Ohoho! Welcome to heaven, darlings!

He woke up from a nap, staring

"Oh. Salutations sir Raphael."

Went back to staring at a metal Sera gave him for completing the mission, smiling slightly, his wings fluttering a bit

"Apparently I can't even conduct buisness on my own huh!" Turns more into piles of salt with a angry glare

"Oh don't worry when this is over I won't talk to you ever again." "I was perfectly fine! If anyone needed to calm down it was the guy trying to flood the earth again!" "Why is it always me?!" "Did you guys even properly ask father why I was sent here before jumping to conclusions?!" "I was told to annihilate the angel killers."

"Why in the bloody hell do they always think I'will be crazy...just doing my damned job! I do not need them!" "Do not need anyone! I am a lone warrior! I do not need them judging me on how I fight!" "Dad gave me this mission and I am doing it!" "I am good! I am changed! However....they will never think I changed will they.."

He eventually just falls to his knees, not wanting to fight no more, but at least it was done, he stared at the ground at his reflection in a puddle of the evil humans blood, frowning, holding back tears, that really hurt him but he doesn't want to show it, covered in the blood of his slain enemies, not that he ever cared

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"Apparently I can't even conduct buisness on my own huh!" Turns more into piles of salt with a angry glare

"Oh don't worry when this is over I won't talk to you ever again." "I was perfectly fine! If anyone needed to calm down it was the guy trying to flood the earth again!" "Why is it always me?!" "Did you guys even properly ask father why I was sent here before jumping to conclusions?!" "I was told to annihilate the angel killers."

Is currently on earth doing his mission as given by God, he was now fighting the humans who killed the angels, the fight seemed to be going well so far, aside from slight injuries which were to be expected, he will need to heal with Raphaels stone soon, he thought all was fine when suddenly, he was knocked to the ground, and the humans held a holy blade they somehow obtained at him. He knew what he had to do, he tried to grab the green stone that Raphael gave him, he managed to crush it as a beacon for help, only to get knocked out by the humans, at least raphael gave him this stone, which seemed to be healing his injuries at least, he should have went with another soldier at least. Prideful like his brother indeed.

Raphael didn't take long to appear. As though a prayer had summoned him, he came down in a flash of lightning from the storm that welled inside of him. Lightning cracked in the air, and rain began to pour, indicating the more gentle brother's current lack of decorum. He raised his staff and began to fight, not out of pride but out of defense for Michael. "Heaven, hear my cry. As a servant of God, I request the assistance of my siblings and my kindred in arms." He called out in a prayer that would ring throughout heaven, summoning his brother's and the soldiers of heaven alike. His irritation was palpable whenever he looked at his collapsed brother. If the eldest son ever awoke during this battle, Raphael would not be the solace he usually was. Being a leader was NOT about pridefully doing things all on your own. It wasn't about being the best at something. It was knowing you needed others to accomplish something and guiding them to see it through alongside them. Although a storm raged around them at the humans, the eye was settled around Michael and Raphael and had a healing property. It was like the healer's soul made manifest. Raphael knew he would get hurt, but he had to keep the storm from fully escaping. As much as he was angry in the moment at the humans before him, the whole of humanity didn't deserve another flood.

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@thexhiddenxsecrets

The humans then proceeded to pick up the sword Michael summoned and placed it against Michael's wings, daring Raphael to come any closer, michael now growling, trying to kick them even harder, unable to do much with the cuff around his hand, his eyes glowing golden, trying his best to fight back, who knew 1 group of humans could be so strong and have so many illegal holy weapons? He was so pissed off he was saying various bad words in french

"Ye wicked children will rot in hell..." his voice no longer seemed his own, something more primal escaping in its place, his mouth and eyes flooding with light. "Archangel Michael, your pride will be your downfall, and you may suffer the same fate as your twin, yet..." there was venom in his voice as the storm raged, wind now causing very few to stay upright.

Hail began to clatter down around them, "Father, forgive me. My flesh may yet cling to the storm of your wrath, but my soul has lost its battle against it..." his voice went briefly to normality for those final words. Raphael was no longer in control, his body clung still to contain the storm, the entity it had become had taken over the arch angel's body.

"Hey Raph..c-calm down okay? Not all humans deserve to drown.."

Suddenly he had a cloth around his mouth, the humans then tied him up quickly in holy ropes, tossing him aside

He said: "FUCK" as best he could

Is currently on earth doing his mission as given by God, he was now fighting the humans who killed the angels, the fight seemed to be going well so far, aside from slight injuries which were to be expected, he will need to heal with Raphaels stone soon, he thought all was fine when suddenly, he was knocked to the ground, and the humans held a holy blade they somehow obtained at him. He knew what he had to do, he tried to grab the green stone that Raphael gave him, he managed to crush it as a beacon for help, only to get knocked out by the humans, at least raphael gave him this stone, which seemed to be healing his injuries at least, he should have went with another soldier at least. Prideful like his brother indeed.

Raphael didn't take long to appear. As though a prayer had summoned him, he came down in a flash of lightning from the storm that welled inside of him. Lightning cracked in the air, and rain began to pour, indicating the more gentle brother's current lack of decorum. He raised his staff and began to fight, not out of pride but out of defense for Michael. "Heaven, hear my cry. As a servant of God, I request the assistance of my siblings and my kindred in arms." He called out in a prayer that would ring throughout heaven, summoning his brother's and the soldiers of heaven alike. His irritation was palpable whenever he looked at his collapsed brother. If the eldest son ever awoke during this battle, Raphael would not be the solace he usually was. Being a leader was NOT about pridefully doing things all on your own. It wasn't about being the best at something. It was knowing you needed others to accomplish something and guiding them to see it through alongside them. Although a storm raged around them at the humans, the eye was settled around Michael and Raphael and had a healing property. It was like the healer's soul made manifest. Raphael knew he would get hurt, but he had to keep the storm from fully escaping. As much as he was angry in the moment at the humans before him, the whole of humanity didn't deserve another flood.

@wisxom-ligxt-truxh

@the-angelus-mortis

@thexhiddenxsecrets

The humans then proceeded to pick up the sword Michael summoned and placed it against Michael's wings, daring Raphael to come any closer, michael now growling, trying to kick them even harder, unable to do much with the cuff around his hand, his eyes glowing golden, trying his best to fight back, who knew 1 group of humans could be so strong and have so many illegal holy weapons? He was so pissed off he was saying various bad words in french

"Ye wicked children will rot in hell..." his voice no longer seemed his own, something more primal escaping in its place, his mouth and eyes flooding with light. "Archangel Michael, your pride will be your downfall, and you may suffer the same fate as your twin, yet..." there was venom in his voice as the storm raged, wind now causing very few to stay upright.

Hail began to clatter down around them, "Father, forgive me. My flesh may yet cling to the storm of your wrath, but my soul has lost its battle against it..." his voice went briefly to normality for those final words. Raphael was no longer in control, his body clung still to contain the storm, the entity it had become had taken over the arch angel's body.

Is currently on earth doing his mission as given by God, he was now fighting the humans who killed the angels, the fight seemed to be going well so far, aside from slight injuries which were to be expected, he will need to heal with Raphaels stone soon, he thought all was fine when suddenly, he was knocked to the ground, and the humans held a holy blade they somehow obtained at him. He knew what he had to do, he tried to grab the green stone that Raphael gave him, he managed to crush it as a beacon for help, only to get knocked out by the humans, at least raphael gave him this stone, which seemed to be healing his injuries at least, he should have went with another soldier at least. Prideful like his brother indeed.

Raphael didn't take long to appear. As though a prayer had summoned him, he came down in a flash of lightning from the storm that welled inside of him. Lightning cracked in the air, and rain began to pour, indicating the more gentle brother's current lack of decorum. He raised his staff and began to fight, not out of pride but out of defense for Michael. "Heaven, hear my cry. As a servant of God, I request the assistance of my siblings and my kindred in arms." He called out in a prayer that would ring throughout heaven, summoning his brother's and the soldiers of heaven alike. His irritation was palpable whenever he looked at his collapsed brother. If the eldest son ever awoke during this battle, Raphael would not be the solace he usually was. Being a leader was NOT about pridefully doing things all on your own. It wasn't about being the best at something. It was knowing you needed others to accomplish something and guiding them to see it through alongside them. Although a storm raged around them at the humans, the eye was settled around Michael and Raphael and had a healing property. It was like the healer's soul made manifest. Raphael knew he would get hurt, but he had to keep the storm from fully escaping. As much as he was angry in the moment at the humans before him, the whole of humanity didn't deserve another flood.

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@thexhiddenxsecrets

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"I shall remember, thank you. You know I am the strongest out of all of you when I put my 100% into things. Everything shall be fine. I have indeed literally fought demons each extermination every year. I have fought humans in wars on earth before too. During the middle ages. And I would say humans were even stronger back then..." "humans are most weak now a days. It is why I like Adam but not modern humans very much. Adam was strong back then. But modern humans do not pray to me and just play video games. Yes. Anyway. All will be fine dearest sir Raphael."

Pats his head