Thread: The Wolf Demon's New Angel {fate & broken knight}

At one point in time, Heaven and Hell were of the same kingdom, ruled by God and his angels. There was no Earthly term for this kingdom, as it was whole only long before God decided to conjure his greatest creation, mankind. During the golden age of this kingdom, all were happy, all was peaceful and God's love spread through the entire kingdom. Then God decided to name Michael the Arch Angel, highest of all angels. This angered Lucifer greatly, for she loved God beyond all others. Lucifer was once the most splendid of angels, a beauty unmatched by anything possible. Angels and commoners alike loved and adored Lucifer for her kind, patient, sweet demeanor. When God chose Michael instead of her, Lucifer's demeanor changed slowly throughout the aeons. She became bitter, hard and cold. She used her beauty as a weapon, swaying other angels and commoners to her cause, and they rebelled against God. The rebellion did not last very long in His Holyness' kingdom, though he could not stop Lucifer completely. For God still loved Lucifer, he could not kill her. Instead, he made her into an abhorrent demon, disgusting to the eye, that struck fear into all those who set eye onto the once beloved angel. He spared her and cast her such an ugly visage in the hopes that she would one day see herself, and realize the horror of her error. Those who followed her were cast to the same fate, of those followers, her seven closest angels were cast upon the same disgusting demonic visage, now known to humanity as The Seven Deadly Sins. And so Hell was created. It is not below, just as Heaven is not above. They simply border one another, the change between the two realms a stark and sudden one. The original rebellion was a small population, but when Humanity was created, those who did not follow God's ten laws, are now cast to hell. The war grows, and the demons and angels never die, they simply suffer until the wounds heal over years of time. Alexander, of The Seven Deadly Sins, was the sin of Anger. And so God gave him the form of a wolf upon his once human body. He stood on two feet, spoke the word of Men and wielded a blade made from brimstone and blood. His fur was black and soft, his eyes a deep brown, his paws tipped in deadly claws, his maw full of sharp teeth. Many a demon and angel stood in his path, and all who have done so have paid their heavy toll. No Angel with half a sense would ever step into his realm without God's own army at their back. Which is what confused him. A simple angel, alone, walked into his territory. He could smell her from atop of his tower, when he looked out the window, the angel stood out. She flew to the entrance and Alexander grinned a toothy grin. A new toy to play with. By the time she landed before the gates of his realm, he was already on the other side of the walls. Alex knew all the ins and outs of the realm, including secret ways that only God's omniscient knowledge and he himself knew. I suppose you're looking for me, then? He asked, standing there, about ten feet behind her. Far enough to sneak up on her without alerting her, close enough to speak to her. She'd never escape. On the ground, he was faster and stronger than she was. In the air, with a simple snap of his fingers, hundreds of demons would pour over her and drag her back to the ground. She was trapped with no where to go.