Heaven

This is where all the angels live as well as God, Messiah, and Micheal. This is a place where you can roleplay and buy holy items. You can visit the Gates of Heaven, the Cloudy Plains, and the Holy Palace. You can shop at the Holy Store.

Enter Heaven
"Let's keep going. Dovah Foriik will be at the Holy Palace"
 * The three make it to a city with floating towers and see angels flying from here to there
 * The three fly there

A Goddess Divine
Heaven, a divine realm under the rule of a seemingly benevolent being. It is here where many battles were fought and the place from which the Morning Star fell. One can only wonder if the benevolence and purity here is truth or lie.

A goddess stands above many small children, all of which have beutiful white wings. "Now, children," she starts, "what are we going to do today? I'll let you choose within the great boundaries."

The children talk over one another giving the goddess no coherent answer.

"So, stay and learn grammar?"

The children continue to argue until a figure in a tattered grey cloak looms over them.

"I'd suggest that you pick a location," they say to the children, earning a collective nod. They all talke amongst themselves before picking the Cloud Sea as their destination.

The goddess walks over to the figure as they start walking, letting chaperones take control. "May I ask who you are? For the children's safety."

"Just a friend of sorts, more of a Reason than a person at this point, but that's hardly worth explaining. Just call me the Mercenary, my real name isn't to be mentioned at all."

"Okay. Just don't touch the children without good reason, please." She smiles and catches up with the group.

"I have no reason to do so, I only really act out of justification." The Mercenary silently follows the class and goddess.

Once they get it their destination, the goddess stands before them. "You know the rules. Now go have some supervised fun! Chaperones, keep an eye out."

The Mercenary continues to warch for awhile before seemingly dozing off.

The goddess sits beside the mercenary. "How are you doing, sir?"

"I am well, just contemplating how to not let the universe rip itself a new one or erase itself. The usual."

"Glad to hear. May I ask why you have come?"

"I wonder... I'd be careful if I were you, a dark force is stirring and you're the target of it."

"Then let it come. So long as the children are safe, I'm not angry at it."

"Famous last words," mutters the Mercenary.

"What was that?"

"You'll see..."

"Alright then..." she sighs.

The Mercenary goes back to dozing off until a scream is heard. The being sighs and rights themself.

"As if on cue..."

The goddess appears near the scene, looking upon it.

Several broken angels lie on on the ground, as if someone or something attempted to twist them apart then throw them away. Among the crumpled angels are two of the children. Just ahead of the scene lies a shadowy portal that seems to have simply been torn into the heavens rather than formed.

Two tree golems form. "Mistress, what could have done this?" they say in unision.

"I do not know..." she replies.

"Hm... I did warn them to move out of my way, but they failed to listen," says a being from beyond the tear. "If you'd like to remain among the living, it would be wise for you to do the same, goddess. I have someone to speak with and I'd very much like to get to them within the next few minutes."

"I need to know who you are and have you condemed for your crimes."

"My name is of no consequence nor are my crimes, only my appointment with the benevolent one. Now move."

"No."

"Would you prefer me harm the children to change your mind?"

"I'd rather you stop hiding and fight me like a honorable person."

"Hiding? Ha! You wound me, foolish one. I offer you a chance to avert further casualties and you deny me? And I thought the Heavenly Host was supposed to be smart..." The being beyond the rift flexes its power, killing all plants, the golems included, in the field and crippling all of the present angels severely. From the tear steps a being that would have appeared to be divine had it not been for the festering aura about him and the demonic blood thirst emmanating from his person. His hair was platinum blonde and his eyes turquoise. He wears a dark blue, nearly black jacket with slit sleeves and black slacks with a dark, double breasted, button up shirt and dress shoes. At his side his a katana with a cane like pommel and across his back is a claymore decorated with celestial and eldritch symbols. From his arm glows a blade of both energy and bone. He stands slightly above the goddess in height and seems completely unfazed by her power.

"Last chance, move before I cut you down."



The plants are revived and the golems return to their positions while the children are led far away. "I sense your power. You are no match for me. Leave before you get hurt, young one."

"No match for you? Woman, I could smite the lord of this domain if I chose to." The man scoffs and the plants wither once again, this time accompanied by the soil itself, which rots and dries into in uninhabitable, completely dead mess, while any angels still in the area are severely stricken and sickened by the aura, many coughing up great amounts of blood or choking. "You should be the one worried, I haven't shown you an iota of my power, let alone a fraction of a percent." The man points at the goddess and blasts her away as if it were nothing. "A minor goddess challenging a transcendant being. How foolish."

The aura disapates and everything goes to normal without her moving. "Fight me then. Not the children. Or are you too scared to face a minor goddess?"

The man shrugs.

"Famous last words." The man vanishes then reappears. Shortly afterwards several deep gashes tear into the goddess' side and back. "Those aren't going to heal, a courtesy of the god of destruction and the gods of war acknowledging my power."

The goddess grabs the man's head, and connects it with hers. After breaking his skull, his own weapons appear in one of his legs and a lung has a deep gash in it. "Fight a mortal next time." She walks away, and looks at the man in the tatered robe. "What in hell are you waiting for?"

"That all you got," asks the man getting up as if the damage was of no consequence. "The doctor hits harder than you and he isn't a god." He removes his sword from his legs with no trace of feeling any pain and the wounds heal on their own. "Yeah... You aren't the one who can kill me, not even if you tried." The goddess feels another slash to her back, this one being much deeper than the previous ones, followed by a severe piercing sensation through her chest and a multitude of lesser, but acute slashes. "Got anything else you wanna try?"

The goddess falls to the ground. She spits blood as she looks upwards with a smile. As she looses consciousness, she speaks. "Look up... Asshole..." and as the man does, he sees a sword fall from the sky. As it hits him, he disapears. An angel-looking woman falls down, retreiving her sword and aheathing it. She picks up the goddess and lays her in a fountain of nymphs, where they try to heal her fatal wounds.

Before the blade hits the man heweaves out of the way and slashes the owner across the back and wings with the sheath of his katana, still cutting her deeply despite the blade not being drawn.

"Too slow," he sneers, kickig the angel then vanishing further into Heaven. The cloaked figure from earlier appears.

"As much as I hate to say I told you so... Oh, it's the lady. You've the worst of luck do you not?" The cloaked figure looks at the goddess. "Since I can't intervene beyond an extent here, I'll make it to where your wounds can heal, but they aren't going to heal for awhile, even with stellar regenerative properties and blessed healing healing magics and water. Malice tends to do that." The two feel a great deal of pain, but it soon fades along with the cloaked figure.

"Next time listen, you fools."

"Sure. Because that would've saved us sooo much time and effort. Next time, I'm using you as a shield," the new arrival says. She turns to the goddess before flying off again.

"You seem to have a habit to prioritizing things oddly, lady. Like the gold or agreeing to a price when you knew you didn't have the funds or attacking Kado's boss and being self righteous about it."

"And you seem to be a dick. Leave me alone. If you're so powerful, why can't you have saved my wife?"

"What part of 'can't intervene beyond a certain extent' did you not hear? My intervention would've probably destroyed all of Heaven by accident, plus I have to send a proxy to speak for me. You really think I want to overload a Proxy with juice then have it explode and do more harm than good?"

"Yea, I guess you're right. Still a dick, Merc, but right..."

''"Whatever you say... I'd avoid him by the way. I've used up my intervention for the day, so if he attacks you, you're pretty much screwed if he lands even a glancing blow." ''The Mercenary's voice fades abruptly.

What Had Happened
Angel: *rushes down a  marble hallway that lead to a giant doble door embeded with gold and gemstone. He opens the door that leads to an magnifecent light and enters then kneels* My God, I have failed my purpose as a guardian. She has been turned into a victimto the forbidden sciences of The White Witch. God, what must we do to save your children and a fellow brother whoes holy powere is still be exploited to these mechanical beings? Will there be no end to it, Oh Lord?

God: There will be an end. For there is a plan that has already fomrulated by one who wishes to claim that he is greater than I. I will only grant him blessing and guidance to assure that The White Witch will be punished for ruining the sprituality of my children with such horrid methods and ruining my creations and for nearly wiping them off the face of my green earth. Believe me when I say, she has far surpassed the anger of the Lord God.

Angel: Yes, Your Holiness.

God: Be prepared. Great wars are being fought on all planes. I must put an end to the overexceeding wickedness that lie in the hearts of many men.

"The doctor was right in his memo, you are as he called stuffy and judgmental," says the person who entered Heaven on his own accord,  no emotion in his tone. "In any case, I didn't come here to start the next war or smite your legion, I came here to ask if in the past few days you felt a soul of unerring duality past through here. If not, I'll take my leave."

God: I know all nothing goes by me unnoticed and there is nothing I will not do to fix that. You can see me anyway you want, for you know nothing of the Lord.

"Then answer my question," he responds, "As much as I'd call you out for that almighty untruth, finding Seraph is a higher priority on my list."