If you want the facts of the time that your God left this world...here they are in the order it happened.
01. God created Angels.
02. God fought off the Darkness in the name of life.
03. God created other life forms on Earth.
04. God created humans.
05. God had Angels inscribe his knowledge into tablets.
06. God assigned the Angels to watch out for them and the humans. Specifically the Grigori or Watcher angels.
07. The Grigori, under Azazel, watched humans.
08. The Grigori, under Azazel, fell in love with humans and human things and taught us witchcraft when Gadreel "wasn't looking". That's why he is blamed for "letting the snake into the garden".
09. "Eve", one of the Wives of the Grigori, decided to "betray" humanity which would be symbolized as "Adam" by the knowledge of Witchcraft, she bit the forbidden fruit first, and tried to share it with the rest of humanity. This was done when she saw the few of the not-humans that God had made and made a lot of her own. These would go on to be monsters.
10. Humans, suspecting each other of being monsters, started to kill each other. This wasn't considered "Murder" because everyone honestly thought it was in self defense and never pre-meditated.
11. The Grigori, under Azazel, were punished by God and other Angels for falling in love and starting all of this. 200 Angels were punished. Some had their wings clipped, some were made human, some were thrown into prison cells such as Gadreel.
12. Azazel, as the leader of the Grigori, was punished the most severely and his angelic form bound until Judgement Day. To him all sins were ascribed.
13. The wives (the original "witches") were also punished. I was cursed and "Eve" was bound before she could do any more harm.
14. Lucifer rebelled, seeing what horrors humans can do.
15. Lucifer was cast down from Heaven.
16. Lucifer started to organize events to show the other Angels he was right.
17. Lucifer created the first demon from Lilith.
18. Lucifer created the first soul deal with Cain, whose family descended from "Eve" (whose female progeny was Nephilim that died in birthing them) and a human man, turning him into a demon.
19. Lucifer recruited me to unleash Azazel from his imprisonment. I failed to unleash him completely, but all Lucifer wanted was the tainted parts anyways so I did as he actually wanted.
20. Lucifer tried to recruit me to become one of the first demons but the amount of magic I used ended my first life.
21. Lucifer turned Azazel into a demon.
22. Lucifer, Azazel, Lilith, and Cain recruited and trained other humans and fallen watcher angels to be demons so that they could start the apocalypse.
23. Seeing this, Heaven bound Lucifer in the same type of seal they had on Azazel.
24. Azazel ruled in Lucifer's stead.
25. The descendants of Cain and Abel continued to multiply around the globe.
26. God was long gone by this point if you hadn't realized that.
27. Many Millennia later - Figuring out how to unlock Lucifer and knowing that he would need a strong vessel to take on Heaven, Azazel made his plans and sewed them deep.
I was born so long ago that I've lost count of the real age. When I first started to bloom there were many men vying for my attentions. And many more trying to get my father to part with me. He and I held out and refused them. Until I turned fifteen that was. And an Angel of a lord I did not believe in descended from the sky.
His ways and beliefs fascinated me and I learned all I could from him. He taught me about his heaven. It sounded unbelievable but I had seen this man for what he was though many only saw his vessel and I had heard his voice. There was no way I could deny what he was telling me. I wouldn't find out a title for what I had become because until then, no such titles had ever existed. In time (short enough) I was bound to him in marriage and bedded not ten minutes after that. He left his mark on me in that day of passion - the silver-like handprints that adorn my upper thighs, just below my hips.
Other Angels, those who had not come down with Azazel, called what we had done sin incarnate. They branded me as a Witch and tore my husband from me. They bound him up in a place of punishment and to this day his true body, celestial wings and all, is bound there still. To him they ascribed all sin of men and woman. He was to stay there until hell itself collapsed and judgment day reigned. But I could not abide by this...and in the foolishness of youth I thought I was strong enough to challenge Heaven's decree. Back then, I wasn't strong enough. Not by a long shot.
In my efforts to free him I was cursed to wonder the Earth with my shame and my guilt - a curse that I can not break to this day. I would forever look the same. And if I was killed by my fellow man I would be reborn and forced to live a lie over and over again. Some years I would be remade into a woman already bloomed and in others a child slipping from it's mother screaming. In the later my memories always were suppressed until puberty and then I was damned with my loneliness once more. Each time my face grew to be exactly as it was. And each time the marks of Azazel's true hands would appear on my body. With each "new" life I would die in a horrible fashion rather I lived twenty or a hundred years. It always ended in pain.
This went on for centuries and I thought that I had failed in my attempts to free Azazel. In a way I had - his body is still locked up but I was able to free his soul's essence. I found this out when a yellow eyed man approached me. For a few years I was lost in bliss - my other half was back. But over time I started to realize that his grace had been tainted. He had turned himself into something unnatural - something that would later be called a demon. I learned that he had taken to worshiping another fallen angel named Lucifer. He would ultimately be given the title of the Devil.
I noticed that he kept switching vessels because he burned out the ones he had. Most of the time it had been a thought in the back of my mind. I tried to hold on to the memory that was our young love. Until I realized, decades later, that I had been turning a blind eye to all the horrible things he did. I had done that to him in my attempts to free him...I freed a part of the man, but not enough of him it would seem. I freed only the parts of him that echoed all the sins the Angels bestowed onto him.
I ran from him. And I've been running all this time. In some lives I can feel him closing in on me and I long and fear it at the same time. In others I die before I even get a hint of him. Born, die alone, and be reborn. This has been my life through the ages. So it is no wonder that I've lost track of time.
Currently I'm living a life in which I was born into a nice enough family. They got me into my current occupation of running an occult shop, claiming with pride that I was a natural witch. Sometimes I have the urge to tell them that I was the first witch. The urge always fades when I realize that the knowledge of the truth would only bring them pain. My secret isn't something I protect with my life but it is something I try not to burden others with. In the mean time while I wait to die once more I've been working as what's been called a "hunter" on the side. Though I don't really consider myself one. I take care of possessions (demonic or spirits) as well as hauntings. Sometimes I bless items for the hunters who I really take a shine to. Like Bobby Singer - that man, for all his faults, has a heart of gold. Too bad he can't see it. Oh well...
All I know is that things feel like they are changing. Old magic has stirred and something big is about to happen. But I don't know what it is.
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My Punishment Details
I have immortality but not in the way that most people imagine it. I can never be touched by Heaven or Hell, which means that my soul has no place to go...not even purgatory as that's under the jurisdiction of Heaven itself, in a way.
Instead, I am re-made every time I die. This remaking can be instant or it could take a hundred years. If the body I awake in is passed the age of fifteen, I will instantly remember everything. The marks (silver like hand prints) will appear and it would have been in a body who's countenance was a mirror of my own. If the body is younger than fifteen, I will only remember who and what I am on my fifteenth birthday, recieve my marks, and my features will have slowly morphed accordingly over the years.
Each time I am 'reborn' I end up dying. Never by old age. It's always in a painful way. These deaths always come from the sons or daughters of man. Eve's creations, as long as they don't have angelic or demonic blood, count among the children of man too...
But it can never be directly by an angel, an angelic weapon, a demon, or a demonic weapon. Most of the time, without my permission, members from either side can't even physically touch me. Which means I can never be a vessel nor can I be possessed. On the other side, I can also never be healed or otherwise aided by angelic powers either.
I am not a demon and can never be, therefore I am not damned, but I am forever barred from Heaven.
...ＩＳ Ａ ＴＲＡＧＥＤＹ
Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2015 3:48 pm
ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ ＩＳ ＷＲＩＴＴＥＮ...
My original name is Adelastela, but only two beings know this is my name. Myself, Azazel. And as my first life was a long time before the invention of writing, I doubt it would have ever made it into any text. I plan to keep it that way. There is power in a creatures true name after all...so I've taken to warding it from people picking it up if I was not the one to tell them. As it came before writing, I was able to bind my name to this sigil.
When and where I was born Five feet, 2 inches was perfectly normal for human women. It was considered tall even.
A long time ago "Red" haired people with fair skin were seen as special because we didn't grow as tired in the long winter months. I've been told now, by modern science, that it has something to do with the amount of sunlight and how those with the gene process it for Vitamin D.
I am probably the reason the whole Gingers have no Souls started up. I've been in a lot of lives and done a lot of "bad" things.
John Smith, yes that disney one, was an a*****e. His breath would have probably made you sick to your stomach.
King Henry VII wasn't actually a horrible father, a bit neglectful but that was expected at the time. Now, ruling England? I'm not going to be doing that again.
Pompeii is a bad place to be on volcano day.
Hercules was actually kind of sweet. Disney got that part right. But he was also a little manic and really easy to be made crazy.
It was Helen of Sparta thank you very much. The Trojans were assholes.
Just so you know, when you're trying to evoke Hecate I'm not going to pick up anymore. Please leave your name and number at the beep and I'll get back to you...at some point.
Remember the Library of Alexandria? Yeah, Angels are assholes. Just because I decided to teach a coven they had to go and destroy my home. Again.
You really should not joke about catching the plague. I should know. I might have been pissed off at pretty much all of Europe and concocted it. Don't look at me like that - If Eve can make monsters it's not that far of a stretch. Of course I was killed for being a witch with a knife through the gut by a pissed off christian cardinal, because I spurned his lechery at every turn, during the event but without that think about how overpopulated the world would be now.
There is far too much about Azazel, far too much to say. I loved and still love the man, the husband, the companion that he was. I miss the way he would feel, surrounding me in his light that most humans could never comprehend. The same light that would blind them if not worse now. Yet I fear the demon I unknowingly made, the one that he embraced. I weep when I feel the crumpled wings, broken and twisted inside of him and the black smoke that replaced the light. What's worse than knowing what he's become is the longing still inside of me that I have for the memories of him. For a while it was enough to overlook the evil and I never want to get to the spot again. But in this way, for him, I am weak.
ｊｏｈｎ ｗｉｎｃｈｅｓｔｅｒ_________ｈｕｎｔｅｒ
He's impatient, militaristic, and self-important. But he does a good job and knows the right things to use. He's a good hunter but I'm not so sure that he's always a good person.
ｄｅａｎ ｗｉｎｃｈｅｓｔｅｒ_________ｈｕｎｔｅｒ
I'm currently not acquainted with him.
ｒｏｂｅｒｔ ｓｉｎｇｅｒ___________ｈｕｎｔｅｒ
I've worked with him on a few different cases over the year. Even before this latest life of mine, though I doubt he'd remember my face. He was suffering from the loss of his wife at the time and I did end up dying shortly after. But he left an impression on me...though it took a while to remember that. So when I found out that he had gone down the route of a hunter I got back into contact with him. As far as I know, he is still under the impression that I'm just a normal good girl who's got a knack for the supernatural. I want to let him have his rosy tinted illusion of me.
ｓａｍ ｗｉｎｃｈｅｓｔｅｒ__________ｈｕｎｔｅｒ (ｂｌｏｏｄ-ｐｓｙｃｈｉｃ)
I'm currently not acquainted with him.
ｒａｚｉｅｌ______________________ｆａｌｌｅｎ ａｒｃｈａｎｇｅｌ
From what I remember, he's not so bad. He was a creature of curiosity and like a lot of other angels of the time he fell for such endeavours in the realm of humans. Which means that at least he and I share a the position of being scored by God and the rest of his Angels.
ｄｉｍｉｔｒｉ ｗｏｌｆ______________ｂｌｏｏｄ-ｐｓｙｃｈｉｃ
I'm currently not acquainted with him.
ａｄｒｉａｎａ ｃｏｒｓａｉｒ_________ｈｕｎｔｅｒ
I'm currently not acquainted with her.
J o H a r v e l l e_________________ｈｕｎｔｅｒ
I'm currently not acquainted with her.
ｌｅｅｌａｎｄ ｇａｍｂｌｅ___________ｈｕｎｔｅｒ (ｂｌｏｏｄ-ｐｓｙｃｈｉｃ)
I'm currently not acquainted with him.
ｉｍａｒａ ｄｅｌｉｏｎｃｒｅａ_________ｂｌｏｏｄ-ｐｓｙｃｈｉｃ
I'm currently not acquainted with her.
ｊｏｕｒｄａｉｎ ｆｏｕｃｈｅｒ_________ｄｅｍｏｎ
I used to know him. He was a demon forged by the first crusade and had been one of the reasons that demons are so easily hidden in modern time. If it wasn't for the fact that he was quite literally reborn of evil, he may have been a good friend. Or as close to one as I get now a day.
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