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Chasing The Golden Angel

Thunder filled the earth as the winds violently swirled around the different beings. Who would have thought that the end would come so harshly and so unexpectedly. There was no peace. There was no hope. And love that could have been the last hope was doomed from the very taste of its lust. This was the race to power that even Heaven wanted to take part of. Hell, Heaven and Earth were all different in their ways of living and experiences. Finally, coming to a clash when the three become intertwined with each other. Aural Cassielle, the daughter of Heaven’s top guardian angel, a representative of Heaven clashes with the two handsome immortals, Aamon Blade, the son of hell’s top king, and Josefa Demetrio, the son of mother nature, who is half-human and half-angel. Love, greed, and power bind them together as a timer is placed to make a decision that will either save or bring ruin to one’s world.

Serial_seresposa · Fantasy
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232 Chs

Chapter Twenty-Five: Fathers POV: A Father’s Love

Song Recommended: Sinner Pt. 4 By Phora

He was in a rush and so was she. Their wings knew no bounds and they wouldn't dare stop for anyone. When they reached the very high court, he noticed the guards stand in front of them.

"Move." He commanded, giving them a look that he knew was not of a calm man. "You know that no one is to step up to Him in this way. You know he does not allow nor condone this." A guard said.

"I said. MOVE!" he commanded loudly, causing them to flinch. Reclantntly they moved out of their way and he continued heading straight to his destination. He was never one to be fueled by emotion. Never been the one to just easily let things get to his head but this time. He couldn't help it.

"Son." He heard, and instantly he felt slightly calm. They stood before him and fell to their knees. "You are my father and you know that as a father, we would do anything for our children. Even if at times they don't deserve it. " he started.

"Please bring back my daughter." He heard his wife said, her voice filled with emotion. He could feel her sorrow cause waves to run through the room. Instantly touching everyone. "She is my daughter and I would do anything for her. Forgive her please." She said.

"She was here. She was here. Not long ago and suddenly she just disappeared. I just want her here and safe. I want her happy. I want her with us. With me and my wife. Father, she has done no wrong before. Yet she faces wrath that is usually given to those who have committed worse offenses."

"All offenses are measured the same." He said, his voice booming throughout the room. "Yes they are but all I ask for is a way to bring her back. Give me a mission. Give her a mission. One that has never been completed before and I am sure she will be able to.

If I must do it myself I will but all I ask of you is a way for my daughter to return home. Have we all not deserved a second chance?" he asked, "Father please!" he begged.

He watched Father stand, giving him a certain look that he couldn't read. His eyes pure white as he stepped forward, stretching out his hand towards him. blinking rapidly, he took the hand and was helped up.

When both he and his wife were standing, he walked back to his seat and let out a sigh. "Decades ago, something strange was brought to my attention. Though I am all-knowing, I prefer to let everyone think I don't know certain things. Certain arrangements and dealings.

I prefer to let them think that power is what they have and that no one else will obtain it. That way when the pots have been stirred well when everything is dished out, they will see whether or not they deserve to eat in a bowl that is fulfilling or not.

One of your brothers was on the earth and he came to me urgently. Knowing that if he didn't, power would get to his mind and fill his heart with greed. Something that was never created before and was not formed by me. Yet it had the power that was close to me." he said and he opened his hand.

Allowing us to see a spark reveal itself before fully shaping itself. When it was fully manifested, our eyes grew wide with curiosity and our eyebrows creased in confusion. It was a gold feather and no one had ever seen one.

Some fallen angels that had still kept their wings, had feathers which were the color of black and white. The angels were full white and the demons who were ranked high had full black.

Never had one seen gold wings.

"A new creation that no one had ever seen. We had decided to keep it secret and allow one to search secretly for this specific angel but no one found him or her. This feather has been placed in the hands of those who are sick and possessed.

We've even placed it in the hands of angels. Those with dark desires and so many other possessions hidden it was all revealed. I asked someone to create a weapon using just a part of it… instead of testing it myself, I trusted that angel. That angel died.

If you can find the golden angel, I will wipe everything that has happened concerning your daughter. And let her back in without a second thought. That is your daughter's mission because it is her spirit that seeks mercy. Not yours.

You may go to earth with your wife, find her and tell her what is required. But be careful because as soon as you land and someone from Lucifers ruling finds out. She won't be the only one searching for that angel." he said and they instantly nodded and hurried out.

A part of them hoping that their daughter would survive this kind of mission.

He looked at the angel at his side and gestured at him to come closer. "Father…" he whispered. "Follow them, and keep an eye on the girl at all times. Don't be discovered, do we understand?"

"Yes father, what of her personal angel?" the guard asked, "Tell him to return, they will be no need." He said.