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This was bad. Really bad. Not only he's now being held over a shoulder like a sack of potatoes, he was being lead towards the Gate of Heaven, also known as the MOUTH OF THE FUCKING BEAST.
Despite everything, living in hell is not that bad compared to whatever happens to hellborn and fallen angels (which he was mistaken as) behind the closed gates. For all he knows, he might be tortured there. And he hates pain.
He tried to kick the guy and yell, not bothering to keep up the facade of an angelic being around the kid anymore. Unfortunately, this perticular angel was really fucking strong.
He started kicking again, but this time something inside the guy snapped. He grabbed Dazai's legs in place so hard, brunette almost yelped. "Can ya stop fuckin' movin'? I'm tryin' to do somethin' here." He said, abandoning the facade as well. Despite everything, Dazai couldn't ignore how the Ginger's accent got stronger every time he got pissed off. Where did he even acquire such accent? Are there different parts of Heaven where people speak differently? Or is it a concious choice?
Dazai was about to ask all those questions, when he felt himself being suddenly acceldrated. THE GUY WAS FLYING UP.
If someone started screamjng like a little girl, it for sure wasnt him. It was the child, who was definitely not laughing the best time of his afterlife.
When they finally landed at the gates of Heaven, The Brunette was wheezing. "You could've at least warned me..."
The other guy smirked. "Serves ya right."
"Fuck you.
"Right back at ya."
They approached the Gate, and an Angel in golden armor, similar to the one that Ginger was wearing but with more coverage, stepped closer and blocked the entrance.
"Chuuya Nakahara" Ah, so that's his name. "Who are you bringing in throuhg The Heavenly Gates?" Guard questioned.
"A lost child's soul and a fallen angrl i encountered. I wasn't sure what i was supposed to do with him."
Thr guard barely looked at the kid, who was visibly nervous. Not only did he not understand why was everyone mean to the angel with black wings, evergone here was so cold towards him. He was hiding behind Nakahara's leg.
"Put the Demon down."
Dazai instantly felt himself get thrown on the ground. He looked up to see the Guard lean over him, inspecting him.
"Hm... I don't remeber hearing about any Fallen Angels like you. You're either an extremely old Fallen Angel... or you slipped through the cracks."
Dazai grinned. One part wanted him to make a joke out of it, another one wanted him to lie and another one wanted him to say the truth.
"Say, Demon. What is the case?"
Before he could open his mouth, Ginger spoke for him. "This guy will lie anyways. I saw him with the kid. He has a nasty silver tongue."
Dazai grinned. He decided to proove Nakahara right.
"I am the son of Lucifer himself, you see!" He laid on the ground made out of clouds. "He cast me away from his palace in hell, and now im wanderimg the place in between, ah my life is such a tragedy!"
Both of the angels looked at Dazai with the same, umimpressed expression.
The Guard sighed. "I'll just take him to the Seraphims, maybe they'll know what to do. Yoy should tale the kid to whatever place so he can get ready for the trial he an away from."
Well shit. Now, he was going to be judged by Seraphims. Thats bad. Very bad.
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He couldn't believe it. He was the one he found the Fallen Angel and even so, he was tasked with getting the child ready. Whatever, its fine. Everything's fine. He'll do it like the good angel he is and then ask around to see whag happened with The Demon.
"...Why was everyone so mad at the Black Winged Angel...?" The little boy who was still clinging to Chuuya's leg asked.
"Well, He was actually a bad person. He tried to take you to hell."
"But... he seemed nice."
"Just because someone seems nice, it doesn't mean they are. The faster you learn it, the better."
"So... is trusting you or the other Angels a bad thing?"
There was long silence after this question. Be should tell the standard thing Angels are taught to say. "You can trust everyone here! We're in Heaven, Paradise! There's no lies, no deception, no sadness here!" but deep inside, he knew it's not true. As long as all of the humans who wenr fo heaven are trustworthy and genuienly good people, the same thing can't be said about Heaven born. You can find truly power hungry, deceptive and evil creatures here. After all, if you never felt pain in your life, you are sure to be spoiled.
So he said something else. "I believe that you shouldn't trust people blindly, Ron. They should earn it."
"Okay, Chuuya sir." The boy said quietly, considering the Angel's words.
After a while of silence, they finally arrived at the Sheep HQ