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Heaven I
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Limbo, Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Wrath, Heresy, Violence, and Treachery. The 8 layers of hell, the unsightly world which I vowed my sword to seer. Why is it that this world, so full of blood and fear, turned over to my rightful ear? Perhaps in all its boiling repel, it requires a hand to guide it. For how could such a world possibly have order?
But alas, nothing gold will stay. Though sinful foes vanquished under my gear, an opponent has arrived which whose end I cannot see as near. Why does it dare defy my sword? How can it defy my sword? And why does it bring me to my near pique? Full of hatred, disgust, and rage towards this beast. I rushed in, unorganized, and I reached defeat. Heaven, Oh, Heaven. I am sure it is looking down at me with eyes of pity. An archangel as myself should have no such problems as defeat. So, how can this be? Bested by this.. Thing? I must be dreaming, I must be having a terrible, treacherous dream. Sent back up, to my creators, to my peers, to those who adheer the lord's name and prayer. I too, a vigilant of god. A guide of my book and my sword alike. My wings full of his precious, holy light. How have I come to betray him with my insignificance? My muse, my father, how has my reign come to this? Oh, let me relieve my sins this once upon confession. For upon the fight between heaven and earth as through your command, I felt my holiness relinquished at the touch of my sword, and my lust for blood attained.