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 Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 2:11 pm
All around you are corpses hung high, and angels chained or dying. Asmodeus is standing over one, and grabs the wings of an angel, then puts his foot on the back of the angel. There is a tearing sound as Asmodeus kicks the angel forward, and he throws the wings to his sides, then draws his blade and swings it down. The Angel's head rolls to the ground and he flicks the blood off his blade, then sits at a small fire he made. He sighs and sits on the blood stained ground, tents set up around him with no one in them and the smell of pain and suffering in the air. He lights a cigarette and puts it between his lips, waiting for the call of battle to bring him in.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 2:17 pm
Lord Seraphiel stepped forward, Helsira at one side, and Sir Gremelous at the other. Asmodeus, what a gruesome thing to do.... He stated.
Helsira simply glared at Asmodeus. His fangs just barely out. But an aura of malevolence was easily fealt emitting from him.
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Seraphiel The Forgiving Captain
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 2:23 pm
Asmodeus didn't turn, he just sat there, smoking, "I said in privacy, and even though you tend to trust them, I don't think you get how important this is. You really caused me some pain for what you did with Metatron, and now I have to work harder than ever to do my job." He held his blade in his right hand, the cigarette in his lips. He had a book in his left hand, his head aiming towards it.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 2:36 pm
After whispering something to Gremelous, Gremelous dissapeared. There, we are technicaly alone. Helsira was created by my mind and essense. So he is pretty much me. Say what you need to say, Helsira does not like this place and I wish to accomidate his desire to leave.
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Seraphiel The Forgiving Captain
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 2:43 pm
There was a dying angel that held up his hand to Seraphiel, but was quickly silenced as Asmodeus threw a throwing blade into the mans throat, forcing him to choke on his own blood and die in seconds. Asmodeus didn't look when he did this, he just sat there reading, "Well, I guess we are alone, then. Seraphiel, if Metatron causes enough damage in Hell, do you think Lucifer will be willing to take points up on Earth? No... He'll send Hexxtor, or maybe even no one at all. I won't get much of a chance to do anything... I feel useless. I could be doing damage to Hell, I could be slaying thousands at just the call, but instead, I am forced to sit here and share the pain that I have felt with these people. I've had my wings torn off feather by feather, and bone by bone. I've been stabbed, impaled, chained... And yet I receive no pity. Not from you, not from Lucifer and not from God himself. I do not want to stay idle and wait, and with Metatron out, I am going to be forced to stay idle. You do not enjoy following others plans, so please, with all do respect, tell me yours and let me help you." He closed the book and turned to Seraphiel, his eyes solid black. He sighed and waved his hand across his face and the gold returned.
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Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 6:17 pm
Turning to another dying angel, seraphiel crouched down by him and smiled. He placed his hands over the angels face and breathed out slowly. When he removed his hand, the angels eyes were lifeless, then he closed them and stood up,Amsodeus, pity is something that one should only give to another who actualy needs it. Not one that asks for it. And as for my plan, my plan is to not don a plan. You see, Lord Lucifer is cunning, he is the Father Of Deciet. He is an excellent strategist. But the one thing he is not, the one thing I have that he does not, is half mad! He does not know what to expect from me. But out of natural instinct, he, like all other beautiful strategists out there, will expect me to have a plan, one that is incredible, if not brilliant. Then they will find a way to turn my plan against me and make it my outdoing. So I decided to act along my natural instinct of doing the least expected thing. That of course being to not have a plan whatsoever and pretty much bull s**t my way through this war. It will be the last thing that Lord Lucifer expects. Plus, as long as I have no plan, I am held back by no restraints. I can move forward as I please. Seraphiel looked down at helsira and scratched his ears.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 3:21 pm
"No... Lucifer knows your... "Half-insane" and will expect you to go in with a bull s**t idea such as letting yourself go in with what ever. You at least need to know what there is around you, and prepare for it. He will also have homunculi... Just fair warning for your troops. And unfortunately for them, I will be leading the assault with those. Finally... I do not beg for pity. I never did. I just said that I had not recieved any from The Father or his minions. I didn't want to go to battle, but I did. Neither did Azrael, but even though he didn't choose a side, he was still cast as an outsider and thrown into the bowels of hell. Seraphiel... You are not an expert at war, but you are an expert at fighting and killing. You vaguely command your troops, and see what they do. If they die, they die, and you shed little pity. Why? Because you know they died for a good cause, most likely." Asmodeus sighed, and put the book he had in a bag, then stood and turned to Seraphiel once more, "I don't know your life story, and I don't know you well enough to become your psychologist, yet I doubt that would help you at all. I just know that if I am going to see you in battle, and die to save your life, I have to get the jist of you. And I think I have that. Now, as for your slice of subconcious... I doubt it will make it in time to save you. It will be having to much fun, or standing back in the fight between you and Lucifer because he knows what must happen. Everyone knows the ending to this story, but we don't know the actions that lead to it or the moments before it ends... So, please, try not to give out spoilers." He smirked.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 3:28 pm
Seraphiel smiled. Asmodeus had a smart intellect to him. Asmodeus, with insanity, comes a gift. You see, my mind is constantly swimming. And no matter what Lord Lucifer expects, he also knows he can not predict my movements. I don't like to use troops in battle. I will allow one to fight if they so wish, but they cannot expect anything from me. Also, know that my hunch about me and lucifer's death being the end is only that, a hunch. It may work. It may not work. But I am also not so keen to sacrifice my life for a pointless idea.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 3:50 pm
Asmodeus shrugged, "True, but you are also sacrificing your life for a great cause. And if you don't, it is fine with me. I am just here to do my part, and if I die in battle, then I will see what happens next. Is it a possibility rebirth exists for Angels and Demons, or is it just a crowded area of dead Angels conversing on how life was?" He sighed and looked at Helsira, "You could tear my throat out if you liked. If anything, you are similar to Seraphiel, which means you have a fragment of his power. A true honor in a fight. We should spar some time." He smirked, looking back to Seraphiel, "So, you think that it is possible it won't happen. That doesn't change what I meant. I meant that one of you, if not both will die. I know you know that. If I had to put my money down, it would be you. Why? I just like you and I think you have it in you to rip out his trachea and strangle him with his own spine. If not you, then it would just be an interesting image in my mind." He smiled.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 5:22 pm
Lord Seraphiel chuckled for a moment, If you must know my true plan, Asmodeus, it is to bring Lucifer back to us. To turn him once more towards the light. To have him take up his thrown once again in the city of Kortelya. And as for the death of angels....we are reborn, but in an odd way. Well...its interesting to explain. When an angel dies, they are given the choice to be reborn as a human or as an angel once more. If they choose human, then depending on their power, they will most likely forget all of their angelic memories and powers and live a normal life, pass on, and become souls once more. Of course, if a more powerful angel picks humanity, they will either be a prophet, or a superhuman. They shall retain most memories if not all. And when they pass on, they might be considered for a gaurd job. Now, if the angel chooses rebirth into angel form again, a whole nother process is taken. I tell you, this path is very rarely taken, and it is even more rare for one to suceed. The dead angel's soul is planted into a form of purgatory, but it is infinately times worse. The pain is unbarable. It lasts for one hundred years, a time period that is rather long for most current angels considering they are not like Me or my Bretheren, also known as the Ancients. But this pain is so bad that it could cause the soul to be destroyed, throwing them into the void, a place of darkness for all eternity. But if they survive, they will come back even more powerful. They will come back a rank higher, lower seraph of course being the highest they can be. But like I said, it is so rare to find an angel of this tenacity that it might as well be considered impossible.
Helsira stared at asmodeus, Well, Asmodeus, I hope you understand that whatever I fight is considered my prey. And I ALWAYS eat my prey....but the choice is yours.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 6:00 pm
Asmodeus nodded, "Well, if I die, and when I die I am as ignorant as I am not, we both know the route I will take." He turned to Helsira, "And if Seraphiel is not willing to kill me, and I do make it through the final battle, then I want to fight you. We will see if I could stand a chance against even a fragment of Seraphiel's power." He smiled and nodded to Seraphiel. "And who knows, maybe I will live through it." He laughed a bit, then returned to the beginning of what Seraphiel said, "Seraphiel... As for bringing Lucifer back... Is that a "good" plan... or is that something you want? Is it something the other angels want, too? Or... Is it the chance that he will actually accept this, and enjoy to be forgiven? And what of the demons? What will happen to them?"
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 6:43 pm
Helsira seemed to snicker, we shall see Asmodeus, we shall see.
Lord Seraphiel sighed and looked up at the sky, Asmodeus, I have walked this universe for as long as it has existed. That is roughly a life span of 15 billion years. After that long, one would think that I have seen it all, but every day, something suprises me. The impossible is always possible. I have a hunch that because lucifer is basicaly the father of the ying yang theory, that if he comes back, then all shall return to normal. But we can never be sure. I wish to see what happens. The demons will either be purified or destroyed...And the fallen might rise again...we can never be totaly sure though...
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 8:15 pm
"Let the angel rise from the depths of hell and become pure once more in the eyes of God, ey?" He smiled and nodded, "Well, I guess you have the chance of being right, my friend. As for me... I don't know. I probably never will." He turns to Helsira, "If you do kill me, then I WILL come back as a lower seraph, and train. Hell, maybe you could teach me a trick or to. That is... If I survive the pain of 100 years. I hope you can wait that long." He smirked.
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Posted: Fri May 07, 2010 2:00 pm
The trick, Asmodeus, is to not die in the first place! He smirked and looked at his watch, Oh dear, look at the time, it is time for my dinner! I am terribly sorry but I must be out, Blake does not like it when the food gets cold! Ahahahah! Seraphiel vaporized into a white mist that flew away in a breeze that had just picked up. Helsira nodded curtly to Asmodeus and followed suit with seraphiel.
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