The Land of Nihility

Much to your dismay, that was all that I can recall.

Everything else is white! The clear blue sky is a clean canvas to laugh at anything you ever doubted.

Not able to fathom how many times It lulled over me:

That I feel more attached to Aziel more than the rest of the others.

"He fell at full tilt yet it was elegant?"

It is what I can say. What I think Aziel would have felt. Or what I judged that myself would have felt.

But as I continued to recall my dreams... Angels are like the moon:

"They only show you one of their sides."

—Their most dominant trait.

Aziel's case was...

It was, "The embodiment of his own divinity, almost similar to the Heavenly God, a sacred light."

—Of hope and new beginnings.

Conceivably, he must have desired to show his acceptance of their defeat.

Even at his fall, his faith in the Heavenly God is supreme!

He trusted or might be blinded?

"Surrendering his all as he shall soon prepare for the riot to begin."

Anyway, as I was saying...

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When the highest of the angels fell it created hesitation among the lesser angels.

He is their guide.

Because of him, they could have the strength to battle the opposing mortals and beings.

—a sturdy pillar that offered substantial support with just his presence alone.

All the angels tearfully demurred at the sight of Aziel falling from the sky. They lost their virtue, afraid—reluctant to fight.

Still wanted to uphold the Heavenly God's command.

But could not marshal any brave counter against their impending demise.

In their wake of indecisiveness, Balgra Kazta boldly ushered his renewed stance,

"BEHOLD! BEINGS OF EARTH! I, THE ASPECT OF VENGEANCE SHALL LEAD YOU TO FREEDOM!"

Like the locusts always used and depicted to plague nations and kingdoms by the Heavenly God's divine hands every time he delivered punishment, so do the beings of the earth flew high above the heights of the clouds as plagues—bedeviled, craving to torment their captors!

It was their turn to avenge their forsaken lands.

Alikeness to the Locusts, they were coiled together in a single formation.

Then suddenly, a loud noise erupted! As if responding to Balgra Kazta's call,

"ROOAAAAR!" Shouted the Red dragon!

—It covered the sky in darkness as it flew surpassing Zathamada, the tallest mountain of which is the closest way to enter the Heavenly Gates.

Meanwhile, Golems turned their eyes towards the Heavenly gates, and the Primordials used their powers to create a path for both the mortals and the other creatures who joined the fray.

Speaking about a path, as the old saying goes:

"When you walk on a ground, that ground becomes a path."

"The path you walked on, then becomes a trail."

When Blagra Kazta ascended to heaven, that created a stair for others to climb.

Those who climbed that stair, they who followed the aspect of vengeance, these beings of the earth who fought the Angels...

They faced the Heavenly Gates with different intentions.

Some are pure in their intentions, some with greed in their eyes, some just following the crowd.

Their appearance is like the appearance of horses; And like war horses, so they vigorously run.

—Wild as a beast!

With a noise as of chariots...

They leap on the tops of earth, like the crackling of a flame of fire consuming the stubble, like the mighty warriors arranged for battle.

Amidst this chaos, Aziel is falling faster. His descent spiraled—collecting gusts of wind!

His emotions at that time and thoughts felt so close to mine!

It beheld me,

'That I almost mistook myself like him?'

Aziel sensed his neck muscles straining whilst his three heads arched back jointly.

And I almost burst out laughing as I watched.

'His three heads formed a line like the three dots in an ellipsis.'

His torso was no longer there, anchoring his legs to the ground.

"Where even were his legs?"

His eyes were now open all the way like someone was prying his eyelids apart.

He did not have any recollection of what happened earlier.

"How he was stabbed?"

"Why is that move similar to a snake?"

—slithered silently, waited patiently, its blade was like a serpent's tongue occasionally flicking out to taste the fear in the air.

Until...

One chance gave Balgra an opening to thrust and pierce Aziel!

'That spear managed to penetrate through his shield!'

"But all of that did not matter."

Right now, I feel at peace... I meant that Aziel felt relieved for some reason.

Now that he is calm, he attempted to contort his body to a position where he could turn his head to see what was beneath him—or if there was anything beneath him.

Aziel could suddenly see his legs. They were rising!

His two feet were like two kites on his thin, wiry legs: it slowly rose in front of him, and above his head.

There was his abdomen, splayed out ahead of him. He was unable to make out the edges of his waist because the fluttering of his armor went against the surge of wind.

As he fell, realization had dawned.

I could feel nothing under him. Even the air was nowhere. His hands were flapping by his side,

—Two noodles he had no control of.

The Highest of the Angels fell like a shooting star!

His chest tightening, breath speeding, yet he was still graceful as he gently closed his eyes shut— bracing for impact.

He was powerless versus gravity; falling...

*Booom!*

—Like a cannonball was released!

He finally landed on the earth and a crater was formed where his figure had plummeted.

The other spirits who never joined the war exclaimed in hoarse voices, saying,

"How the Great and Mighty have fallen!" But Aziel ignored them.

Although wincing from pain, he silently looked around and saw that it was an island. Neither do the strange plants and unfamiliar landscape scared him, nor do the enthusiastic shade of orange that the sky was, made him uncomfortable.

'It is like his earlier defeat did not happen.'

"He just strolled around carefully."

Not because he did not felt anything, but because he felt remorse for his failure to stop Balgra Kazta.

So his feet walked through the sands.

And even if he did felt guilty, his pride as the Head Seraph did not allow him.

—His hope...

—His firm faith...

"Along with his endless devotion to the Heavenly God."

...is enough to calm his throbbing heart.

But this day, or the following days, he would never have imagined that his faith shall be tested. It was the time when even the Highest among the Angels conceded at the greatest temptation of the earth...

...The death of Old is about to end, yet Aziel as the leader of Angel's realm is nowhere to be found.

Gone is his divinity.

Gone is his power to manifest his own material vessel.

Just him as an ordinary spirit of light.

Strangely, I know why he is restricted.

He is at the island called "Arcadia."—The Land of Nihility!