A combination of Greystone and tiled exquisite marble constructed the Imperator Atrium as it emphasized the beauty of Heaven Country Decadia. Decadia was one of the strongest cities, adjacent to its capital city Manuheim, of the Heaven World. The Imperator Atrium was the center for angel warriors. Its backyard sprawled acres of training ground for aspiring angels and second and third-ranking angels. The front yard, like most other grandiose structures, manicured a precarious landscape of flowers, palms, and fountains. Viriel sauntered inside the Atrium, his face plastered with worry. His depressed feelings were compensated by the strong but harmonious scent of flowers and oil that heaved the atmosphere. But even so, this meeting might be the end of his career as an angel warrior. The angel walked past towering statues of fallen heroes from the first Realm Wars of Heaven and Hell. He could still feel their intimidating presence even though they were already composed of carved marble
“Who are you guys?” This was the first statement Officer Sho asked his rescuers. They already escaped the hospital and the Officer knew the Hospital escape routes and passed along emergency exits that only hospital staff knew. He had experienced a hostage case Tsengshe hospital and the first thing they assessed was the building's blueprints and exit points. They exited the Hospital a few minutes before the place was surrounded by his fellow officers. The police officer settled himself in the back passenger seat of the car and Dreygo was in front. Officer Sho was heavily gasping for air. He knew that the Triad won’t stop if he was dead. Typically, Triads did not like Officers with unshaken integrity or it might spark something motivational for other police officers to do the same. Hence, bribery in the police force would be a great predicament for underground activities. “I am Elaine, and this is Dreygo,” Elaine replied. Her voice was soft, trying to soothe the shocked officer. “Wh
Fish Coast, Tsi Luen City, Cheena, Earth *** In the largest fish port of Tsi Luen, the Zi Lok clan had converted an abandoned warehouse into a drug operation made subtle as a fish business a front. There were hundreds of forced slaves inside the facility and ten armed Demon thugs. The moon was high and the place was quiet, only small distant fish port lamps gave the environment faint illumination. A perfect time to attack stealthily. They planned to take down demon thugs one by one from outside and then push inside. Viriel had taken his matters to Azakiel and looked for him for confrontation. Hence, they could not rely on the Angel momentarily. Elaine positioned herself on top of a crane, seven hundred meters from the facility. She had her sniper rifle and settled herself stable, digging her eyes into the sniper scope. Sweat drenched her forehead as nervousness mixed with immense worry loomed but she disregarded her pessimism. Hunting was her wild hobby when her father was still
That cold stare from a traitor had boiled the Harbinger, such a high and mighty being stoop so low. Being a traitor was beyond reason, especially if you are serving the Heavenly Supreme. The heat from the pyre behind their backs grew hotter as Azakiel's aura outwardly grew. The Harbinger knew that his current power level could not par a ranking angel but fear never visited him. He would any adversary in front of him. But having second thoughts, Dreygo was hesitant to attack. He surveyed escape routes by only using his peripherals. Even so, escaping an angel would be stupid. He could only run and hide while the angel could fly. “Is he one of us?” Officer Sho asked Dreygo. "Unfortunately, not," Dreygo responded. "Dreygo Mondus, Harbinger of Lith under the wing of Demon Lord Gluttony, Ashmoth. I now sentence you your death." The angel taunted as he ambled closer to them. Suddenly, the breeze bit their skin and the atmosphere became heavy. The harbinger was not sure if it was the n
“How did you find me?” Azakiel asked, he scowled from an expressionless face. “My two friends here prayed for me. The girl is a prophetess, his connection to me is stronger, stronger than cellular phones.” Viriel responded with a hint of humor. "You are in a losing team, Viriel. Even with a prophetess with you. Kragus employs the oldest among the prophetess." Azakiel struck a smile but the worry was still on his expression. “Why did you side with Kragus, Azakiel?” Viriel asked. His voice was still calm, trying not to provoke a fight against the other angel. “I grew tired of watching these humans prosper and sin grows wildly. These humans deserve a lesson and suffer punishment. I could not understand why Arkeus did not invoke a global cleanse to create a world anew, free from sin.” Azakiel said. “It is true. Sin is growing but it does not give Kragus and his minions the right to destroy the world. Genocide is not always the answer Azakiel, you know that. Sins will grow back with pr
Tsi Luen City Outskirts, Cheena, Earth *** Officer Sho laid out a map on the table, and across him were Dreygo and Elaine. There were a lot of empty chairs in the said pub which allowed them to discuss matters without possible prying eyes. Hanging lights gave illumination to the place and four ceiling fans gave little air circulation. Each one of them had a beer in their hand - a simple celebration of a successful attack. They were sure that Zi Lok’s operations had made uncomfortable adjustments to compensate for their loss and lost a significant number of slaves. Human trafficking was hard to come by. The officer could imagine Chien Sung, Zi Lok’s leader, face upon the knowledge of his major moneymaker burned to ashes. There were possibilities that they had to move their operations to another city but it would take time for them to recuperate. Viriel had to be present in Palpines as to avoid suspicion from the higher-ups. But at the same time, monitor Azakiel's movement if possib
“Get to the car. Fast!” Dreygo screamed at both Elaine and Officer Sho. They saw Dreygo’s eyes widen in fear. Dreygo had known about this kind of demon, they forced themselves to take over hosts and turned into mindless monsters in the process. Kragus may have orchestrated these possessions to create a larger army. Summoning these demons would give a heavy toll to the Hell God, considering the portal restrictions, a particular spell should be used. But these were different than the demons. Monster as they were, they growled with hunger, salivated at the first sight of their prey, and had no full control of their souls. They were designed to wreak havoc in whatever place they are deployed. The undead demons started to sprint toward them like a pack of wolves. “Don’t look back!” Dreygo shouted to them as they were nearing their vehicle. Dreygo was behind them and the demons ran faster. One caught Dreygo’s back, a deep scratch had torn his shirt. Without hesitation, the Harbinger tu
Tsi Luen City, Cheena, Earth *** A man, in his early fifties, wearing a gray suit, perched at the edge of a sixty-story building’s roof deck. He enjoyed the strong wind that blew against his body and challenged his balance. The moon was high and bright but the stars were faintly visible caused of the polluted skies. Towering structures constricted in a populated city and various hues of lights streaked in all directions like it was always Christmas. The man inhaled the air as he had never experienced it before, although it was dusty, it was extremely better than the air in hell - the smell of blood and rotten flesh even in the cold continents. “What a great city!” The man said to Belrag who stood behind him. “This city is mine, Zerath!” Belrag replied. The man opened his palms to the air, placed them outwardly, and once again made deep inhalations and exhalations. “Such beauty. Hmm,” Zerath chuckled, “Even I have this old human body but I can feel the power coursing through my v