the choir of cherimb who had usrvived had not done so without their own ingury. And without corperal forms yet, there was little differencs beteery phystical and mental trama. emotional turmoil tumbled endelessly with brutal ravages of combat and whole pieces of some woul dneed to be ambutated to prevent dispare from taking whole and unraveling them at an interal levl. it was a delicate and slow process, and left both of the two pheres of heaven uneasy.
non the less, when Chamael entered the healling halls, asking for vollenters for new Purpose, even still injured, there was no shortage of those ready to start. no all ingures can be healled with rest. and while rest was still needed regarless, heaven had jsut learned how dangerous thoughts could be, and being alone with them was making some angels nervous. in the end, chameal picked four of hte healthest cherbim (healthiest, not healthy. hte where able to move and preform the task asked of them in the assesment, but none where healed by any streach of immagination)
Rapheal only fainlty recalled the other three from the healling halls, and possilby passing by in formation from the endless time throm before the infighting had began. All four of them looked tired, but reayd to embrrase new duties. new distractions from the turmoil.
Named with new Purpose, Aziraphael joined Gaderel, Armoneil and Zaqiel on the walls of eden. Each was to be stationed at each cardinal point overlooking a vast hopelss desert. the humans inside where their charges, but thei duties where to prevent samael's recoving legions from destroying the garden. He had revaulted becuase of edan after all - angels, unable to create unless they were Named to do so, had been told htey would bow to the newest creature the Almighty had formed. Humans, granted with power of not just creation, but that their Purpose was *to* Name things. so it was clear that even if he was defeated and fallen, he had survived and would most certainly be looking for any way to destroy this new creature.
it didn't take long for the dark form of thier once brothers to strat sniffing around. it was easy enough to smite them form the high place, but it did cause an unease to set in. calling Her Grace up as a weapon felt so terrible, brought horrible memperies of the War back to mind. the only thing keeping his hand steady was the Purpose of protecting the huamns in the graden. He'd been reformed, renamed, recreated. His only task was the humans.
no matter if they where once his brothers. Azripael would smite each one for the humans. at least now - the humans where helpless. attacking his fellow celcstains didn't weigh so hard now. and there was no reason to give chase either, sparing him from ending anymore lives as long as htey demons retreated.
an::::
Raphael as a cherib, then Aziraphael in this last part
...
Aziraphale is post garden
