[Hebrew Mythology] Fallen to Heaven

Yanar.

Later, when I became Lucifer, I still felt that there were more than [-] levels in the Three Realms, and it was him that I was most sorry for—not even Jehovah, who I later refused to help in the thunderstorm, but him.

Yanar is so smart that I don't even know what he did for me.

He stood at the very top of heaven, the second seraphim in heaven besides Lucifer, but he was one of the lowest-status seraphs in heaven later on; he returned to Angel Academy and managed the library with Lashia, At that time, Raziel died, and he was sitting by the window. The white marble window sill reflected the sunlight on his long hair. He raised his head and smiled at me, warm as a breeze, and his strange-colored eyes were filled with peace.

Later, many angels didn’t even believe that he used to call the wind and rain in the military department and covered the sky with one hand, and they didn’t even know that this friendly angel sitting in the sunshine in the library was the existence of Michael, the vice-lord of the kingdom of heaven, in private. They didn’t know that he He still has an almost terrifying control over the angelic army. His name is his reliance. He was the closest person to Jehovah when I was in hell. He will always be like that, neither arrogant nor rash, as plain as the sea.

Yanar is the kind of terrifying existence that loves someone deeply and can watch others approaching him. He is a person who can really say "it doesn't matter if you are not with me, as long as you are happy, I will be happy", Even if no one knows what he was feeling when he said this.

Yanar -

People say he is the guardian angel of Venus.

And Lucifer is the Venus of dawn.

After all, I secretly opened the chapel to baptize the two little devils. Mammon and Medanzo turned into two little angels from the Angel Academy. I first took them to Rachel and Raphael for a look. Jieer's face was meaningful: "Mammon... Mammon."

Means wealth - not an angelic name at all.

Mamen glared at him and was suppressed by Medanzuo. After the two little angels left, I turned to the two future seraphim, "Pay attention to them two, especially Medanzuo, help him if there is nothing too excessive Press it—he might be a good Angel."

Raziel smiled, got up and entered the room, after a while Rashia came to refill tea for us, and left respectfully.He came back after a while and handed me a round object like a crystal ball, "Your Highness," he stared into my eyes, "this is a container for storing power. The power of an angel is in the feather, so it actually Feathers can be stored on it. It is used to store the cut off wings of angels when the wings are dropped. In principle, this power should belong to the chapel, but in many cases, the angel in charge of falling wings will secretly save part of it to strengthen himself .The vast majority of dreams are also woven in this way, and the dreams will be stored here as a kind of power, which can be activated when needed."

I know his focus is not actually the second half.

He pushed the crystal ball towards me, and I picked it up silently, "Then I'll go back and look."

"Good luck, Your Highness," he said with a smile, and I averted my gaze from the gray eyes behind the spectacles.Raphael has been reading a heavy book, as if he didn't hear what we were talking about at all. When I left, he raised his eyes and looked at me with indescribable gentleness in his eyes, "Wait for you to come again... I I have a gift for you."

"Then you can be careful that I will come tomorrow just for this gift." I also answered him with a smile, "Did Raphael give me a gift? I'm really looking forward to it."

"Actually, I've always wanted to give you a birthday present, but I never knew when your birthday was." He replied, but I couldn't make him do so, "I forgot."

My birthday as a human is in December, but Lucifer's birthday should be June [-]th.

Raphael sighed and didn't answer me again.When I left the library and walked towards the college gate, I saw Mephisto. He was sitting on the stairs with another blond little angel, obviously skipping class. Seeing me, he gave me a naughty smile, "Your Highness!"

The two of them were reading a book, and I saw that there was a magic circle pattern graded A on it, which represented the ability of an angel to use it. "Are you guys studying this?"

"I can draw this." Mephisto showed off to me childishly, "Although my strength is not enough, I can draw it completely!"

I took another look.

It was a magic circle used to defend against memory magic.

Mephistopheles gave me a bright smile, as if silently provocative, "Professor Yawei has left the academy, have you seen him recently?"

"He's fine," I answered him, "as good as you."

I don't think Mephisto is naive.He didn't show these things just to show off on a whim, he saw something about me and the Lord.

The other little angel flinched a little. He almost hid behind Mephisto, secretly glancing at me from time to time. "What's your name?" I asked him casually, he looked up at me, then lowered his head like an electric shock, "Beelzebub..."

I just set my sights on him. He shrank into a small ball, and a dull hair in his blond hair fluttered in the wind. I couldn't help poking him, "Beelzebub? I remember, you are the lead singer."

Beelzebub shrank even smaller.

"Keep watching, I'm leaving first." I waved my hand at them, Beelzebub suddenly straightened his back, his violet eyes widened, "Your Highness..." He suddenly swallowed all the words , retracted carefully, Mephisto rubbed his hair amusedly, "He wanted to say, we skipped class."

"A student who can draw an A-level magic circle does not need to continue attending classes." I shrugged, "I can go to Lemiel to let you graduate early and find a job on your own."

Mephisto, who knew very well that child labor is forbidden in heaven, froze for a moment, and forced a smile, which made me take a step back, "Come on, I will bully those cherubs who are seven levels higher than you and not as good as you."

"Come on." Mephisto squeezed a word through his teeth, "His Royal Highness under my throne."

But I did not go to the cherub. I turned around and went to the Garden of Eden to find Adam.The ancestor of mankind was diligently naming the creatures in the Garden of Eden, but in fact this matter was meaningless, no matter how he named it, it could only be the name of all things buried in his memory.Eve sat on the side and looked at her husband docilely. She had the same blonde hair as him, and she was not gorgeous. Simply put, she was not good-looking enough, which fully proved that the Lord was afraid that I would take a fancy to them.

I sat at the gate of the Garden of Eden and waited until evening when Samael came.

"Your Highness." He knelt on one knee and lowered his head, "This is God's order—"

"Do you have to do it yourself?"

"Yes."

"Samael, let me be clear. If you do it, no one has enough evidence to excuse you. God will use this as an excuse to send you to hell. If you want to stay in heaven, then I will do it. Anyway, I have a reason to do it."

"Your Highness," Samuel raised his head this time, his golden animal pupils looked like spotlights in the dark, "Isn't it you who are the reason I did this?"

I moved away and watched him walk into the Garden of Eden, and his figure transformed into a reptile that couldn't see the color clearly—a snake.

It is the devil in the Bible.

It tricked Eve into eating the fruit of the tree of wisdom, and let Eve give it to Adam to eat; then the two were expelled from the Garden of Eden and exiled to the earth, where human beings took root and multiplied.

The snake was cast into hell and cursed to walk on its belly and eat dust forever.The children of the women will strike it on the head, and it will bruise their ankles.

Samael didn't want me to conflict with God again, so he chose to fall to the bottom of hell on that day, and the light no longer protected him, even though he never betrayed this heaven.

The so-called belief in angels is something so pure and frightening.

Before Samael left, I knocked him unconscious, cut my own wrist, dipped my blood and drew a magic circle on his hand. It was a magic circle that could open a protective barrier, but its most important ability It’s communication, it will automatically ask Bo Yi for help when Samael is in danger—I know Samael’s character, half of him is a devil, but he never thinks he is really a devil; he will not fight with hell Anyone who joins them will not ally with them, so he is destined to be targeted.

Only Silkie can disguise himself as an angel to protect him, and Silkie's wings are flowing light without any trace of a fallen angel.

Then I went to the Lord.

Neither of us spoke, I pushed open the door of the bathroom in the temple, undressed, and called him: "Come, I said I would take a bath with you."

The Lord stood at the door and looked at my body openly.I have trained my muscles with the devil for 5000 years, and I have all kinds of explosive strength, endurance and toughness. I am still confident in my body.But there is no lust || desire in his eyes, more obsession.

Then he shook his head and said with a smile, "You owe me, so you can't pay it back so soon."

"Whatever you want." I stepped into the bath by myself and dived underwater. The Lord sat by the bath and looked at me like a prince looking at a mermaid.He grabbed my hand and shook it in the water. His white hair fell into the water and floated up like a handful of silk.

"These three worlds are all yours." He looked at me and suddenly said what he said long ago when we were in the Great Sept, "You designed all this, they are your creation. I am just a 'factory' , Lucifer."

"But you are a god." I floated up and pulled his fingers away, "You are the god of this world."

"What do you want to say, so what if I am a god, you are as unique as a god, you—"

"I'm not using this as a reason to reject you, Lord," I cupped his face and said softly, "It's just that you should have your own place, you should be high above the clouds, and you should be the true faith of the Three Realms. It's yours, and I can't take it away."

"why?"

"Because you are the Lord."

"...Then, the current situation is roughly like this."

The enchantment was wrapped around them, and a blue light was rippling in the room. Yanar looked at the three lieutenants in front of him. This was destined to be a meeting that no fifth person in the entire heaven could understand, "Jeremiah, your subordinates will become Vanguard, you must pay attention to their safety. Azazel——your task is the most unfair, if—”

"Sir, actually I just want to ask one thing." The brown-haired angel smiled and asked indifferently, "Why don't you do it yourself? This is an opportunity for His Highness to pay attention to you."

Yanar just looked at him, but didn't answer.The angel stuck out his tongue and turned to the last person in the room, "So, my dear betrayer, what do you think?"

"It's so troublesome..." The last person stretched his waist, and looked sleepily at his chief, "You know, I hate trouble the most..."

"Belia." Yanar called softly.

"Ah, ah, there is no other way, I always have to respond to your wishes. I'm not that idiot Azazel..." Azazel gave him a sharp look, "If you are really sure that it will happen These, if you really want to do this—you haven’t moved for so long, and you’ve accumulated a lot of energy, I’m afraid this heaven won’t be enough for me, Commander-in-Chief.”

"If it's too much fun, I'll take the shot." Yarnar didn't leave any room for him, "Compared to making trouble in heaven, you know what the Angel Legion is better at."

Beria lowered his head, but his eyes seemed to be looking at the distant hell. When he looked up again, there was an almost distorted smile on his face, "So, sir, when will you come? I can't wait."

"This is a sign...for God to prepare for us."

"Your Highness." Sariel was lying beside me. He was not completely relaxed, as limp as a boneless one, so that this posture looked awkward, "Can you lend me something?"

"what?"

"Teleportation Array."

I turned to look at him, and I wouldn't have been surprised if it had been Gabriel who said it, but now it was Sariel who said it.Sariel never borrowed anything from me—he was always respectful and polite to me.

"Do you want to see Samuel?"

Sariel lowered her head, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers.I copied a set of button teleportation arrays for him, without asking any more questions.I knew he might want more than that - but I didn't doubt him.

I believed that he would not harm me, and everything that happened afterwards proved that he did not harm me.

They didn't hurt me, they prepared everything for me in secret, they guarded my seat, whether I was in heaven or hell.

Sariel walked along the promenade of the headquarters of the Angel Army. The promenade was covered with formations to prevent eavesdropping and block foreign enemies. His eyes widened slightly, and his gaze swept over the part where the magic power was gathered. To distinguish which magic circle the intersecting lines belong to, only a line of different thicknesses can be seen.He held up Yanar's token, passed through the guards of the angels, and turned straight into the house that Yanar had commanded.

There was only darkness in the room. He closed the door tightly, opened the barrier, groped along the wall to a small groove, and put the button of the teleportation array into the groove with subtle movements.An enchantment formation was immediately triggered, wrapping the buttons inside. He continued to walk along the wall, circled the room, and left through the original door.Cold sweat drenched his palms, and just thinking that it might be God watching him when he did this—he felt his blood congeal and burn.

Not long after he left, Beria came to this room, circled the wall as before, and took away the teleportation array.

"It's been hard work," Yanar said to him at the end of the previous meeting, "you...you've worked hard."

"Actually, you don't need to do this... In the end, we all chose it ourselves, we chose one of the two paths." Beria whistled, "For the good of God and for the good of His Highness... …Ah, that’s right, in fact, like that idiot Jeremiah, I’m more inclined to do it for your own good, you are my boss..."

He paused, clenched the teleportation array wrapped in the barrier in his pocket, his eyes were clear.

Volume II BC