Seven angels cast out of heaven. Seven angels deprived of existance. As their sould one by one were cleansed and deleted of all memory and feeling they returned and were given a second chance.
Setting:Tower of light, built by ancient demons of hell as an attempt to be closer to a higher supreme being. The sky shines with a reddish glow and the heat stays at a constant of 120 degrees.
At the top of the tower of light, where the final angel had been slain stood an old grey demon of 74. In his right hand was the body of a specialized sickle with an oversized blade and his body was cloaked in a bright white hooded coat. He removed his hood to reveal silverish dreads, which reflected the glow of the sky. His pale red eyes clouded with emptiness as he stared up into the sky. " You shall rest in these ruins until my replacement comes for you" He said, dropping his blade onto the stone roof of the tower. A small tremor turned into A tremendous quake as the tower collapsed and fell to the earth. The demon had dissapeared in the ruined piles of stone however the blade got stuck in a stone slab and was there to remain.
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