Heaven was Gods’ greatest creations. Perfect as can be, he was blinded from the real truth by very powerful magic. He knew that this would happen and in trusted his son to the throne and made him king of Heaven and the Universe. This displeased the magic users, so they set up an alliance with the Dark Angels and decided to over throw the Son. The Magic Users and Dark Angels needed there own leader. They choose a dark angel named Lucifer. Lucifer was not just any dark angel but the most powerful angel of all. He was in charge of leading all the other angels.
There were three different races that lived in Heaven the White Angels they fallowed God and worshiped him for all his glory for creating them and all that was around them. Most of the White Angels live in the High Palace and there are some that moved to different lands to hold the balance of power in Heaven. The Dark Angels were once White Angels but thought differently about God, they saw him as having all the power and they didn’t like that. They all wanted to be as powerful as God, they didn’t want to just obey and not be able to make any dissection for them self’s. The Dark Angels lived in the county side and in caves in mountains. The Magic’s were angels without wings and were able to channel there magic through there hands. The Magic’s lived all over heaven like the angels they were also a split nation, Dark and White.
Before time, the universe and earth existed, war could be heard up in the heavens. Lighting, fire, snow, rain and floods of magic gushed in to a non-existent dimension. God stood back and tried to fight the danger that would soon come to take place. Jesus led billions of White Angels in to war with three Arch Angels behind him. It was a war that would never be forgotten and would never end till an angle came home. Time went on and the war didn’t seem to let up. Both sides were at draw, one side would gain to be drawn back to there fortifications.
It seemed like the war would take place forever when God came out to his balcony and peered millions of miles away at the sight of the war. The place he called home was beginning demolished and rebuilt over and over again clouds that never existed came to appear and block the light that shone on heaven. Thousands and millions of angles died fighting for what they thought was right. God scowled and spoke in a thundering voice that shook the cosmoses. Every thing stopped in its place. Angels and Magic users froze lighting seemed to move at a snails pace instead of at the speed of light. God became air born, he floated out of the palace balcony and out over the grounds of the pure gold and silver empire that God created to make his home. Yet he saw not gold and silver that covered his home he saw pain and anger and worst of all, evil. He never sensed it before, but now that he did he hated the scent of it and wanted to vanquish it. But God knew that he himself could not destroy all that he created. He knew that evil would have to coexist for his plan of total goodness to dominate the universe.
He floated over valleys and hills that were stained dark green instead of it normal light green no more vibrant colored flowers grew. Nothing grew, the grass started to turn goldish brown, dried dirt could be seen. When the wind blew gusts of dirt would fly through the air and make al unclear.
Floating thought the air, the wind blowing his whitish silver hair and beard a side, He took hold of his staff and waved it in the air and made the dark clouds disappear. The sun shone brightly and growth immediately came to the once dry but now fertile ground. A hand rested on God’s shoulder, God put his head down. “Why?”
The first chapter in the book
The Angle that fell from Heaven
Thursday, March 1, 2007
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