Holy Palace of the Wise

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

Lord Seraphiel looked up at her and snickered, My dear Aneal, you are born of a human parent, temptation and sin will come as naturaly to you as water will fall naturaly from a waterfall. Humans are tempted ever so easily. And it is also your choice to do whatever it is you wish to do. I will not stop you. Personaly, i believe heaven is doomed. The High Seraphim may survive, and same with The Holy Three, but the kingdom will most likely colapse and cease to exist. Doom is apon us, Lord Lucifer has almost won. I understand if one wishes to join him, he promises ever so much...and we deni all the same. Heaven is reaching its end...atlast the gates of heaven will be battered down, and the taint shall corrupt the souls that were promised peace forever...we are doomed....What shall happen of those that survive, i do not know...Especially of The Father and the remaining four seraphim....We are too powerful for Lucifer to defeat...even with all of his followers ganging up on one, it will inevitably be a fight between lucifer and one of us. For we could end his army single handedly, just as he could end ours...But he does know eh cannot hope to take on two seraphim of the high council alone... he looked past her, then at the cieling, in which a beutiful mural of a gorgeous woman stood. While looking up he started to speak That woman apon the cieling is known to the ancients as Eden...I would estimate that you know of the story of Adam and Eve, and The Garden of Eden...most angels think that Eden was just a title, that it was the name of the place...but it wasnt...The Father created a special angel, and her name was eden, she created the garden...all the knowledge it had came from her powers...and the Lord Almighty of course...but Eden...i loved that woman...She taught me something important in the short time in which i knew her...'Never let thy purity become corrupted' is what she taught me...then she dissapeared...along with the garden...i have never found it...no matter how hard i search, it is always beyond my grasp...But the lesson in which she had taught me was to never loose faith. So i must not loose faith that there still might be a chance to save heaven...That My Brother can still be saved...  

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

Lord Seraphiel sat back in his chair behind the desk, his eyes had a crazed fanatic look in them. Almost histerical. The war hadnt even started, yet its toll was evident on the ancient angel. Then he let out a bone chilling laugh, AHAHAHAH train?! To fight what? Lucifer? Im sorry but he could kill our entire army single handedly if he wished. But at the same time..so could i kill his on my own...no, the real battle wont be between armies, it will be between most likely me and my little brother...and it will most likely end in the end of the universe...and if i die...then he shall finaly challenge The Father...and who knows how that will turn out...but i do know one thing...he would never beat Father...Father is capable of dwarfing even me or him...Seraphiel sighed, took a gulp from his wine glass and sighed once more..  

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

Seraphiel looked at metatron, his eyes still crazed, now glowing green. Yes, you are rather destructive. But are you sure you wish to fight the entire army? They were once our bretheren. Angels that have fallen from grace are still angels. Why is it that peace can never truely exist? Why must we always fight each other?  

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

Seraphiel looked at Lord Metatron, then he pulled his blade out. My brother, if you Talk of Gods Hand, my blade of purity, you had a sword much like this one. All of us seraph did, but you all threw it aside for me to create a more powerful sword. For the blades of our birthright had their powers binded. Concealed. Nobody wanted to hold onto it. Only i kept my blade, i trained with it. And i finaly untapped its secrets. You all have your own blades of power, but they are not like mine. Mine is more of a chunk of my very own essence now.

 

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

Ah welcome my good sir, welcome to my most humble home. I know it might seem flashy but one must be flashy from time to time. Ahahahah, Seraphiel sat behind his desk. One leg was propped up apon the other, his elbows rested apon the shoulders of the chair and his hands were folded in front of his face. He had a charming smile about him. A cigarette pack was on the desk in front of him. Please, take one if you wish. I see your wings have begun their transformation. Such a sad thing to see, but reversable if one wishes to become pure once more. Oh, your wings, I am sorry about removing them and all...but I had to do something to get you out of there...The Father gets pissy reall quickly. Ahahahah, you can have them back though, I am finished with them myself. Beautiful composure in them, I admired the grooming. Its not often one sees grooming to that detail. I had thought I was one of the only angels that took pride in looking my best at all times. Seraphiel snapped his fingers. Where the stubbs were from the severed wings, a light shined. The stubs sprouted bones, the bones grew, sprouting other bones. A frame of a wing formed for each stub, then feathers quickly filled in the bones. The feathers were golden, not black. I purified them while i studied them, I hope you do not mind. Now, you may sit if you like, but tell me, what is it you meant by "returning?" I will listen to your words and if you are being honest, I can make this possible. He smiled kindly to Asmodeus.  

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

Seraphiel rose from his chair, and walked around the study. He gestured to all of the books around him. All this, this knowledge, has made me what I am today. Some say I am insane. They are wrong though. I am half mad. Half. Yes, that does not make sense. But neither does anything else in this world. These books are the writtings of power. The books that were forbidden from use by the other angels. Only the original five high seraph were allowed to read these. Not even the lower seraph. And for good reason too. But even having the right to read them, only I read them all. I have learned things that I probably should not know. If there is a way to do something, then it is amongst these books. Forgiveness is never impossible. The Father is not stubborn. He created us, he made our bodies, and our souls. Our emotions, our thoughts. They all came from him so to speak. He will forgive you. But for that to happen, he will probably ask of something in return. Or, in better terms, I shall ask of something in return. He does not like to speak to others much. All I will ask of you is one task, that is to spy for us. We are in need of a spy in hell. Use what power you have and do something right. Do something pure. Prove to us that you are worthy of forgiveness. You have the potential to be powerful, so use it. Use Lucifer. Have him help you gain strength, and spy, and when you have proved yourself, leave and come back. You shall be accepted with open arms. We are in need of higher angels. Our only recruits have been....lower.... And when you return, train here, and improve better yet. he pulled a book from the shelves, when he turned, the book was upsidedown and he was reading. It was Animal Farm, he was almost finished. As he turned the last page, anger filled his eyes. WHAT A STUPID ENDING! he screamed as he threw the book at the ground and lit it on fire.  

[Seraphiel The Forgiving]

Seraphiel sighed as he heard Amadeus's words, It has always bewildered me...an angel's death...where do they go? I have never figured that out...But do not worry, this war will either create the world...or destroy it...But it will never get rid of problems...even if Lucifer prevail, he shall soon see the world end. For without purity, there can be no impurity. And that means, he will no longer exist. Its his own fault too. For if he hadnt fallen, then that law would have never existed. Ahahahah.