Adam _ First Man

We'll See About That Bitch...

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pride month THIS

Pride month THAT

Happy F*cking pride month

Pride pride pride pridepridepridepride F*CKING PRIDE

why does he get a f*cking month after all the sh*t he did to ME

Where's my month huh?!

I deserve a month more than that A*SHOLE!!

You all came from these holy Balls why does the traitor to HEAVEN get a f*cking celebration?!?

If it weren't for ME?!? You all wouldn't EXIST

You ....UNGRATEFUL LITTLE SH*TS!! 🖕

YOU JUST WAIT TILL EXTERMINATION YOU JUST F*CKING WAIT

Not ONE Of You Bitches Say It To Me This Year

You Hear Me?

Its MY Month Now.

-𓆩⩜𓆪

The fact you hide behind a MASK....to ask such a thing...tells me all I need to know about...you. but I'll.. humor you.

Adam is my Commander. My Leader. My Friend. My Brother. If death claims him....them I will...fight And destroy whatever took him from..us...unless Lute does it..first.

I will mourn. Just...because you don't know us well..doesn't mean you..know how we interact.

OOC: WARNING This post will have that will a 35 second video that contains all of the following.

Flashing, Glitched screen filters, Moving/flashing text, Starts with ear ringing effect for 5 seconds,..Slow to Racing Heart Beat Audio Lute Hyperventilating & Crying Audio..

Proceed at your own risk.

[ALL THIS IS MY BLOGS OWN LORE/HEADCANNONS.NOTHING IS CANNON.]

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Am I In Love...With Adam?

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He is a respected friend.

I respect our "̵̫͌Friendship"̵̫͌too much to allow Μ¥Ş€Ł₣ ŦØ β€ such a conflict to ever occur and ruin it.

He is also my general. My Boss.

An Archangel.

Not to mention, It would be an unprofessional and unbalanced relationship.

I was created to run his army, Protect Heaven-

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I was supposed too......Too....

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Ahem..

The fact that Adam see's me his closest friend, is an honor of mine.

The Feelings...."Love" I would have towards him is what one would have for a close friend they value & respect. I am sure Adam feels the same.

I would never assume anything more than that.

Why are you all so instrested in my love life??

I don't have one, Im too busy with my work.

I am not entertaining this foolish ask.

I never would be the Filth of that nature.

"Adam." She inclined her head in greeting. "You were running late, so I decided to take it upon myself to retrieve you."

She looked about him to see what exactly was taking up his time. What he decided was more important than his duty to Heaven.

@for-the-good-of-heaven

Adam Hummed A Small Tune As He Sipped His Soda Walking The Streets Of Heaven Enjoying The Calm Early Morning Before The Storm That Awaited Him Later...

He Always Preferred Mornings Like This...Glancing Over His Shoulder He Checked To Make Sure Lute Wasn't Following Him Like Usual...Her Home Laid Quiet In The Early Morning...That Was Good...

She Had A Day Off To Enjoy Today...No Shame In Sleeping In Although He Knows He'll Hear About It Later When Lute Yells At Him For Not Waking Her Up At Her Usual 5 Am Schedule...Sue Him For All He Cared She Deserved To Rest.

Seeing That Her Home Was Still And Lute Wasnt In His Sights...He Looked Ahead As He Continued His Walk Continuing To Hum The Small Tune He Planned To Build Up For His Next Song...

Slowly Bit By Bit He Would Add To The Tune Humming Each Tone To Test It's Compatibility As He Walked...No...Too Low...That Was Too Sharp... He'd Try Again One By One In Each Octive Testing Each Time Humming Over The Entire Tune To See If He Was Missing Something...Still He Was Dissatisfied...To Be Fair Even The Entire Tune Didn't Sound Right... He'd Start Over.

In The Midst Of The First Few Notes A Blinding Light Startled Him Causing Him To Stumble Back Feeling His Beloved Grape Soda Slip From His Grip Hearing It Hit The Ground...And Splash Against His Robe.

Grape Is A Bitch To Wash Out....His Eye Twitched...

Some Fuckin Angel Decided To Get In HIS Way...Make Him Lose HIS Drink...

To Think Some Fucking Virtue Or Whatever The Fuck Had The Magic To Blind His Ass Angered Him...He Felt It In His Skin As His Blood began To Boil

Clenching His Fist He Chose To Rapidly Blink To Try And Gain Back His Sight...

Oh When Adam Can Properly See This Little Fucker He's Gonna-.....

......Do Nothing ...He's Gonna Do Absolutely Nothing Adam Felt His Once Boiling Blood Run Ice Cold At The Sight Before Him...On Instinct He Tightened His Wings To His Sides As He Stood Frozen Looking Up At The High Seraphim Herself

The Insults He Had Ready For The Sorry Son Of A Bitch That Got In His Way Had Completely Died In His Throat...

A Buzzing Feeling Shot Through His Limbs As He Felt Heavy...Like He'd Sink Beneath The Clouds At Any Given Moment....Watching Sera With Wide Eyes Completely Caught Off Guard As He Gulped Harshly...

Every Second After Seeing Her Before Him With The Same Cold Scolding Expression She Always Gave ....Felt Like It Took Far Too Long To Pass As He Listened To What She Said

Grimacing In The Meaning Behind Her Words Knowing....Just Knowing...

He Was In Deep Shit.....

She Was Early...Saying HE Was Late....She Was Far Earlier Than Ever Before And That's What Scared Him Most....The Plans Have Changed...

He Felt His Body Begin To Shake Underneath His Robes...And He Wouldn't Fight It....He Couldn't...He Was Stuck...And She Was Watching Him.

He Couldn't Prepare...He No Longer Had Time....

Adam Stayed Silent Not Daring To Utter A Word As He Stood Shaking Ever So Slightly.

"I realize that we may have scheduled a bit early, as we usually give one month between. However, last time was done late, and we need to resume schedule. Especially with the reparations that have been taking place."

The laser had done damage that still wasn't fully repaired, punching a hole through the entirety of heaven.

"If you would walk with me, please," she gestured for him to follow as she began walking towards her building. She didn't look behind herself to check if he would follow, knowing he would.

Adam Listened Watching With Wide Eyes As She Addressed Him Following Her Eyes With His As He Looked Down To See The Grape Stain Already Turning The Fabric Of His Robe A Light Purple Feeling A Wave Of Unfiltered Shame Wash over Him...

He Felt Even Heavier Being Silently Criticized By A Figure He Once Considered A Mother figure... Although He Didn't See Sera As Such Anymore...The Feeling Of Shame Was Still Present Causing Him To Want To Curl Into Himself As He Frowned In Frustration.

Listening To Her Speak Adam Decided Not To Make The Effort To Look Back Up Instead Staring A Singular Spot On The Ground That Seemed Far More Comforting Than The Woman In front Of Him

Nodding To Make Sure She Knew He Was Listening Not Daring To Piss Off The Seraphim...Not When The Next Few Hours Were In Her Control

Adam Knew The Damage Caused By That TV Demon Would Cause Him Shit He'd Have To Deal With Later...But He Didn't Take Into Count How Soon That Would Be.......He Could Already Feel His Back Start To Ache At The Thoughts Spiraling In His Head.

He Felt His Wings Tighten Enough He Could Feel The Bones Creak As His Anxiety Set In When He Began To Match Her Pace ...Slowly He Looked Up To The Building Towering Over Them Both In The Distance...

He Could Do Nothing But Follow Staring Up Into The Specific Window He Always Looks Out Of Practically Seeing His Future Self Watching Him Slow His Pace To Delay Whatever Time He Could....

He Didn't Want To Be In There ..He Didn't Want To Be In His Place...But He Knew He Would...He Always Knew......And It Always Scared Him Further...

He Could Vaguely Make Out His Tired Face Staring Back At Him...A Face Of Pain.. Exhaustion And Hopelessness...

It Was No Use...

Even His Future Self Knew...He Knew...And Of Course.......... Sera Knew...

He Was Delusional.... Delusional For Ever Thinking He'd Be Anywhere Than There...

In That Fucking Room...Staring Out The Damned Window Time And Time Again Without Fail Since His Death On Earth.

With A Heavy Sigh He Sped Up Following Sera As He Grit His Teeth

Quickly Throwing On One Of His Usual Expressions Thanks To His Beloved Mask

Winking Towards A Female Winner Who Stopped Mid Flight To Stare In Slight Concern Over His Demeanor ....Right.. In... front...Of...Sera.....

....No Sense In Making A Scene...

Sera Wouldn't Appreciate A Set Back...And He Didn't Plan On Giving This Bitch A Reason To Be Any Less Merciful Than She Already Had Planned For Him.

Good. She didn't have to remind him.

They arrived at the building, smaller cherubs opening the doors before them. Sera entered first. The halls opened before them, the golden light of heaven illuminating various angels going about their days. Sera walked past, her gaze sweeping across the familiar scene.

Everyone contributing their part, just as they were.

Sera entered the elevator, waiting for Adam to step inside before it began to lift them up. She closed her eyes, looking ahead, to the corridors around the sterile room they used for these appointments. There were a few assistants in the corridors, and the room in question was being freshly cleaned and prepared for them. Everything was in order.

She opened her eyes, finally directing her gaze towards Adam. "I'm afraid to inform you that this may be more intensive than what you've been used to in the past. Would you like restraints?"

The Strong Smell Of Sterilized Equipment Burning His Lungs...On Instinct He Tried To Lessen His Intake Taking Shorter Inhales To Try To Keep That Crisp Chemical Scent Out...But Still...It Floods His Brain Nonetheless...Making Him Slightly Woozy Feeling The Room Start to Spin....

And He Hated That...He Hated When He Wasn't Alert...Wasn't In Control...

And Worst Of All He Hated Knowing What That Smell Meant...How His Panic Was Starting To Rise On Routine Forcing Himself To Breathe Harder Rather Than Lighter As He Wanted...Causing Him To Swallow The Acrid Bile That Was Threatening To Spill From His Throat.

The Sour Taste Already Coating His Tounge Making Him Want To Recoil Knowing That Opening His Mouth Was A Risk..Even If He Wanted To Beg For Mercy...He Forced Himself To Stay Quiet Glaring Into The Room.

He Didn't Want This.... He Wanted To Run And Hide...

But What Good Would It Do... He'd Be Found...Or Caught Mid Escape And Brought Right Back To The Seraphim's Feet In Mere Minutes...Only Angering Her Further...

He Couldn't Risk Angering Her... He Knew Her Question Was Rhetorical...As If He Had An Actual Choice In This Matter...He Knew He Didn't...Causing Him To Scoff Silently At Her Question Of False Concern.

If He HAD A Choice He Wouldn't Be Here Period.

The Restraints Were Mandatory...Sera Hated When He Struggled...It Made Shit Worse...It Always Did.

...Even If He Said No ...The Moment His Body Jerked From Her Actions He'd Be Restrained Regardless...

So There Wasn't A Point To Ask Or Answer...

To Be Honest It Felt Like She Was Mocking Him...And That Thought Made Him Bristle In Annoyance...At That He Grumbled Rather Than Spoke Rolling His Eyes As He Approached The Straps.

Slowly He Turned His Body To The Window Exposing His Back To Sera As His Wings Dropped Behind Him Spraulling Out Across Her Work Area On Each Side Of Him.

...Staring Out Into Heaven As He Felt His Mind Start To Slow To A Screeching Halt The Moment The Cold Sensation Of The Barley Used Medical Beds Held Both Of His Wings Away From His Body...It Made Him Feel Exposed ... Unprotected...And Cold....

He Growled Lowly Side Glancing To One Of The Assistants Who Had Gently But Securely Strapped Him Down Enough That He Knew Movement Would Be Difficult...

He Knew What Was Coming Once Each Strap Was Tightened In Place Hearing The Doors Slam Shut... soon After.

It Was Time...It Had To Be Done...He Knew That...But He Also Grew To Understand Over The Times He's Been Through This In The Past That There Was No Sense In Being Present For It And That Thought Alone Brought A Slight Comfort To Him Willing His Body To Relax Ever So Slightly....

Feeling His Mind Go Completely Blank As The Procedure Began.

She did not.

Sera ran her hands around the doorframe, ensuring the seal was in place, magically containing the room so nobody would see or hear anything happening within. She took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of lavender that filled the entire room; she'd chosen it a long time ago for its calming effects, though it never seemed to work for her. She didn't know if it helped Adam at all. She didn't bother to ask.

Sera locked the door, closing the two of them in. She turned and walked to Adam, standing behind him. Her gaze focused on his wings, restrained in preparation for her. She ran her hand through the feathers, feeling them, identifying the largest ones and which would be too small to be worth plucking. She felt as though she was watching the world through a pane of glass that was only getting thicker each time they had to do this.

"This is going to hurt," she warned, her voice perfectly even, and completely dead.

Sera took a firm grip of a collection of feathers and tore. They came off easily, and golden blood began to drip to the floor. She turned away from him, ignoring the sounds of pain as she dropped the feathers into the shallow bowl of the scale. The instrument barely acknowledged the contribution. She needed that number higher.

Sera's eyes returned to his wings, identifying the larger feathers inside the wing. She gripped them tightly, and tore. Deposited them in the bowl.

It became automatic, Sera watching as her hands found the feathers they needed, tearing them from his wings in sharp, quick movements. It was slowly counting towards the needed amount, but not enough.

Not enough to repair the damage Vox had done.

She took from the less visible feathers between.

Not enough to bring back the lives of those they'd lost.

She plucked the large, healthy ones he could spare, so long as she didn't take many.

Not enough to fix the exterminations.

She ripped from his wings, and deposited the bloodied feathers into the waiting scale. She tore from Adam's back, taking feathers from the sensitive places she would normally have left untouched.

It wasn't enough yet. Nothing could make up for the thousands of deaths all resulting from the depraved ideas of the man who couldn't be removed from heaven even if she wanted to, for he was foundational to it.

Vital, despite everything.

She ripped from his wings, depositing the feathers, bloody and raw, in the shallow bowl, and realized she'd taken more than enough. She could work on replenishing the reserves, then. They were nearly empty at present.

Sera took a cloth, wet with the usual disinfectant, and wiped down his wings, smoothing the damage between his feathers. The bleeding lasted a bit longer than usual, but it stopped.

She was done.

Sera gave Adam a moment to collect himself. She did the same, focusing on the room around her. She felt herself slowly return to the space, though still going before distant from it. She undid the clasps keeping Adam restrained.

He Remembered This Place Well...Being His Favorite Spot...His Women Always Enjoyed Basking In The Direct Sunlight Even On The Hottest Of Days But He Found If He Did The Same It Burned Him... The Thought Of His Past Wives Caused Him to Scowl Looking Deeper Into The Darker Part Of The Garden As He Walked Forward... Noticing The Greenery Had Begun To Change...The Soft Ground Beneath Him Began To Sharpen And Dig Uncomfortably In His Bare Feet.

The Air Grew Hotter As The Sun No Longer Gentle Bore Down On The Land Wilting Every Plant In The Open He Could Practically See The Wavy Lines Of Heat Infront Of Him As He Walked....His Robe Was Getting Too Hot...He Himself Was Nothing But Uncomfortable...But He Stayed As He Was Only Walking Ahead As If He Was Looking For Something...But What...He Couldn't Understand.

Everything Around Him Began To Grow Familiar Once More As He Recognized The Path In front Of Him...Worn Flat By Constant Use.

A High Pitch Group Of Joyous Laughter Echoed Around Him Causing Him To Look Around Quickly Spotting A Floof Of Soft Bouncy Hair Practically Glowing In The Sunlight With A Golden Hue That Rivaled Even The Brightest Of Stars Rush Past Him Followed By A Slightly Older Brunette To Follow Chasing After Some ButterFlies That Fluttered In The Distance...

His Two First Born Sons...

Immediately He Broke Into A Run Joining In On The Game As He Too Chased The Butterflies Alongside His Boys Feeling A Rush Of Adrenaline Spike Through His Body As He Scooped Up Both Boys Raising Them Higher Into The Air Smiling To Himself

Watching Them Scramble To The Edges Of His Grip To Reach...Not Quite Far Enough...With A Hearty Chuckle He Spread His Wings And Jumped Into The Air Holding Both Kids Tight.

Both Boys Shouted In Unison Each Reaching To Catch Their Goal Before Laughing In Triumph As They Both Had Caught Their Own Golden Butterfly Watching It Calmly Flutter In Their Tiny Hands Adam Watched While They Willingly Stayed...It Was Peaceful...Just Him And His Boys.

It Didn't Last Long However Once His Youngest Handed Him The Delicate Insect...Watching The Wings Glow Golden Before It Flew Off Into The Sky

It Was As If The Butterfly Wasn't Supposed To Touch The Older Man At All.....It Seemed To Recoil And Fly Away As Fast As It Could The Moment It Was Handed To Him...Like It Was Never Meant To

At that Moment The Brunette Let Out A Cry Of Fear As His Golden Butterfly Had Turned Blood Red it's wings wilted as its legs grew sharp causing the kid's hands to jolt dropping the insect...it didn't fly...it merely hit the ground with a hiss.

After Adam kissed his child's cut Hand they looked up again as the brunette sniffed watching above at the butterfly that fled ....Leaving All Three Males Mesmerized By It's Flawless Nature...Glowing Against The Sun As If It Was Crafted From The Solar Light Itself...So Pure.....

While Watching Such A Bright Display Adam Barely Registered As The World Around Him Darkened the moment the insect that harmed his oldest son had hit the ground digging its legs into the earth...sending rot coursing through the earth and killing off every living plant it touched..

Only Lit By The Singular Butterfly Fluttering Just Far Enough Out Of His Reach...The Insect Itself Seemed To Dim Moments Later...As If The Touch Of Man Corrupted It...Leaving It To Flee Farther

.........Tainted...

...The Air Grew Cold At An Instant...He Felt Both His Sons Shiver Huddling Up Closer To Him As He Began To Notice The Darkness Surrounding Them...

...Each Of Their Tiny Bodies Felt Like Ice... Instinctively Adam Wrapped His Arms Tighter Around The Two...It Was No Use However...Even He Was Cold...But Still He Kept Them Close...

Where... Were They Now...How Had It Gotten So Dark...Why Was The Warmth Of The Sun Gone?...

The Darkness Swirling Around Adam Thickened As His Thoughts Grew More Panicked...Each Breath Breathing In The Dark Air Laying Heavy In His Lungs Preventing Him From Taking A Deep Calming One In Its Place.

With Every Quickened Breath He Took He Was Exhaling Less...The Deep Sickly Sweet Aroma Of Lavender Filled His Senses Making The Man Gasp For Fresh Air Choking On The Scent Like It Was Practically Poison...

He Didnt Remember Why But The Smell Alone Sent A Wave Of Pure Fear To Rush Through Him... Instantly His Eyes Darted To Every Direction Every Shadowy Shape He Saw As If They Were Being Hunted...

Gripping Onto His Boys Tighter Once His Heart Began To Race Slamming Against His Chest.

Glowing Blue Eyes Began To Open Around Him In The Dark...By The Multiple...Bright Enough To Blind The Man...But Not Bright Enough To Fully Break The Darkness Surrounding The Three Males... Strangely His Children Were Quiet...Watching Ahead In The Dark....His Boys Shrinking Into His Chest The Moment He Raised His Wings To Cover The Boys However A Loud Snarl Ripped Through The Quiet

Followed By The Rushed Steps Of Something Growing Closer By The Sound Alone Adam Couldn't Pinpoint Exactly What It Was...A Bear?...No The Growl Was Too High Pitched...A Wild Cat?..No It Was Too Heavy On Its Paws...

As He Focused More And More On The Sounds Making Every Attempt To Figure Out What The Creature Was Or Where It Was Located ...It Lead Him To Realize It Wasn't Just One...It Was Multiple.

Growls Erupted In All Directions Seeming To Speed Up As Adam Tucked His Kids Under His Wings Keeping His Sons As Close To Him As Possible. Tucking Them Under His Feathers Completely Shielding Them From The Outside World And From Whatever Was Hunting Them At The Moment...

Praying It Was Enough To Keep Them Safe He Watched Ahead...A Scowl Formed On The Man's Face As One Of The Beasts Stepped Up To Examine Him...Quickly As It Approached Close Enough Adam Reared His Hand Back Sending The Beast Flying Into The Air But To His Dismay The Place Where One Stood...Now Stood Two...Then Three...Followed By More And More

..Had Begun To Step Up Beside The Other Surrounding Them Completely...

Adam Blinked swallowing harshly at the scene before him...soon the one he backhanded had stepped back into the line of beasts giving one sharp snap of its jaws in the air was all it took for everything to come crashing down all at once as the beasts pounced in Unison.

The Beasts Snarled Pawing At His Wings Some Sniffing Into His Feathers Others Watching As They Circled Purplelish Blue Eyes Narrowed Into Predatory Slits...With Such A Silent Gesture The Investigating Creatures Nipped At Him Using Their Teeth To Snap Into His Wings Biting And Ripping Out His Outer Plumage...The Pain From His Back Shot Straight Through Him Like Electricity Causing Him To Flinch And Try To Slam Hims Weight Into The Animals Continuing To Hold Onto His Boys With No Avail....They Kept Going...

Golden Blood Dripped From Their Maws And Onto The Ground Below At Their Paws...Sending It To Seep Into The Tainted Ground As He Left Out A Silent Scream He Arched His Back Using His Strength To Try And Lift His Wings To Pull Them Out Of The Beast's Jaws...But To No Avail He Couldn't...

Frowning At His Situation He Stared At The Boys Who Watched Him With Wide Fearful Eyes...If He Dared Lift His Wings Far Enough His Son's Would Be Exposed...To That He Grit His Teeth And Layed Them Heavy Once More Hissing As The Beasts Paid Him No Mind Ripping Feather After Feather Off Him Making Him Feel Lighter The More They Plucked...His Spine Ached As He Had To Physically Restrain His Body's Reaction To Try And Jolt Away Determined To Keep His Kin Hidden.......

The Boys Reached Up Try Try And Move His Bloody Wings Off Them Knowing What He Was Trying To Do But Adam Stayed Firm.

He Tried To Tell Them No But No Sound Exited The Man Leaving His Words To Die In His Throat The Moment He Attempted To Speak Causing Him To Try Harder And Harder As The Boys Failed To Listen

Opening His Mouth He Tried To Speak A Final Time Trying To Force His Voice He Chose To Fight Harder Shouting Into The Air In Growing Desperation Shouting In The Only Language He Knew They Both Understood That The Monsters Couldnt...

His Gravely Unused Voice Finally Let Free Rang Into The Air High Above The Snarling Of The Beasts

ILL ENDURE THIS FOR YOUR SAKES!

FOR YOUR SAKES ILL ENDURE EVERYTHING SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO!

.....After His Words... Everything Stopped...All Was Quiet As He Jolted Out Of The Darkness At A Final Harsh Tug Sending Him Crashing Back Into The Blinding Room That Held Him Prisoner Hearing Sera's Voice Behind Him He Blinked Frozen In Place Staring Out The Window As Reality Took Over His Senses....

He Felt Lighter...His Wings Off Balance As He Desperately Ached To Stretch And Doctor What Was Left Of His Mangled Feathers He Paused Looking To The Floor Deciding To Stay Put Until Sera Left...Not Daring To Look At The Woman

It didn't go away.

She rinsed her hands again and again, trying to get the golden ichor off, but it remained. She furiously scrubbed at her wrists, her palms, between her fingers, everywhere, the sickening gore refusing to wash away.

She inhaled sharply, drawing her hands back. Brought into the light, she could see they'd turned red with the effort. Turning them over, she couldn't see the blood, but it was still there. She could feel it coating her hands.

The blood of Adam, the blood of the sinners, the blood of her own people, she could never wash it away.

How long until someone saw?

She turned off the faucet with shaking hands, looking up at herself in the mirror, searching the empty eyes that met her gaze. She didn't know what she would do when the time came. There was only this day and the next, the futility in attempting to do something better than what she did the day before when actions like these were necessary.

For the good of heaven.

She closed her eyes, reading in a deep breath. She released it. Looking up, she was calm and still once more.

Her gaze moved to the immobile shape that hadn't yet moved from behind her. Adam, still standing in the same place across the room. He hadn't moved. As if he hadn't heard her. As if he didn't listen.

"I told you to take care of yourself, Adam."

She turned around to face him properly.

"Do you wish for me to do so instead?"

He Turned His Head Enough To Look At The Pills Before He Chose To Dismiss It...Turning Away He Stood Looking Up To Sera...A Tired Expression Met Her Gaze As He Watched Her. Frowning As The Shock From His Wings Finally Washed Away From His Nerves.

Each One Reawakening At An Instant The Feeling Of It Igniting Against His Spine Making His Back Ache The Areas That Burned The Worst However Were The Spots His Precious Feathers Had Been Missing...

Slowly His Eyes Traced His More Mangled Wing Out Of The Two...A Broken Look Of Sorrow Passed Through His Expression As He Ran His Fingers Over A Patch Of Dried Blood Where A Mass Of Feathers Had Been Ripped Almost Carelessly During Sera's Mental Spiral....He Paused As It Burned Under The Light Pressure Even His Fingers Caused.

His Mind Began To Wander Again As He Gently Plucked One Of The Broken Feathers Left Behind Peeling Off The Caked Blood Coating It As If This Sorry Attempt To Clean This One Feather Alone Would Fix His Shattered State... Wishful Thinking.

...She Never Took This Much So Soon..He Barely Had Time To Heal Most Of The Damage From The First Of The Month...Usually He Had Time Between These Torturous Sessions...But It Seemed Sera Hadn't Cared About What This Would Do To Him...

To Think...This Was All The Use Heaven Saw In Him Now...After Everything He Gave In Life To His Faith...

Only To Be Hated By The Woman He Once Viewed As A Mother Figure Back In The Early Years Of His Creation...Broke Him Time And Time Again...

He Didn't Understand...Why Did She Hate Him...

Adam Frowned Deeper As Tears Began To Trickle Down One Of His Eyes.

He Had Done Nothing But Follow Her Since The Moment Of His Creation...Doing Everything Tasked To Him Without Hesitation...

He Listened...He Loved His First Wife As Instructed...Kept The Rules.. Followed Heaven's Guidance.

He Broke When She had Betrayed Him...But Moved On When Given The Second Because He Had To...

Again He Followed...Every Step Set Before The Man He Followed...Only To Have That Wife Betray Him.

He Refused The Fruit...Like He Was Told...Only To Have It Shoved Past His Teeth...

He Took The Blame And Faced His Angels...Only To Be Banished From His Home In Turn...

He Started Humanity...Only To Be Blamed For It's Corruption...

Even At His Hardest Moments Losing His Second Son...He Kept His Faith...

Now In Heaven After His Death...After He Truly Had Lost Everything...He's Seen As Some Sort Of Fuel Source For Sera And Nothing More...

Adam's Tears Halted As Soon As They Began Only Affording To Shed A Few Tears Adam Blinked Away The Hazy Acidic Liquid Stinging His Eyes Before He Made An Attempt To Walk Out Wanting Nothing More Than To Curl Up And Fade Into Unconsciousness In The Safety Of His Home...

His Dull Hazy Expression Hardened In Spite And Determination To Escape With A Clear Goal Set In Mind.

Away From Sera...Away From The Lavender Scent That Seemed To Set Heavy Over His Bones...Keeping His Movements Slow And Sluggish...

Due To Sera's Incapability Of Keeping His Feathers Even..He Was Extremely Off Balance Causing The Man To Stumble To The Door Rather Than Walk Making Adam To Grumble When He Was Forced To Use The Wall For Support To Keep Himself Upright In Such A Previously Easy Walk As He Dragged His Limp Wings Behind Him The Same Way A Child Would Drag A Favored Oversized Blanket.

Even At A Time Like This The Man Clung To What Little Dignity He Had Left Infront Of The Higher Ranking Angel...

The Longer He Stayed The Weaker He Was Becoming As His Magic Seeped From His Wounds Attempting To Heal His Injuries Causing Him To Feel Even Heavier As He Felt Gravity Begin To Take It's Toll On His form Dragging Him Closer And Closer To The Floor Making Each Step More Difficult Than The Last.

He Wouldn't Let Her See the Damage She Caused...She Had Done Enough For One Day..

Breaking Him Apart Making Him Weak...

He Wouldn't Give Her Anymore Sadistic Satisfaction At His Misery If He Could Help It.

"That door won't open for you, Adam." Her voice had steel now, crossing the room before he could leave.

He looked awful. Worse than any previous time. It was like the very life had been taken from him, and instead of taking the most basic steps of care, he was moving to leave.

"Do you think I enjoy this?" She asked. "Do you think I want to do this to you?"

She could see it on his face. He thought she did. He thought she wanted to see him like this.

"If the people of heaven didn't rely on us for this, I would never drag you here. I would never do this to you. I despise the fact that I - "

She stared at her own hands, at the phantom sensation of his blood on her palms, between her fingers. Then get open palm turned to a fist as she stepped between him and the door, looking at him with cold fury in her eyes.

"You aren't leaving until you take care of yourself or you let me do so for you," she stated. "Which one will it be?"

Nobody could see him like this. She couldn't leave him in this state. He needed to be okay. Presentable. Functional. She couldn't tell how bad it truly was, only that he could hardly move and every movement was being used to defy her.

She couldn't tell what was truly in his eyes. Fear, hatred, or something worse.

But He Didn't Listen...To Tell The Truth He Couldn't Hear Anything Properly Right Now Not That He'd Want To If He Could...The Only Sounds He Could Register Was His Rapid Heartbeat Followed By A Loud Ringing In His Ears......There Was No Way He Could Hear Anything.

...But He Didn't Voice That..Instead He Stared Unblinking At The Door As He Tried The Door Weakly Jiggling The Handle....

It Didn't Open.

All He Cared About Right Now Was To Escape...But For Some Reason...The Door Wouldn't Budge No Matter How Much Of What Little Strength He Had Left Was Put Into His Grip The Damn Thing Stayed Sealed Off

Adam Attempted The Handle Again...It Didn't Move

...But He Didn't Register It..Nor Did He Register Sera Telling Him It Wouldn't Open For Him...Not That He'd Care If He Was Coherent Again... He'd Keep Trying Just To Spite The Woman If He Could.... Instead He Just Kept Continuing To Try The Handle Mindlessly As He Stared Straight Ahead In The Door With A Heavy Frown On His Face.

....He Didn't Even Know What Was Happening Anymore...He Didn't Understand Why It Wouldn't Let Him Leave...

Finally After One More Attempt His Arm Grew Tired And Fell Heavy At His Side Watching Sera Move To Stand Between Him And The Door.

..His Frown Deepened At The Sight Of The Woman Now In Front Of Him Blocking His Only Escape.

He Watched Silently As She Spoke Hearing Absolutely Nothing Of Her Question...She Seemed Upset...But For The Life Of Him He Couldn't Think Of Why...Before He Could Muster The Thought Of Any Possibility She Was Speaking Again...

Her Eyes Narrowed...Her Expression Grew Harder Causing Adam To Stiffen Up On Instinct...Every Bit Of His Body Reacted To Her Growing Frustration And Panic But He is Mind Couldn't Piece It Together Leaving The Man To Stare Blankly Up At Sera...

If He Was Any More Cognitive He Would Have Wondered What He Looked Like In Such A State...To Be So Frightened And Yet......And Yet...He Wouldn't Be Able To Name The Feeling He Was Currently Experiencing...It Was All So Foreign...Never Before Had His Mind Been In Such A Delirious State That He Couldn't React Properly To A Threat...

Her Eyes Sharpened Again When She Spoke But Still He Stayed Staring Into Her Icy Blue Gaze With A Hazed Almost Absent Look Gracing His Features..He Watches While Her Eyes Took In His Ragged Appearance Completely Unaware Of The Damage Done To Its Full Extent...His Entire Body Was Numb...His Head Was Foggy And The Ringing In His Ears Had Grown Louder...

He Blinked Slowly Watching The Seraphim Take A Step Towards Him Again Watching His Vision Blur Her Image As Water Began To Spill From His Eyes Flooding His Vision As The Room Began To Swim Around Him.

Attempting To Take A Step Back He Looked To The Bottom Of His Robe At Where His Feet Would Be Underneath In Confusion....He Was Unable To Get His Feet To Cooperate...No Matter How Much He Wanted To Move He Didnt....Looking Back Up To Sera He Froze Feeling A Weird Tightness Hit His Chest Seeing How Close She Had Gotten...In Turn However Because Of His Body Failing To Move...He Only Leaned Backwards Enough To Cause Sera To Halt Her Approach.

Darkness Was Starting To Creep Into The Corners Of His Sight Causing His Heart To Speed Up...For Some Reason Even In His Delirium He Knew This Was Bad ...He Just Couldn't Figure Out Why...The Frown On His Face Deepened

His Once Blank Stare Now Filled With Fear...His Pupils Shook Watching The Seraphim In front Of Him As He Stood Frozen Only Twitching In Response As A Hot Liquid Bubbled Up His Throat Causing His Hoarse Voice To Gurgle Faintly Filling The Quiet Room With The Strained Sound As It Spilled Past His Parted Chapped Lips

Trailing Down His Chin The Scent Of Blood Filled His Mask As It Slowly Seeped Out Of The Opening Of His Mask And Down His Neck...Staining His White Robe A Brilliant Glowing Gold.

Before He Could Utter A Singular Word His Brain Had Finally Caught Up Sending His Mind Careening Into Everything He Had Just Gone Through And It's Aftermath..Every Nerve In His Body Burned As Every Pained Sense Of Feeling Rushing At Him At Once Even Air Alone From A Simple Breeze Would Make His Skin Ache...

In A Snap He Unclipped His Mask With Rushed Movements Feeling More And More Of The Hot Metallic Tasting Liquid Begin To Rise Up His Throat Causing Him To Double Over As He Dropped His Helmet With A Loud Thud

Facing The Floor Adam Gurgled And Attempted To Speak Drowning Out His Words As More Blood Spilled From His Mouth And Splattered Onto The Once Sanitized Flooring Below...His Eyes Widened At The Sight Of His Blood And Bile Swirled Together At The Edges Of His Robe In A Sickly Golden Green Mixture.

What....What Was Happening To Him?...This Hadn't Happened Before..None Of This Had..Why Wasn't Sera Helping Him...Why Did Everything Hurt So Much...Why Was The Room Spinning...Why Was He Bleeding So Much...Why Was His Heart Racing...Why Was He Here Still... His Feathers Were Gone..What More Did She Want From Him...?..

Why Did She Take So Much....

.....Why Couldn't His Mind Calm DOWN.

Turning His Head Ever So Slightly To Look At Sera His Vision Went Completely Black As He Fell Forward Hitting The Ground At Sera's Feet Completely Unconscious As His Head Hit Tile.

Okay so- I'm not crazy right?

I was talking to this lady earlier today and she said I peeled bananas wrong. She said you're supposed to use the bottom side of the banana to peel them. "Like how the monkeys do it", she told me.

And well, I of course said that's like...way harder to do. But she said that biting the peel open makes way less sense.

I pinch the bottom numb and it opens every time-

It's quick and saves me from hurting my fingers trying to get the peels to pop open!!

I've tried both ends and it just made a mess and damaged the banana. I don't know how you do that wizardy with bananas at all.

SEE??? EASY!!

One, wizardy. Especially you Abel. That is bananas, pun intended.

Stop Bein A Fuckin Pussy

Just Eat The Whole Thing Like I Do

No Mess No Struggle...Two Bites Max.

.....Fuckin Amateurs

-𓆩⩜𓆪

Dad... It's a banana.

Not a dick.

Who The Fuck Said It Was A Dic-...

Or For Fucks Sakes...Abel

If You Are Swallowing Cock In Two Bites I Can Understand Why You Are Still Fuckin Single.

No Man Wants His Fuckin JUNK Bit Not A Straight Man Nor A Gay One. Unless He's Fucking Crazy.

Especially In TWO BITES

Teeth Are A Major No No Especially Yours

You Are So Fuckin Jagged With Those Two Chipped Front Teeth I'm Sure You've Given That Poor Fucker A Good Ass Scar.

The Fuck You Been Doing Kid?!

Huh???

Sheep shins.

Uh-

That was meant to be an internal thought.

Okay so- I'm not crazy right?

I was talking to this lady earlier today and she said I peeled bananas wrong. She said you're supposed to use the bottom side of the banana to peel them. "Like how the monkeys do it", she told me.

And well, I of course said that's like...way harder to do. But she said that biting the peel open makes way less sense.

I pinch the bottom numb and it opens every time-

It's quick and saves me from hurting my fingers trying to get the peels to pop open!!

I've tried both ends and it just made a mess and damaged the banana. I don't know how you do that wizardy with bananas at all.

SEE??? EASY!!

One, wizardy. Especially you Abel. That is bananas, pun intended.

Stop Bein A Fuckin Pussy

Just Eat The Whole Thing Like I Do

No Mess No Struggle...Two Bites Max.

.....Fuckin Amateurs

-𓆩⩜𓆪

Dad... It's a banana.

Not a dick.

Who The Fuck Said It Was A Dic-...

Or For Fucks Sakes...Abel

If You Are Swallowing Cock In Two Bites I Can Understand Why You Are Still Fuckin Single.

No Man Wants His Fuckin JUNK Bit Not A Straight Man Nor A Gay One. Unless He's Fucking Crazy.

Especially In TWO BITES

Teeth Are A Major No No Especially Yours

You Are So Fuckin Jagged With Those Two Chipped Front Teeth I'm Sure You've Given That Poor Fucker A Good Ass Scar.

The Fuck You Been Doing Kid?!

Okay so- I'm not crazy right?

I was talking to this lady earlier today and she said I peeled bananas wrong. She said you're supposed to use the bottom side of the banana to peel them. "Like how the monkeys do it", she told me.

And well, I of course said that's like...way harder to do. But she said that biting the peel open makes way less sense.

I pinch the bottom numb and it opens every time-

It's quick and saves me from hurting my fingers trying to get the peels to pop open!!

I've tried both ends and it just made a mess and damaged the banana. I don't know how you do that wizardy with bananas at all.

SEE??? EASY!!

One, wizardy. Especially you Abel. That is bananas, pun intended.

Stop Bein A Fuckin Pussy

Just Eat The Whole Thing Like I Do

No Mess No Struggle...Two Bites Max.

.....Fuckin Amateurs

-𓆩⩜𓆪

"Adam." She inclined her head in greeting. "You were running late, so I decided to take it upon myself to retrieve you."

She looked about him to see what exactly was taking up his time. What he decided was more important than his duty to Heaven.

@for-the-good-of-heaven

Adam Hummed A Small Tune As He Sipped His Soda Walking The Streets Of Heaven Enjoying The Calm Early Morning Before The Storm That Awaited Him Later...

He Always Preferred Mornings Like This...Glancing Over His Shoulder He Checked To Make Sure Lute Wasn't Following Him Like Usual...Her Home Laid Quiet In The Early Morning...That Was Good...

She Had A Day Off To Enjoy Today...No Shame In Sleeping In Although He Knows He'll Hear About It Later When Lute Yells At Him For Not Waking Her Up At Her Usual 5 Am Schedule...Sue Him For All He Cared She Deserved To Rest.

Seeing That Her Home Was Still And Lute Wasnt In His Sights...He Looked Ahead As He Continued His Walk Continuing To Hum The Small Tune He Planned To Build Up For His Next Song...

Slowly Bit By Bit He Would Add To The Tune Humming Each Tone To Test It's Compatibility As He Walked...No...Too Low...That Was Too Sharp... He'd Try Again One By One In Each Octive Testing Each Time Humming Over The Entire Tune To See If He Was Missing Something...Still He Was Dissatisfied...To Be Fair Even The Entire Tune Didn't Sound Right... He'd Start Over.

In The Midst Of The First Few Notes A Blinding Light Startled Him Causing Him To Stumble Back Feeling His Beloved Grape Soda Slip From His Grip Hearing It Hit The Ground...And Splash Against His Robe.

Grape Is A Bitch To Wash Out....His Eye Twitched...

Some Fuckin Angel Decided To Get In HIS Way...Make Him Lose HIS Drink...

To Think Some Fucking Virtue Or Whatever The Fuck Had The Magic To Blind His Ass Angered Him...He Felt It In His Skin As His Blood began To Boil

Clenching His Fist He Chose To Rapidly Blink To Try And Gain Back His Sight...

Oh When Adam Can Properly See This Little Fucker He's Gonna-.....

......Do Nothing ...He's Gonna Do Absolutely Nothing Adam Felt His Once Boiling Blood Run Ice Cold At The Sight Before Him...On Instinct He Tightened His Wings To His Sides As He Stood Frozen Looking Up At The High Seraphim Herself

The Insults He Had Ready For The Sorry Son Of A Bitch That Got In His Way Had Completely Died In His Throat...

A Buzzing Feeling Shot Through His Limbs As He Felt Heavy...Like He'd Sink Beneath The Clouds At Any Given Moment....Watching Sera With Wide Eyes Completely Caught Off Guard As He Gulped Harshly...

Every Second After Seeing Her Before Him With The Same Cold Scolding Expression She Always Gave ....Felt Like It Took Far Too Long To Pass As He Listened To What She Said

Grimacing In The Meaning Behind Her Words Knowing....Just Knowing...

He Was In Deep Shit.....

She Was Early...Saying HE Was Late....She Was Far Earlier Than Ever Before And That's What Scared Him Most....The Plans Have Changed...

He Felt His Body Begin To Shake Underneath His Robes...And He Wouldn't Fight It....He Couldn't...He Was Stuck...And She Was Watching Him.

He Couldn't Prepare...He No Longer Had Time....

Adam Stayed Silent Not Daring To Utter A Word As He Stood Shaking Ever So Slightly.

"I realize that we may have scheduled a bit early, as we usually give one month between. However, last time was done late, and we need to resume schedule. Especially with the reparations that have been taking place."

The laser had done damage that still wasn't fully repaired, punching a hole through the entirety of heaven.

"If you would walk with me, please," she gestured for him to follow as she began walking towards her building. She didn't look behind herself to check if he would follow, knowing he would.

Adam Listened Watching With Wide Eyes As She Addressed Him Following Her Eyes With His As He Looked Down To See The Grape Stain Already Turning The Fabric Of His Robe A Light Purple Feeling A Wave Of Unfiltered Shame Wash over Him...

He Felt Even Heavier Being Silently Criticized By A Figure He Once Considered A Mother figure... Although He Didn't See Sera As Such Anymore...The Feeling Of Shame Was Still Present Causing Him To Want To Curl Into Himself As He Frowned In Frustration.

Listening To Her Speak Adam Decided Not To Make The Effort To Look Back Up Instead Staring A Singular Spot On The Ground That Seemed Far More Comforting Than The Woman In front Of Him

Nodding To Make Sure She Knew He Was Listening Not Daring To Piss Off The Seraphim...Not When The Next Few Hours Were In Her Control

Adam Knew The Damage Caused By That TV Demon Would Cause Him Shit He'd Have To Deal With Later...But He Didn't Take Into Count How Soon That Would Be.......He Could Already Feel His Back Start To Ache At The Thoughts Spiraling In His Head.

He Felt His Wings Tighten Enough He Could Feel The Bones Creak As His Anxiety Set In When He Began To Match Her Pace ...Slowly He Looked Up To The Building Towering Over Them Both In The Distance...

He Could Do Nothing But Follow Staring Up Into The Specific Window He Always Looks Out Of Practically Seeing His Future Self Watching Him Slow His Pace To Delay Whatever Time He Could....

He Didn't Want To Be In There ..He Didn't Want To Be In His Place...But He Knew He Would...He Always Knew......And It Always Scared Him Further...

He Could Vaguely Make Out His Tired Face Staring Back At Him...A Face Of Pain.. Exhaustion And Hopelessness...

It Was No Use...

Even His Future Self Knew...He Knew...And Of Course.......... Sera Knew...

He Was Delusional.... Delusional For Ever Thinking He'd Be Anywhere Than There...

In That Fucking Room...Staring Out The Damned Window Time And Time Again Without Fail Since His Death On Earth.

With A Heavy Sigh He Sped Up Following Sera As He Grit His Teeth

Quickly Throwing On One Of His Usual Expressions Thanks To His Beloved Mask

Winking Towards A Female Winner Who Stopped Mid Flight To Stare In Slight Concern Over His Demeanor ....Right.. In... front...Of...Sera.....

....No Sense In Making A Scene...

Sera Wouldn't Appreciate A Set Back...And He Didn't Plan On Giving This Bitch A Reason To Be Any Less Merciful Than She Already Had Planned For Him.

Good. She didn't have to remind him.

They arrived at the building, smaller cherubs opening the doors before them. Sera entered first. The halls opened before them, the golden light of heaven illuminating various angels going about their days. Sera walked past, her gaze sweeping across the familiar scene.

Everyone contributing their part, just as they were.

Sera entered the elevator, waiting for Adam to step inside before it began to lift them up. She closed her eyes, looking ahead, to the corridors around the sterile room they used for these appointments. There were a few assistants in the corridors, and the room in question was being freshly cleaned and prepared for them. Everything was in order.

She opened her eyes, finally directing her gaze towards Adam. "I'm afraid to inform you that this may be more intensive than what you've been used to in the past. Would you like restraints?"

The Strong Smell Of Sterilized Equipment Burning His Lungs...On Instinct He Tried To Lessen His Intake Taking Shorter Inhales To Try To Keep That Crisp Chemical Scent Out...But Still...It Floods His Brain Nonetheless...Making Him Slightly Woozy Feeling The Room Start to Spin....

And He Hated That...He Hated When He Wasn't Alert...Wasn't In Control...

And Worst Of All He Hated Knowing What That Smell Meant...How His Panic Was Starting To Rise On Routine Forcing Himself To Breathe Harder Rather Than Lighter As He Wanted...Causing Him To Swallow The Acrid Bile That Was Threatening To Spill From His Throat.

The Sour Taste Already Coating His Tounge Making Him Want To Recoil Knowing That Opening His Mouth Was A Risk..Even If He Wanted To Beg For Mercy...He Forced Himself To Stay Quiet Glaring Into The Room.

He Didn't Want This.... He Wanted To Run And Hide...

But What Good Would It Do... He'd Be Found...Or Caught Mid Escape And Brought Right Back To The Seraphim's Feet In Mere Minutes...Only Angering Her Further...

He Couldn't Risk Angering Her... He Knew Her Question Was Rhetorical...As If He Had An Actual Choice In This Matter...He Knew He Didn't...Causing Him To Scoff Silently At Her Question Of False Concern.

If He HAD A Choice He Wouldn't Be Here Period.

The Restraints Were Mandatory...Sera Hated When He Struggled...It Made Shit Worse...It Always Did.

...Even If He Said No ...The Moment His Body Jerked From Her Actions He'd Be Restrained Regardless...

So There Wasn't A Point To Ask Or Answer...

To Be Honest It Felt Like She Was Mocking Him...And That Thought Made Him Bristle In Annoyance...At That He Grumbled Rather Than Spoke Rolling His Eyes As He Approached The Straps.

Slowly He Turned His Body To The Window Exposing His Back To Sera As His Wings Dropped Behind Him Spraulling Out Across Her Work Area On Each Side Of Him.

...Staring Out Into Heaven As He Felt His Mind Start To Slow To A Screeching Halt The Moment The Cold Sensation Of The Barley Used Medical Beds Held Both Of His Wings Away From His Body...It Made Him Feel Exposed ... Unprotected...And Cold....

He Growled Lowly Side Glancing To One Of The Assistants Who Had Gently But Securely Strapped Him Down Enough That He Knew Movement Would Be Difficult...

He Knew What Was Coming Once Each Strap Was Tightened In Place Hearing The Doors Slam Shut... soon After.

It Was Time...It Had To Be Done...He Knew That...But He Also Grew To Understand Over The Times He's Been Through This In The Past That There Was No Sense In Being Present For It And That Thought Alone Brought A Slight Comfort To Him Willing His Body To Relax Ever So Slightly....

Feeling His Mind Go Completely Blank As The Procedure Began.

She did not.

Sera ran her hands around the doorframe, ensuring the seal was in place, magically containing the room so nobody would see or hear anything happening within. She took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of lavender that filled the entire room; she'd chosen it a long time ago for its calming effects, though it never seemed to work for her. She didn't know if it helped Adam at all. She didn't bother to ask.

Sera locked the door, closing the two of them in. She turned and walked to Adam, standing behind him. Her gaze focused on his wings, restrained in preparation for her. She ran her hand through the feathers, feeling them, identifying the largest ones and which would be too small to be worth plucking. She felt as though she was watching the world through a pane of glass that was only getting thicker each time they had to do this.

"This is going to hurt," she warned, her voice perfectly even, and completely dead.

Sera took a firm grip of a collection of feathers and tore. They came off easily, and golden blood began to drip to the floor. She turned away from him, ignoring the sounds of pain as she dropped the feathers into the shallow bowl of the scale. The instrument barely acknowledged the contribution. She needed that number higher.

Sera's eyes returned to his wings, identifying the larger feathers inside the wing. She gripped them tightly, and tore. Deposited them in the bowl.

It became automatic, Sera watching as her hands found the feathers they needed, tearing them from his wings in sharp, quick movements. It was slowly counting towards the needed amount, but not enough.

Not enough to repair the damage Vox had done.

She took from the less visible feathers between.

Not enough to bring back the lives of those they'd lost.

She plucked the large, healthy ones he could spare, so long as she didn't take many.

Not enough to fix the exterminations.

She ripped from his wings, and deposited the bloodied feathers into the waiting scale. She tore from Adam's back, taking feathers from the sensitive places she would normally have left untouched.

It wasn't enough yet. Nothing could make up for the thousands of deaths all resulting from the depraved ideas of the man who couldn't be removed from heaven even if she wanted to, for he was foundational to it.

Vital, despite everything.

She ripped from his wings, depositing the feathers, bloody and raw, in the shallow bowl, and realized she'd taken more than enough. She could work on replenishing the reserves, then. They were nearly empty at present.

Sera took a cloth, wet with the usual disinfectant, and wiped down his wings, smoothing the damage between his feathers. The bleeding lasted a bit longer than usual, but it stopped.

She was done.

Sera gave Adam a moment to collect himself. She did the same, focusing on the room around her. She felt herself slowly return to the space, though still going before distant from it. She undid the clasps keeping Adam restrained.

He Remembered This Place Well...Being His Favorite Spot...His Women Always Enjoyed Basking In The Direct Sunlight Even On The Hottest Of Days But He Found If He Did The Same It Burned Him... The Thought Of His Past Wives Caused Him to Scowl Looking Deeper Into The Darker Part Of The Garden As He Walked Forward... Noticing The Greenery Had Begun To Change...The Soft Ground Beneath Him Began To Sharpen And Dig Uncomfortably In His Bare Feet.

The Air Grew Hotter As The Sun No Longer Gentle Bore Down On The Land Wilting Every Plant In The Open He Could Practically See The Wavy Lines Of Heat Infront Of Him As He Walked....His Robe Was Getting Too Hot...He Himself Was Nothing But Uncomfortable...But He Stayed As He Was Only Walking Ahead As If He Was Looking For Something...But What...He Couldn't Understand.

Everything Around Him Began To Grow Familiar Once More As He Recognized The Path In front Of Him...Worn Flat By Constant Use.

A High Pitch Group Of Joyous Laughter Echoed Around Him Causing Him To Look Around Quickly Spotting A Floof Of Soft Bouncy Hair Practically Glowing In The Sunlight With A Golden Hue That Rivaled Even The Brightest Of Stars Rush Past Him Followed By A Slightly Older Brunette To Follow Chasing After Some ButterFlies That Fluttered In The Distance...

His Two First Born Sons...

Immediately He Broke Into A Run Joining In On The Game As He Too Chased The Butterflies Alongside His Boys Feeling A Rush Of Adrenaline Spike Through His Body As He Scooped Up Both Boys Raising Them Higher Into The Air Smiling To Himself

Watching Them Scramble To The Edges Of His Grip To Reach...Not Quite Far Enough...With A Hearty Chuckle He Spread His Wings And Jumped Into The Air Holding Both Kids Tight.

Both Boys Shouted In Unison Each Reaching To Catch Their Goal Before Laughing In Triumph As They Both Had Caught Their Own Golden Butterfly Watching It Calmly Flutter In Their Tiny Hands Adam Watched While They Willingly Stayed...It Was Peaceful...Just Him And His Boys.

It Didn't Last Long However Once His Youngest Handed Him The Delicate Insect...Watching The Wings Glow Golden Before It Flew Off Into The Sky

It Was As If The Butterfly Wasn't Supposed To Touch The Older Man At All.....It Seemed To Recoil And Fly Away As Fast As It Could The Moment It Was Handed To Him...Like It Was Never Meant To

At that Moment The Brunette Let Out A Cry Of Fear As His Golden Butterfly Had Turned Blood Red it's wings wilted as its legs grew sharp causing the kid's hands to jolt dropping the insect...it didn't fly...it merely hit the ground with a hiss.

After Adam kissed his child's cut Hand they looked up again as the brunette sniffed watching above at the butterfly that fled ....Leaving All Three Males Mesmerized By It's Flawless Nature...Glowing Against The Sun As If It Was Crafted From The Solar Light Itself...So Pure.....

While Watching Such A Bright Display Adam Barely Registered As The World Around Him Darkened the moment the insect that harmed his oldest son had hit the ground digging its legs into the earth...sending rot coursing through the earth and killing off every living plant it touched..

Only Lit By The Singular Butterfly Fluttering Just Far Enough Out Of His Reach...The Insect Itself Seemed To Dim Moments Later...As If The Touch Of Man Corrupted It...Leaving It To Flee Farther

.........Tainted...

...The Air Grew Cold At An Instant...He Felt Both His Sons Shiver Huddling Up Closer To Him As He Began To Notice The Darkness Surrounding Them...

...Each Of Their Tiny Bodies Felt Like Ice... Instinctively Adam Wrapped His Arms Tighter Around The Two...It Was No Use However...Even He Was Cold...But Still He Kept Them Close...

Where... Were They Now...How Had It Gotten So Dark...Why Was The Warmth Of The Sun Gone?...

The Darkness Swirling Around Adam Thickened As His Thoughts Grew More Panicked...Each Breath Breathing In The Dark Air Laying Heavy In His Lungs Preventing Him From Taking A Deep Calming One In Its Place.

With Every Quickened Breath He Took He Was Exhaling Less...The Deep Sickly Sweet Aroma Of Lavender Filled His Senses Making The Man Gasp For Fresh Air Choking On The Scent Like It Was Practically Poison...

He Didnt Remember Why But The Smell Alone Sent A Wave Of Pure Fear To Rush Through Him... Instantly His Eyes Darted To Every Direction Every Shadowy Shape He Saw As If They Were Being Hunted...

Gripping Onto His Boys Tighter Once His Heart Began To Race Slamming Against His Chest.

Glowing Blue Eyes Began To Open Around Him In The Dark...By The Multiple...Bright Enough To Blind The Man...But Not Bright Enough To Fully Break The Darkness Surrounding The Three Males... Strangely His Children Were Quiet...Watching Ahead In The Dark....His Boys Shrinking Into His Chest The Moment He Raised His Wings To Cover The Boys However A Loud Snarl Ripped Through The Quiet

Followed By The Rushed Steps Of Something Growing Closer By The Sound Alone Adam Couldn't Pinpoint Exactly What It Was...A Bear?...No The Growl Was Too High Pitched...A Wild Cat?..No It Was Too Heavy On Its Paws...

As He Focused More And More On The Sounds Making Every Attempt To Figure Out What The Creature Was Or Where It Was Located ...It Lead Him To Realize It Wasn't Just One...It Was Multiple.

Growls Erupted In All Directions Seeming To Speed Up As Adam Tucked His Kids Under His Wings Keeping His Sons As Close To Him As Possible. Tucking Them Under His Feathers Completely Shielding Them From The Outside World And From Whatever Was Hunting Them At The Moment...

Praying It Was Enough To Keep Them Safe He Watched Ahead...A Scowl Formed On The Man's Face As One Of The Beasts Stepped Up To Examine Him...Quickly As It Approached Close Enough Adam Reared His Hand Back Sending The Beast Flying Into The Air But To His Dismay The Place Where One Stood...Now Stood Two...Then Three...Followed By More And More

..Had Begun To Step Up Beside The Other Surrounding Them Completely...

Adam Blinked swallowing harshly at the scene before him...soon the one he backhanded had stepped back into the line of beasts giving one sharp snap of its jaws in the air was all it took for everything to come crashing down all at once as the beasts pounced in Unison.

The Beasts Snarled Pawing At His Wings Some Sniffing Into His Feathers Others Watching As They Circled Purplelish Blue Eyes Narrowed Into Predatory Slits...With Such A Silent Gesture The Investigating Creatures Nipped At Him Using Their Teeth To Snap Into His Wings Biting And Ripping Out His Outer Plumage...The Pain From His Back Shot Straight Through Him Like Electricity Causing Him To Flinch And Try To Slam Hims Weight Into The Animals Continuing To Hold Onto His Boys With No Avail....They Kept Going...

Golden Blood Dripped From Their Maws And Onto The Ground Below At Their Paws...Sending It To Seep Into The Tainted Ground As He Left Out A Silent Scream He Arched His Back Using His Strength To Try And Lift His Wings To Pull Them Out Of The Beast's Jaws...But To No Avail He Couldn't...

Frowning At His Situation He Stared At The Boys Who Watched Him With Wide Fearful Eyes...If He Dared Lift His Wings Far Enough His Son's Would Be Exposed...To That He Grit His Teeth And Layed Them Heavy Once More Hissing As The Beasts Paid Him No Mind Ripping Feather After Feather Off Him Making Him Feel Lighter The More They Plucked...His Spine Ached As He Had To Physically Restrain His Body's Reaction To Try And Jolt Away Determined To Keep His Kin Hidden.......

The Boys Reached Up Try Try And Move His Bloody Wings Off Them Knowing What He Was Trying To Do But Adam Stayed Firm.

He Tried To Tell Them No But No Sound Exited The Man Leaving His Words To Die In His Throat The Moment He Attempted To Speak Causing Him To Try Harder And Harder As The Boys Failed To Listen

Opening His Mouth He Tried To Speak A Final Time Trying To Force His Voice He Chose To Fight Harder Shouting Into The Air In Growing Desperation Shouting In The Only Language He Knew They Both Understood That The Monsters Couldnt...

His Gravely Unused Voice Finally Let Free Rang Into The Air High Above The Snarling Of The Beasts

ILL ENDURE THIS FOR YOUR SAKES!

FOR YOUR SAKES ILL ENDURE EVERYTHING SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO!

.....After His Words... Everything Stopped...All Was Quiet As He Jolted Out Of The Darkness At A Final Harsh Tug Sending Him Crashing Back Into The Blinding Room That Held Him Prisoner Hearing Sera's Voice Behind Him He Blinked Frozen In Place Staring Out The Window As Reality Took Over His Senses....

He Felt Lighter...His Wings Off Balance As He Desperately Ached To Stretch And Doctor What Was Left Of His Mangled Feathers He Paused Looking To The Floor Deciding To Stay Put Until Sera Left...Not Daring To Look At The Woman

It didn't go away.

She rinsed her hands again and again, trying to get the golden ichor off, but it remained. She furiously scrubbed at her wrists, her palms, between her fingers, everywhere, the sickening gore refusing to wash away.

She inhaled sharply, drawing her hands back. Brought into the light, she could see they'd turned red with the effort. Turning them over, she couldn't see the blood, but it was still there. She could feel it coating her hands.

The blood of Adam, the blood of the sinners, the blood of her own people, she could never wash it away.

How long until someone saw?

She turned off the faucet with shaking hands, looking up at herself in the mirror, searching the empty eyes that met her gaze. She didn't know what she would do when the time came. There was only this day and the next, the futility in attempting to do something better than what she did the day before when actions like these were necessary.

For the good of heaven.

She closed her eyes, reading in a deep breath. She released it. Looking up, she was calm and still once more.

Her gaze moved to the immobile shape that hadn't yet moved from behind her. Adam, still standing in the same place across the room. He hadn't moved. As if he hadn't heard her. As if he didn't listen.

"I told you to take care of yourself, Adam."

She turned around to face him properly.

"Do you wish for me to do so instead?"

He Turned His Head Enough To Look At The Pills Before He Chose To Dismiss It...Turning Away He Stood Looking Up To Sera...A Tired Expression Met Her Gaze As He Watched Her. Frowning As The Shock From His Wings Finally Washed Away From His Nerves.

Each One Reawakening At An Instant The Feeling Of It Igniting Against His Spine Making His Back Ache The Areas That Burned The Worst However Were The Spots His Precious Feathers Had Been Missing...

Slowly His Eyes Traced His More Mangled Wing Out Of The Two...A Broken Look Of Sorrow Passed Through His Expression As He Ran His Fingers Over A Patch Of Dried Blood Where A Mass Of Feathers Had Been Ripped Almost Carelessly During Sera's Mental Spiral....He Paused As It Burned Under The Light Pressure Even His Fingers Caused.

His Mind Began To Wander Again As He Gently Plucked One Of The Broken Feathers Left Behind Peeling Off The Caked Blood Coating It As If This Sorry Attempt To Clean This One Feather Alone Would Fix His Shattered State... Wishful Thinking.

...She Never Took This Much So Soon..He Barely Had Time To Heal Most Of The Damage From The First Of The Month...Usually He Had Time Between These Torturous Sessions...But It Seemed Sera Hadn't Cared About What This Would Do To Him...

To Think...This Was All The Use Heaven Saw In Him Now...After Everything He Gave In Life To His Faith...

Only To Be Hated By The Woman He Once Viewed As A Mother Figure Back In The Early Years Of His Creation...Broke Him Time And Time Again...

He Didn't Understand...Why Did She Hate Him...

Adam Frowned Deeper As Tears Began To Trickle Down One Of His Eyes.

He Had Done Nothing But Follow Her Since The Moment Of His Creation...Doing Everything Tasked To Him Without Hesitation...

He Listened...He Loved His First Wife As Instructed...Kept The Rules.. Followed Heaven's Guidance.

He Broke When She had Betrayed Him...But Moved On When Given The Second Because He Had To...

Again He Followed...Every Step Set Before The Man He Followed...Only To Have That Wife Betray Him.

He Refused The Fruit...Like He Was Told...Only To Have It Shoved Past His Teeth...

He Took The Blame And Faced His Angels...Only To Be Banished From His Home In Turn...

He Started Humanity...Only To Be Blamed For It's Corruption...

Even At His Hardest Moments Losing His Second Son...He Kept His Faith...

Now In Heaven After His Death...After He Truly Had Lost Everything...He's Seen As Some Sort Of Fuel Source For Sera And Nothing More...

Adam's Tears Halted As Soon As They Began Only Affording To Shed A Few Tears Adam Blinked Away The Hazy Acidic Liquid Stinging His Eyes Before He Made An Attempt To Walk Out Wanting Nothing More Than To Curl Up And Fade Into Unconsciousness In The Safety Of His Home...

His Dull Hazy Expression Hardened In Spite And Determination To Escape With A Clear Goal Set In Mind.

Away From Sera...Away From The Lavender Scent That Seemed To Set Heavy Over His Bones...Keeping His Movements Slow And Sluggish...

Due To Sera's Incapability Of Keeping His Feathers Even..He Was Extremely Off Balance Causing The Man To Stumble To The Door Rather Than Walk Making Adam To Grumble When He Was Forced To Use The Wall For Support To Keep Himself Upright In Such A Previously Easy Walk As He Dragged His Limp Wings Behind Him The Same Way A Child Would Drag A Favored Oversized Blanket.

Even At A Time Like This The Man Clung To What Little Dignity He Had Left Infront Of The Higher Ranking Angel...

The Longer He Stayed The Weaker He Was Becoming As His Magic Seeped From His Wounds Attempting To Heal His Injuries Causing Him To Feel Even Heavier As He Felt Gravity Begin To Take It's Toll On His form Dragging Him Closer And Closer To The Floor Making Each Step More Difficult Than The Last.

He Wouldn't Let Her See the Damage She Caused...She Had Done Enough For One Day..

Breaking Him Apart Making Him Weak...

He Wouldn't Give Her Anymore Sadistic Satisfaction At His Misery If He Could Help It.

From: Cain, To: First Man, Adam

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Hey, Dad

I've been working on my letter to Abel.

It's been... well, about as difficult as I expected. Not because I'm lacking remorse or guilt (some days it feels like I'm drowning in them), but because finding the right words has been an exercise in frustration. What do you even say to the person you murdered? Especially when that person is your brother? Nothing feels right. Nothing feels enough. I'm not enough. I don't know if I ever was.

"Oh, yeah, sorry for cutting your life short before you ever had a chance to truly live it, bro. My bad. It won't happen again."

I'm well aware I can be an absolute dick, but I'm trying really hard not to fuck shit up any more than I already have. I probably will. I swear, it feels like I ruin everything I touch.

Speaking of Abel... What. The. Fuck. is Heaven thinking?! I saw him at that stupid rally Vox put on! Why the fuck would they put Abel of all people in charge of the Exorcist Army?! Have the top brass been smoking doobies or something? That's quite frankly one of the worse ideas they've had to date! Abel might not have had any issues hunting or butchering animals for eating or sacrificing, but he's got the spine of a limp noodle when it comes to people!

He was a shepherd, not a fucking soldier!

I know Abel is the next eldest son after me, but one would think they'd at least seriously consider Seth (I know he's up there, 'cause I know damn well he's definitely not down here in Hell). Seth at least has some experience leading both family and soldiers! I may not have ever met him, but -from what I've heard- he's certainly more than competent enough to fill your position. Again, what is Heaven thinking? Has everything been alright up there since you died? Or is everyone running around like chickens with their heads cut off? 'Cause it honestly sounds like the latter...

Also, why not consider the women of our family? Aclima and Azura are more than capable! Last I checked, they ran just as many circles around us men as we did them! Aclima is my twin, your eldest daughter! She was always the most levelheaded among us first four of your kids. Did they even bother consulting her? And Azura! She's Abel's twin! If they were looking for a heavy hitter to replace you, they picked the wrong fucking twin! Or is Heaven trying to handicap itself? It certainly seems like it lately.

Then again, they've all been through enough. They all earned their paradise and deserve to rest. So did you for that matter - I seriously hope you weren't forced into the position of Head Exorcist. I'm old enough to recall you crying over killing animals, Dad. You can't tell me killing people -your descendants- was entirely an easy decision to make. No matter how necessary.

Leaving Hell alone isn't an option. You, me, and everyone else born before the Seventh Heavenly War, be they Winner or Heavenborn, knows/should know why. The last thing anyone needs is another Archfiend. That, and Lilith's last uprising seven years ago only solidifies that point. The latest incident from that pitiful TV mogul is just the most recent addition to the long list of already existing reasons why.

Your old boss -the head bitch in charge- is Seraphiel, isn't it? The lady angel with the true form of a swan? I saw her at the rally too. Surely she has educated the one I assume to be her charge -the shorter, younger seraph- properly? Forgive me for doubting it, because I can't see the youngling helping Sinners otherwise. It's just... well, it's just not a smart thing to do. I understand wanting to help, but it should never come without limits and boundaries. Especially concerning the denizens of Hell, regardless of whether they're Sinner or Hellborn.

It's clear she's a very kind, generous, and gentle spirit, but Hell is Hell for a reason. The horrors down here are many and I can only hope for her sake she doesn't end up trusting the wrong person. She'll become a stick burning at both ends if she isn't careful. Though, seeing her friendship with Lucifer's Brat... I can't help but feel she's already careening towards Falling like The Joybringer before her. Her guardian, Seraphiel, NEEDS to tell her the history of Creation. Like, Yesterday. Otherwise she'll find her loved one lost in a way she can't get them back... Again.

Anyway, on a lighter note, I decided to send you some copies of my favorite pictures I've wanted to share with you since I arrived in Hell. Most of them are of Lucifer absolutely biffing his landings while flying - completely eating shit/face planting into various walls, roofs, billboards, and other structures. A solid chunk are the Sins getting run over by cars while a few others are of people completely soaking Lilith with who even knows what while driving by. I even got a picture of someone slapping PAIMON with a fish!

I wish you could enjoy them as much as I do.

Love you, Dad

Cain

Ooc{( I have Looked Through This Enough And decided I Don't Have screenshots that would work well with this so I'm gonna flip it on you! Here's a letter from Adam instead! Sorry I'm not good with actions so writing out how the letter looks won't be as good but imma try just this once)}

[A Golden Shimmering Scroll Was Shoved Through A Small Portal As Adam Hurriedly Threw In The Paper Keeping His Eyes Everywhere But To Avoid Even A Glimpse Into The Darkened Pit Where His Son Resides....He Wasn't Ready To See His Kid...Yet... Just As Quickly As He Opened It And Sent His Own Letter...The Portal Closed In The Blink Of An Eye. If One Wasn't Paying Attention No One Would Have Seen It

...it's existence alone stood out....a shimmering glow Emitted from the document casting an almost Erie Light onto the surrounding items that neared the holy page...as if it's origin alone would burn anything unholy in its way untill it was read by the one it was made for.

The letter scroll was crumpled up and badly torn at multiple edges as if the first man had nearly thrown it away...and had retrieved it multiple times over

during the span of a week of this back and forth mess that was this letter....Adam was indecisive...Mulling Over the easiest option of ripping up his words and tossing it into the nearest fire....to give into temptation and avoid his problems as he has done so many times before...

but somehow after everything... the fact it showed up at all was surprising to even the man himself.

Half The Text Was Scratched out lazily without much effort ]

To:

Cain

From:

Adam First Man

Hey Sport Shithead...

This Is Fuckin Awkward As Shit... I'm uh.....Not Dead...Double Dead-?

...Yeah I Know I Know...Big Fuckin Surprise...Huh?

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So...Your...Letters...

....

I Saw You Wrote To Me...A Bunch...

....

How You Been?.... That's A Dumbass Question Holy Shit...-

Hah! I Gotcha Didn't I?! I'm STILL Kickin

It Takes Alot More Than A Fuckin Midget To Stop

Your Dad-. The First Man

How Gullible Can Those Fuckin Motel Bitches Be Practically Just Shrugged And Assumed I Was Dead I Practically Waltzed My Ass Out!...Fuckin Idiots...

Everyone In MY Army Knows To Make SURE They Are Dead...Its Like....Common Sense...

[ This Part Was Desperately Scribbled Out Barely Legible...The Reader Would Have To Take Time Piecing Together The Random Letters Able To Be Seen Through The Scratched Out Words To Put Together Full Sentences. Parts Of The Pen Streaks Were Too Rough Causing The Paper To Tear At Certain Spots...The Lines Were Harsh And Rushed As Water Drops Seemed To Decorate This Part Of The Paper The Most...Some Of The Ink Was Smeared As If The Writer Attempted To Wipe Off The Evidence]

So...You've Been In Hell This Whole Time Huh Like..Since Your Death?

...Hiding From Me Or Somethin Squirt?

It's Been Eons Since I've See You Kid.....You Nearly Gave Me A Fuckin Heart Attack With These Letters...

Those Fuckin Morningstars were Lucky I Didn't Understand Violence Against Beings Back Then Or I Swear If I Would Have Known Then What They Did To My Kid? I Would've-

...Well Probably Gone To Hell In All Honesty.

....Not The Point...That's Shit I Can't Change Now...

Ah...Fuck I'm ...Look....

You Know I Ain't Good At Writing Shit....

Wait...You Wouldn't ...We Didn't Write Back Then....

FUCK

Ok...Uh...Well...Just Know I Hate Writing Like Alot Like So Much I Wanna Burn This And Snap This Stupid Pen In Half-

Look Kid......I Thought You Were Lost To The Blackness...Just...Nonexistent If I Would Have Known...I Would Have Gone Looking For You...

I Would Have Found You...I Would Have Protected You....

Better Than Before...When I Failed To Back then

I Begged The Angels To Bring My Family Back When I Did Eventually Kick The Bucket But I Didn't Think They'd Listen...They Never Fuckin Do The Way You Want Them Too...Trust Me I Know.

All I Knew Was You Weren't Here...

You Were Just Gone...I Was Told You Weren't Welcome Here At The Pearly Gates..That I'd Live Here Without My First Kin...

Some Fuckin Paradise...

I Had To Accept You Had Died And Was Lost To The Fire As Some Unrecognizable Demon Bastard....That It Was Pointless To Go Searching...That You Were Gone ...For Good...

...To Think You Landed In That ShitHole Is... Fucked

To Think I Walked The Same Ground You Did...To Be So Close To My Own Blood And Not Known...

...To Think I Could've Killed You During An Extermination...

...Would I Even Recognize You Now After All That Time?...

...Who Am I Kidding...I Wouldn't...

I'll Be Honest Bud....My Memory Isn't As Sharp Anymore...It Hurts Trying To Remember My Kids...Your Face Is Blurry...Both You And Seth And My Daughters Alike Are Fuzzy...

Its Frustrating...Being There In My Mind But Just... Unrecognizable...The Only Things I Can Keep Together In My Head Is Names...

Its Getting Worse As Years Go By

All I Have Left Here Is Abel And If He Wasn't Here Right Now...His Face Would Be Like Yours....The Longer Time Goes On I'm Forgetting Bits And Pieces... It Pisses Me Off...

The Only Thing I'm Ever Told Was You Were A Spitting Image Of Me...But To Frank Kid...Im Not The Same I Was Was Back Then...

I Don't Even Recognize Myself In The Goddamn Mirror Anymore... People Keep Telling Me I'm The First Man The Glorious Beginning Of Humanity...

But I Just See A Man......

Im Losing Myself Cain...

-

Glad To Hear You Are Around Shithead

Wherever You Are Down There-

Yeah No I Didn't Die.

You Should Have Known I'd Make It Through That Stupid Ass Fight...You Doubting Your Old Man Now?

...Fuckin Lame

Abel Did A Shit Job That's For Sure...Didnt Do Shit...Not One Kill...Lamer Than Lame

He's Too Good Of A Kid I Guess.......

Whatever

Good To Hear From You Kid...

Nice Pics. Fuckin Hilarious!

Keep In Touch.

"Avani! No! Stop! That's not food! Let it go, young lady!"

[Said young hydra abruptly pauses in her frolicking after what she thought smelled like a yummy snack. Her three heads tilt simultaneously at a tone of voice she's never heard from him before. Panic.]

[No longer chased by a primordial beast the equivalent of a toddler, the glimmering golden scroll said beast had been chasing darts out of her reach into Cain's waiting hands.]

[Now fending off the scroll from three feisty mouths, Cain takes a deep breath in.]

This scroll is too beat up to be an official summons... maybe Abel wrote me back?

[Hesitantly unrolling the parchment, Cain nearly drops it upon seeing who actually wrote back to him.]

"Pop?"

[The word comes out of him in a wheeze, as if the air has been punched out of his lungs. His eyes burn as he reads. The words on the scroll blur almost illegibly.]

[Sensing something isn't quite right as Cain stops holding the shiny thing away from her, Avani also stops trying to snatch it. Whatever it is, it's making her friend noticably upset. Uncertain, she settles for pressing her heads into his sides while he continues to read.]

[He takes another shaky breath to steady himself and hopefully make out most of the words.]

"Heh, of course. I suppose I should know better than to doubt my Old Man. That was rule number one when he brought us out on our first hunt: never turn your back on something without making damn sure it's dead-dead..."

"Charlotte and her friends aren't the sharpest tools in the shed, but I... I'm not gonna complain if it means he's still with us. I'm grateful they didn't notice."

[Cain sniffles, blinking the water from his eyes as he mindlessly runs a hand over one of Avani's scaly heads.]

[He slowly lowers himself down to sit on the ground, Avani following suit. The soil, formerly nothing more than rough gravel and dry sand, is soft from centuries of hard work. The countless blooms of his tenderly cared for herb garden gently brush his skin as he leans into Avani's side.]

"I should've sent something sooner. I didn't mean to hide... well, I did, just not from him. I just... kept putting things off again and again, over and over, because I figured he wouldn't want anything to do with me..."

[As he reads further, Cain goes to speak more but ends up coughing as his throat tightens at the thought of his father becoming Damned. The harsh sound causes three pale red snouts to startle before they immediately nuzzle closer. Comforting and steady in their presence.]

"I... They aren't worth it, Poppy."

[Cain murmurs hoarsely.]

"They aren't worth Falling for. They never have been and they never will be."

"They deserve nothing less than to rot in this godforsaken hole and be forgotten until the heat death of this awful world with nothing and no one to give a fuck about either of them."

[It's difficult to make out the next several paragraphs, and reading them is made even harder by tears filling Cain's eyes again. Avani, unsure of what's happening, shoves her middle head into his hands. Unfortunately, the sweet gesture only causes Cain to cry harder. He presses his forehead to hers as sobs shake his body. Each harsh gasp sending sharp, stabbing pains through his head and chest.]

[It's a good long while before Cain can calm down, and by the end of it his head is left with a pounding ache and his ribs feel like someone tried to force their fingers between them. Slowly, he pulls away from Avani to look at her middle head's face. Grimacing, he wipes away the wet marks he left on her usually sandy scales.]

[He meets her worried gaze and briefly hugs her head again before letting go with a bitter laugh.]

"I'm so stupid... All this time, he was worried. Thinking he could've accidentally hurt me."

"What a fucking chicken shit I am. The least I could've done was let him know I'm not in Pride City. I couldn't even do that, apparently."

[Laying against Avani's side again, Cain finishes the letter. He looks it over one last time before carefully rolling the scroll back up. It's safely tucked away within his jacket, where it won't get lost until he can put it somewhere better.]

"I don't know what's going on, but Dad having memory issues is... not fucking good. Last I checked, Heaven isn't supposed to cause memory loss, so how in Gramp's Sake is that happening? Angels don't lose shit unless it's voluntary or ...forced..."

[Cain's face darkened as he directed his gaze to the brilliant realm of Heaven far above, a sinking feeling in his gut. However, before he could think on the subject much longer, the voice of his eldest child calls out for him from their stables. Seems one of their mares is being stubborn again.]