[Comprehensive British and American] Raphael refuses to go home

Have you ever seen war?

The howling shells dragged a long light to cut through the darkness, and the bullets shot out from every dark corner, thick smoke and chaos everywhere.The entanglement of baggage carts and artillery carts added to the chaos.Horses also jumped up, people trampled on the wounded, and there were screams all over the ground. ([France] Hugo: "247" pp. 248-[-])

The BAUs, Rick and others looked up at the sky. There were no flying iron pieces or cracked metal above their heads. There was no roar of explosion or sound of breaking through the air.The world is very quiet, like day and night, quietly, only the rush of the river in the distance can be heard.

However, such a quiet world is filled with bright red blood, and the rich atmosphere of war fireworks gathers in the air, which is suffocating: "This is... war?" All Rhett's imagination of "Apocalypse" can only stay In the books that came on horseback and got above the four horsemen.

"I don't know." The 'Apocalypse' that the Winchester brothers have seen is just the prelude to the war, the preheating that has not yet kicked off.At that time, dark clouds gathered between the sky and the earth, thunder was shining, the dark breath overflowed from the ground, and the sticky smell of blood permeated the earth, but it was not like it is now - black and white are distinct.

The sky is divided in two by an invisible line, one side is black and the other is white.In the white sky, you can see the shining stars, and you can see the golden yellow rolling like the waves of autumn wheat.But the black side is like the sea, dark and full of deep meaning, like a volcano ready to explode, just waiting for a little spark to fall.

"I suddenly feel that it is a miracle to be alive today." Standing beside Sam, Dean looked at the artistic atmosphere in front of him, which was like an oil painting by an artist, but would never appear in the real world, enjoying himself while suffering Said, "Look, after all that's been through, it's still pretty good."

"This is simply..." JJ couldn't help exclaiming, and even Huo Qi, who had always been as stable as a rock, changed his face at this moment.At this moment, what Gabriel said before leaving seemed to be casual, but it reminded the BAUs like a curse that they were still in the game at this moment and had not left——

They can see scenery that ordinary people cannot see, and they will never forget the scenery in their lives.

The simultaneous appearance of day and night in the sky in front of my eyes, the stars in the day and the clouds in the night, is an honor that only the 'Apocalypse' can see.As those days said, what they can see is a miracle that they have never encountered in their entire lives, and it is an existence that is rarer than mirages and auroras.

In the boundary between black and white, stand two angels.

One is holding a red flame long sword, and behind him is a pair of pure white wings that can 'block out the sun'. Those wings seem to be shaking with the wind, and the white light of the wings is reflected into a faint red under the crimson flames. .But the other angel who dissolves in the darkness is only controlling his human skin, stepping on the pale mist, and confronting him quietly.

"You are still the same, Mike." Lucifer looked at his brother standing not far away, at the flame sword in his hand that had stood in front of them as a 'protection', "although it is very clichéd, but the way humans greet Not out of date: how have you been recently?" He raised the corners of his mouth with a friendly smile.

However, such a friendly smile that was too 'Lucifer' style did not make Michael feel at ease.In fact, his nerves tensed up visibly with the naked eye, and the glory representing strength gathered towards him: "Give up, Lucy." Michael held his flaming sword tightly, "Turn back while you can."

"Look back?" There was a smile on the corner of 'Sam''s mouth, "After so many centuries, you are still so naive and boring, Michael." There is no nostalgia in the eyes, some are just for strangers Cold and guarded, "You still haven't grown up, Michael, you're still that little angel leaning on your father's arms holding candy."

They all knew it was just a metaphor, but none of them could find an excuse to refute it, or laugh out loud.

"Luci, we don't have to end up like this." Michael's voice was still the same without ups and downs, but Lucifer, who knew Michael too well, heard despair and pleading in it, "For those who are lower than us Dueling creatures, dueling for souls that don't matter..."

"Ha!" Lucifer sneered, "Now you think the Messiah is not important?" He couldn't forget when he stood up and questioned God, when he looked back full of expectations, hoping that his brothers would support him , what you see when you look back is only the low and restrained glory.

Listening to Lucifer's questioning, Michael looked into the dark eyes of 'Sam', trying to see the stars he was familiar with from behind these strange eyes: "We don't have to end like this, Lucy." His voice contained With a pleading that he didn't even realize, no, maybe he realized it, but he just didn't want to change anything.

"We have lost too much, from Lafite to Gabe," Michael looked at his own stars, "Luci, can we give up all of this, whether it is the Messiah or this defeated..." He didn't finish, but Lucifer knew that the word Michael didn't say was 'heaven'.

They are no longer like, no longer appreciate, no longer nostalgic 'home'.

"We can't go back anymore," Lucifer spread out his hands, and the golden streamer gathered in his hands, "When you swung the knife at me, when we killed Raphael, and when Gabe left, We can't go back anymore." The radiance dissipated, and the gold-embedded parchment scroll appeared in Lucifer's hands.

"Are you going to betray your father, our brothers and sisters, and our... home?" Michael's expression was bitter, and he looked like he was about to cry, "Luci, we..."

Regarding Michael's persuasion, Lucifer still had the same indifferent and even cruel look: "Those are your brothers and sisters, not mine. What's more, I never abandoned heaven from the very beginning. The one who abandoned me was the one who chose to abandon me first!"

"Father never..."

"If he hadn't given up," Lucifer questioned, "then the world has become like this, and human beings are gradually going extinct. Why does he just stand by? Why do there exist one after another similar you, me, Gabriel, and even It's... Raphael, but there's only one God from beginning to end?"

His questioning was very sharp, and his expression was gradually distorted by anger: "If he never gave up, why was he able to show 'miracles' to those humans again and again, but was stingy at giving us small 'miracles'?" Anger began to burn Burning his skin, Lucifer could hear the sound of the skin breaking.

Sam Winchester's skin is the most suitable skin for Lucifer in the world, but it is only suitable.When God created angels, he did not give them a body to accommodate them. They are a mass of energy, a mass of hot energy like a flame. If they are not restrained, no object in this world can contain them.

What's more, this is the vice-lord of heaven in the past.

Uncontrollable glory overflowed from the body of 'Sam', and the silver-white mist was particularly conspicuous in the black curtain, like stars in the night sky, shining with light that could not be ignored: "If he never abandoned, then All the suffering I've been through, all the torment, all the darkness—"

Wanshu glowed gray in Lucifer's hands, and Lucifer's voice was cold: "If you never abandoned it, then what happened to our dear aunt?"

The things that all of them knew, the things that everyone could see, just understood too late.

God created angels without giving them skins or human-like comprehension.

"Mike," Lucifer looked at Michael, his black eyes were full of stars, reflecting Michael's holy white body, as if looking at others through Michael, "Mike, why have I never Have you discovered that 'belief in lies' and 'self-deception' are also virtues in you?"

More and more holy white light overflowed from the body of 'Sam', and the sky that was originally black as an abyss was shrouded by those bright light spots, dispelling the darkness and coldness.

And more light spots stayed behind Lucifer, and slowly gathered in the sky to form a pair of pure white wings that did not belong to Michael, and were even better than stars.

God said let there be light, so there was light in the world.

God gave Lucifer to his most beloved angel, whose name means—star.

Even if he fell from heaven to hell, the holy light never took back. He was always the dawn of heaven and the immortal star in the sky favored by God.It is the brilliance that has existed since the creation of the world, and it is the first and beloved child born in this world - Lucifer.

Since its birth, it has been filled with the glory of stars and never faded away.

The holy white light rose from the darkness, swept the darkness and attacked the light.

The crimson red flame spreads from the light, exaggerating the light to meet the darkness.

Tyrannical power swept across the entire sky. In a corner that no one noticed, a light blue light flashed in Henry's eyes. The dagger he was holding in his hand slipped silently into his palm, raised his arm, and stabbed at the victim. The sky attracts the unsuspecting man.

A hand appeared out of nowhere, grabbed Henry's hand, and was stopped together, as well as the dark, ominous dagger that was about to pierce Dean Winchester's heart, with black streamers lingering on it.

"What are you doing?" The man holding Henry was a short man with curly brown hair and a messy stubble. He had an ordinary face and fell into the crowd without attracting anyone's attention. "What are you doing?" What, Gabriel?" he demanded of 'Henry'.

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him who looked like a down-and-out artist, 'Henry' didn't show any fear on his face. He looked up at the man, like a broken doll, slowly opened his mouth, and a smile appeared on his face. A smile that ordinary people can't crack: "I caught you—"

"--Father."

At the same moment, the crimson sword energy and the gray light melted together, as if attracted by a magnet, they came straight to 'Henry'.

The author has something to say: Wow, it's finally here!Family ethics drama hahaha, I'm fighting to God

This article privately assumes that angels can merge into human bodies, but they must restrain their own power.As powerful as Michael or Lucifer, if you don't restrain your glory, even the skins of the Winchester brothers will be burned.It is equivalent to the mobile power supply and the original battery, which will be damaged no matter what.

Let me tell you, didn't the bed just be built a while ago, and then I got someone to fix it.Speaking of this, I have to complain about whether there is a hole in the British mind. The reason for the original bed is that there is a problem with the wooden board under the bed.The bed is the kind with a horizontal wooden railing and a mattress on it.It is very common in China, but the wooden plank of this bed can shake back and forth (just up and down) without fixing it. The procedure for repairing a bed by the British is to 'replace the old plank with a new plank'?Excuse me? ?You give me a few screws are more reliable than changing the board!

So just now, the bed collapsed again (covering my face and laughing), in the middle of the night, I sent an email to the agency, asking if I could change the bed again!I think the intermediary should know me, first for the contract and then for the bed, and then for the bed and the bed and the bed (suffocation).