[Video | UN: threewings]

[heavenfell]

[A bright, blinding light fills the sky. After a moment, the outline of six big wings can be seen against the horizon before the owner of said wings...falls. She hits the ground, leaving an obvious dent in the pavement.]

Returned...? [Her voice is remarkably unfazed.] Setsuna...is dead? [That must be the case. Otherwise, why would she be...here?] The cycle has been broken. I am myself again.

[She sits up and looks at the sky, her expression conflicted. She touches her abdomen, closing her eyes.]

He is with me.

[Brushing off the rubble, she stands up and extends her wings to their full extent - and, then, as soon as they are fully visible, they begin to fade.]

Quarantine, I am the Organic Angel Alexiel and I require information. Tell me everything you know about the moon.

[Her gaze falls on the recording device and she picks it up, blowing the dust off of the screen.]

Do not fear me. I have no desire to harm you. [She cares deeply for humanity in actuality.] How can I help?

Comments

[11calls]

To control them, and to turn them into surrogates.

[heavenfell]

Demons who possess children are nothing but cowards.

[11calls]

They're nothing but monsters.

[heavenfell]

Maybe. I'm not good at giving up on anyone.

[11calls]

I don't know if I think people who prey on children like this should be saved.

[heavenfell]

I must agree, though I am fond of some demons.

[11calls]

So they're not all evil then?

[heavenfell]

I don't believe so. Some of them are brave and loyal.

[11calls]

Really? Demons?

[heavenfell]

There is a race that resided in the upper levels of hell. They are technically demons, but they are more like humans. I am fond of them.

[11calls]

How many levels of hell are there in your world? Is it like Dante with the seven levels there?