CANONISM | This was not justice.

[Werew0lf 24179]

 

 

The old Holy See, near the burnt remnants of Aaun, was littered by hundreds of corpses from an ensuing battle. It was burnt, it was bloodied, with organs and viscera sprawled across each corner.

 

St. Raguel, the Aengul of Justice, stared down at its blade, covered in the blood of two nephilim, Khaz, and the An-Gho. Its eyes were wide open, for it saw something amidst a prophecy in its blade. Raguel was afraid. Blood continued to rain over the group, leaving the holy remnants of the church in a gruesome display. 

 

It remembered the death of Waldo, and the death of Ailred. Grit. Its teeth clenched violently. Fear and rage, it thought. 

 

The following is a roleplay screenshotted from what occurred. It has been split into parts to make reading it more easier.

 

PART 1 - 

The First Death

PART 2 - 

The An-Gho’s Baptism

 

PART 3 - 

The Prophecy

 

 

 

A battle commenced; it was rageful, and it was heated. In the beginning, St. Raguel had claimed the body of Ailred as his own, possessing him, and giving him newfound strengths.

 

And in the end, it was over.

 

Cradling the body of Waldo over its feathers, and witnessing Ailred turning into specks of light.

 

Raguel understood.

 

This was not justice.

 

 

[esotericas 2674]

Charlie stood in the bloodied, charred remains of a church. The teen - only just fourteen, far from grown, stared out at the bodies, and the wreckage. So many wounded, so many dead. Was this justice? They rested a hand over their once-wounded stomach, healed with Raguel's holy blessing. A contented smile crossed the mad child's face. Yes, this was justice. 

 

Charlie knelt to pick up their sword, and brushed their fingertips over the glowing petals of a rose... "The war has only begun," they murmured. 

[Javert 9615]

"This was only the beginning." Said Leonidas of Myrine who had fought side-by-side with his Patron. Despite being battered and his arm broken in the fight, Leonidas' resolve only grew stronger. His faith as a follower of GOD and of Saint Raguel only grew stronger. The Sons of Azdromoth would be brought low by the Followers of Raguel, and once more it appeared colossals would dance in the sky.

[Bethinwonderland 2213]

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[woke 1157]

 

A true depiction of Volchok, a more craggy guy now marked by the cruel kiss of Azdrazi flames, scars etching torment upon his skin. His body too weary to stir from its sorrowful rest. 😭😭

[Cheeseycereal 829]

The Akaln'riv stood like a coward, and indeed a coward she was. What honor had she ever bestowed? She didn’t merely watch—she eyed as others fell around her in battle, all because of her craven heart. She saw her friend fall, watched him meet his death.

 

"Never again," her voice echoed through the desolate halls. Now, she sat in her chair, sorrow filling her chest like a weight she could not lift.

[bumblefina 2766]

Clover, Cardinal Mount Lemon, received word some time later. She felt every muscle in her body tense and stiffen, she felt her heart seize for a moment. Breathing became difficult, and her ears pounded with the drumbeat of her heart. 

 

It had just been a mistake. She told them, it had been a mistake.

 

Now Ailred was dead.

 

How could this happen?

[Conqueror 424]

KHÂZVALIKAR's severed head rolls across the church floor, the rest of his armored body clatters to the ground the opposite direction, soon followed the innocent An-Gho's. Hopefully this was the irony, the wake up call to his Brothers, that the Church's sin far surpasses that of the Ordo Nephilim's supposed, accused own.

 

That is the thing though...

 

It won't.

[kujo_ 2510]

Father Willem prays for the dead, man and beast alike.

[Jentos 9422]

Red blood stained the baptismal pool. The blood of the baptised.

 

 

[Xarkly 17299]

 

The Second Messenger stirred within its carrier.

 

The time was not yet right.

 

But it was close.

[DancingZebra267 1626]

Vincenzo stood silently, his eyes fixed on the angel as it lifted Waldo's body toward the Seven Skies. A solemn reverence washed over him, and he whispered, "May you rejoice with the ancestors, brother. My journey is not yet complete, but one day, I too shall join you when my time comes."

 

He then turned his gaze back to Leonidas, a fierce resolve igniting within him. "GOD is good, GOD is merciful," he murmured, his voice carrying the weight of sorrow and unwavering conviction. "But the sons of Azdromoth will face GOD's wrath. Deus Magnus."

[kindEmperor 1466]

"The taste of my brothers slain was bitter; yet after the first- No, after the third strike upon your dogs, I felt relieved.
Justice teemed my breath and I blew it across your Holy SEE."

So stated Azlihessan. He witnessed one brother being beheaded swiftly; he held himself together mildly as his eyes secretly wept.
Yet as he watched his prophet hacked at, his head sawed off. - This he could not let go, this he would remember. A great crime. A murder.
He returned to Tor'Praeth as he and his party of kin and heralds took vengeance upon their own steel, not a wound upon his armour, yet a cut within his mind was sure to exist.

[Wavey 2568]

The news reached the southern jungles at a quickening pace. The Cardinal of the south was made aware of the passing of his kin from the north. His brother in faith. Suddenly, the Cardinal's cane was not needed as he made his way towards the Cathedral of the Holy Supernals; for his will to fight for his brethren was enough.

"First a prayer. Then the brandishing of my halberd. All who harm my brethren and the flock shall face the LORD's justice. Mercy shall not be afforded to the ones who relish the blood of my flock, nor to the ones who cause their deaths." The words uttered were laced with the sharp tinge of the hammerhead's teeth.

Kill or be killed.

The LORD's Justice shall be done.

 

[MysticalWeasel 910]

Perched upon a stool, there sat Raphuel. His hands clasped together as he pondered. Before in a sudden motion, slammed their desk. Their ink and quill, pooling over a letter he was mid thought of composing.

"Did the Lord God not scream out in anger when Owyn slayed his repentant brother! No angel would repeat the mistakes of man..." 

 

Edited September 26, 2024 by MysticalWeasel