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Godnet - Valkyrie Protocol

After the betrayal of Luciferel, and having to deal with the Nephilim problem God made a few changes to how Heaven was run. Time does not quite flow the same in Heaven, so God was able to draw inspiration from millennia of human history. In the end, God chooses to structure things like a mega-corporation with him as the CEO and his archangels acting as department heads. To keep the threat of another angel rebellion to a minimum, every few years the angels would be ordered to change departments. To ensure that things ran smoothly and that the communication between departments happened in a timely fashion a Heaven-wide internet was established called Godnet. Due to an accident caused by mistaken identity, John Smith was killed by an angel on her first day in the Department of Death. By the time she released her mistake, it was far too late to "just" put him back in his own body. In an effort to correct her mistake the angel tried to have John Smith be reborn in the universe she originally was supposed to have a John Smith die in. The Angel was originally in IT for Godnet so she thought that it would be not too difficult to hide her little oops by altering a few records. However, she got a call from Upper Management during the process of having John be reborn. Figuring the " proper" department would step in to finish the process, the angel left to report to upper management, not wanting to receive an even bigger punishment than what she was already going to receive. In her rush to leave, she forgot to close down the connection to Godnet.

Mindviper81 · Ciencia y ficción
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Undercover Part-time guardian angel

Sipping on tea while watching beautiful women performing exotic dances became the focus of the three gentlemen's attention after a deal was struck and sealed with a handshake.

Zeph found it beyond ironic that deals between above-board executive stiffs working on behalf of major business conglomerates closed deals with mountains of paperwork and enough signatures to run a virtual pen out of digital ink, while the shadiest of those that operated in the darkest corners of Central kept it classy with a gentleman's handshake.

It made one think about who were the real snakes and devils.

*sip*

Sol had his eyes half-closed as he took in the aroma and flavor of the warm amber liquid that filled the fragile dainty porcelain cup that was covered in beautiful painted flowers.