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The angel stood, cupping their gown...they could not look at their father who sat menacingly uptop a cloudy throne of gold. his long Ivory hair being softly brushed by his attendants. The Child named Dei is being sent on a mission today...
Their father commanded a servant to bring over a tray holding a scroll of gold " This scroll describes in detail what you need to find on earth and how to return back." he spoke with a tone that felt as if the sun was right next to you. loud and commanding of those around it. "Do NOT open it until you reach the checkpoin t." he said loudly
But Dei was determined to prove themselves, everyday they'd hide behind pillars holding back tears as they listened to the whispers of their elders.
"They're so small! By the time I was that age I had wings that would stretch across three corridors!" one servant whispered to her friend.
"I heard that they don't even compare to our Father! their so weak that even a pesky devil would swallow them." Their teacher mournfully groaned.
It hurt; every word felt like they were stabbed 23 times. But today Dei was determined to prove themselves to their father and everyone who serves under them in heaven!
They bowed to their father, "Yes, I will come back with the requested items; and prove to you what I can do." They ran out of the throne room, a small smile gracing their features. but they didn't catch the words of their God- their father...
" Let's hope they don't return, for the world below is full of sins ."
A servant who was feeding him stopped and asked, "Oh but why father?" He asked feeding him bread.
The God Dumnezeu laughed; it bellowed throughout the room " That thing is too weak to be called one of God's children ." he waved off the other servants "They are too small, too young, too weak ! send them down with the mortals; was my thought. "
The servant laughed "You are very merciful Father." he sat down a golden platter "But where did you send them?"
God speared a glance at the servant "Twisted Wonderland."