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04-16-03
The Christ’s time came. The messiah time was called. The final war of time began. The sides had been started. On the side of good, there was God and Jesus, then there disciples. On the side of evil, you had the massively powerful demon the Devil. You had the trickster and enchanter Satan. And you had the fallen angel Lucifer, the prosecutor against humanity. They declared war and God said yes. All the power of God was now focused around the Christ. This is the shit hole for us at Mystical. Reinforcements were not going to be coming anytime soon. The remaining forces were offered the choice to leave and fight in heaven in the Holy war, or to stay and defend the home of many of us. I had been around for about, well, a very long time. Me and Rachel had been together for a century and she was my caretaker for much longer than that. But evil was conquering all the lands of the world. I decided to defend my home, my life, my love and all my friends. I fought hordes of demons. I watched all my friends die. "Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping, waiting, and though unwanted, unbidden,
it will stir. Open it's jaws, and howl. It speaks to us, guides us. Passion rules
us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our
finest moments. The joy of love, the clarity of hatred, and the ecstasy of grief.
It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we can live without passion, maybe
we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and
dank. Without passion, we'd be truly dead." - Angel |