Azaziel

In the Beginning, there was Light, and from that Light were born sentient beings called Angels. They dwelt in the Light, and made it their home, the Realm of Gaia. Then the world began to change, and it was feared that the Light could go out entirely. The wise Angels whom were called the Archalai debated for six days and nights, and it was decreed that the essence of the Light, the very life force of the Angels, would be encased in an Orb and entrusted to the care of the Seraphim for safekeeping... It was a mistake. *           *           * And on the seventh day, war besieged Elysium in a halo of black wings. Azaziel ascended skyward, lance in left hand to meet the onslaught of Guardian Angels. A spinning arc sent his bladed edge in a bloody spiral, piercing angelic flesh with a powerful wing-strafe. Their helmed leader dove in for a killing blow, but Azaziel’s aura pulsed neon, fraying bea...