In the beginning of everything, God created Heaveh, time, space, and us, angels. Everyone lived happily in the Golden Pne, having fun, flying and fooling around with each other. It was quiet and pleasant. Then God created humans, his beloved creatures, beings that he probably loved more than us, his children. His only and to us was to serve and love humanity.

  However, peace would sooerrupted when Lucifer raised an army to rebel against our Father, refusing to bow towards humanity.

  "Why are you doing this, brother?" I asked, hoping and seeking a way to perhaps resolve without fighting against each other.

  "You ever uand." He replied, raising his sword.

  Perhaps he was right. That I could and would never uand. Somehow, I was thrilled and relieved that he refused to resolve flict without inflig damage to one another. Without even realizing, I was looking forward to fighting against him.

  With that, I uhed my sword, signaling my siblings to prepare for battle. I exhaled softly and started to ch every muscle in my being before charging towards him, and so did my siblings. The skies were filled with the symphony of their battle cries as I, however, remained silent.

  Holding the on with my left hand, I pced it over my right shoulder. I swung my sword as Lucifer raised his, defending himself. The collision of our swords created a burst of wind and shockwave that spread throughout the field of battle, temporarily disorienting the other soldiers, ally and foe alike. As for both of us, we were pushed back by each other's attad without wasting a moment, we flew towards each other once more. We fought ferociously, but as the battle went on, the differen strength between us became apparent. Soon after he was able to break down my defenses and in a split sed of opening, he swung his sword once again. I barely made it in time to defend myself. I was aware that I would not be able to win against him, all I had to do was to stall him until Michael arrived from Father's chambers.

  "There's no need for us to do this, Luci!" I shouted as I struggled to push him back.

  "Oh, we have every o do this, Brother." he replied, gring and smirking at me.

  He then kicked me in the chest and I flew for a distance. Just as I was regaining my bance, he flew straight towards me with insurmountable speed and force. Our swords cshed as I held mine up. He was so powerful that he sent my sword flying away from me. I looked where it nded and was about to get it when he swung his sword once more. I mao avoid it but it caught my eyes.

  From then and there, everythi bck. I screamed in distress as the pain was unbearable. I quickly fell down, not having the strength to fly, holding my eyes before nding on my ba the ground. I couldn't remember anything after that.

  Once I regained sciousness, I heard that Lucifer and a third of my siblings had been cast out of Heaven and thus, we won the war. For me, it wasn't much of a victory. I have lost my sight which felt like I have lost a part of me. So, I went to visit God for help.

  "What brings you here, Raviel?" Father asked, as if he didn't already know why I was visiting.

  "I was hoping you would fix me." I replied.

  "I ot fix what is not broken, My child." His reply had upset me. What did he mean he ot fix? What did he mean not broken?

  I calmed myself down before responding. I didn't want to e out as disrespectful.

  "But...yod." I said as if I was desperate and begging for him to fix me.

  "I am terribly sorry but I ot fix you, son."

  I remained silent and proceeded to slowly walk out of his chambers, stretg my arms out, waving my hands in front of me.

  Few years in Heaven has gone by, I've learo embrace my blindness. I also discovered that even though I have lost my sight, my eyes are still funing properly. I could still use them to harhe power of Divinity. Of course, I had tried to use Divinity to heal my eyes, but to no use. Instead, I simply used it to enhance my other senses. I could now fly and move around like I used to before with the help of my other sehough, I might've enhahem too much.

  I started overhearing that some of my siblings have started to ridicule and pity humans, despite Father's orders to serve them. I 't bme them since from what I have heard, humans are powerless against the flow of time. They are excruciatingly normal. They're born, they age, they get hungry, thirsty and ultimately, they die. However, I took an i in their pathetid simple little lives. Even though, God didn't give them much, they still worshiped and offered themselves to him. Faith, hope, love...I want to know more about it.

  I slowly walked towards the very edge of the lowest level of the Goldehe wind screamed and whistled as it brushed past me. I never noticed this before, perhaps due to the fact that I had my sights the st I was here, that I never appreciated the hat chaos has created. That I am in love with the sound of mayhem.

  I am, or at least, was one of the Four Judgments. Iimes of peace, there was no longer a need for my expertise in bat. I no longer have a purpose. With that, I have never felt more empty.

  I took aep towards the edge of this floating ro the middle of this seemingly endless skies. I breathed in deeply, taking in the smell of fresh air, indulging the chill that the breeze brought.

  "Brother..." a soft ale voice uttered.

  There was a hint of grief and sadness within it, pulling me back. I ched my jaw and turned my head to the side, out of habit. I tried to py it cool and asked what she was doing here. She wasn't having any of it.

  "Are you really going to leave without saying goodbye?"

  Those words, her tone, her voice breaking, the vivid rumbling sound within her eyelids, my heart broke along with hers. I swiftly turned my body to face her and slowly walked towards her. I opened my arms and without hesitation, she jumped iween them.

  "I know it is cruel of me to leave without saying anything." I apologized, "I just didn't have the heart to tell you that I am."

  She chuckled and simply shrugged. We both let go of each other. I took a couple of steps back, returning to the edge of the floor.

  "Are you even pnning on ing back?"

  "Hmm." I looked down for a moment before raising my head once again. "No, I don't."

  I couldn't see but I was certain that she was smiling. I would like to believe that she was. I gave her a smile and leaned my body all the way back, letting myself fall off of Heaven. As I fall, I turned my body around to face the dest.

  Soon after, I have finally crossed the veil iweewo realms aered the Earth's atmosphere as I spread my wings and flew along its skies. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed by the sounds of voices and screams throughout this p. Some are screams of anguish, others are cheers of joyous rhythms. Along with the sounds of both chaos and peace. With that, I started to question Father and started to uand what Lucifer meant.

  As the product of disorientation from the overwhelming noises of the world, I crashed down against this realm's soil. I retracted my wings as I crawled my way out of this crater that I created, desperately trying to tu all the noises.

  These are the creatures you ordered us to serve? These are the ones whom you have created in your image?

  It wasn't that I was disappointed. If anything I was even more ied in these creatures. I had realized that humanity is both good and evil. That begged the question, how God let such creatures exist, more importantly, how He create them? Perhaps there was a reason.

  With this new beginning, I embarked on a jourhrough this mortal po find answers. To uhe reasons, truths and mysteries. To go beyond them. To explore. To challeo fail, succeed, struggle, and quer.

  This shall be an act of rebellion, not against God, but against my own beliefs and prejudice.