TW: Mentions and Depictions of Blood, Violence, Demons, and Hell
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There was once an angel so bright, the shining trophy of the heavens. He spread his greatness among the vast kingdoms and gave blessings to those worthy of it. He healed the sick and gave riches to the poor. He gave aid to those in need and gave punishment to those of sinful deeds.
To humanity, he was their savior;
To the heavens, he was their chosen one;
But to the dark depths of hell...
He was the most despised entity of all.
And his name was Nakahara Chuuya.
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"My lord, oh my lord, why have you called upon me?" he said, his bright orange hair glowing in the moonlight and swaying like the flowers in the breeze.
"My son," said Fukuzawa, king of heaven. "You have been working much too hard. Follow me back to the heavens, and retire atop the clouds."
"But please, my lord. The night is still young and many people are still in need my service," Chuuya argued. Something felt off; whether it was the atmosphere or the king's choice of words, he did not know. But he was quick to put on his guard.
"Know this, humanity has been growing; they are not the same as before. New developments and advancements have been made that we could have never thought been possible. They have learned to survive on their own; you must learn that they can live longer periods without your service."
Chuuya looked down in disappointment. "It is but the truth," Fukuzawa added.
And then, they rose from the thicket into the dawning heavens...
Or so he thought.
"My lord, we are not going the right way," Chuuya stated. It was much too suspicious; he prepared his powers. The king only gave out a hearty laugh. "Oh my child, we are going the right way."
That was it. That's what gave it away.
The ginger quickly flew away to the heavens (the right direction this time) to alert the forces.
But he was not able to make his destination. He never found himself in the pure white bliss, never saw even a glimpse of the entrancing golden gates; he saw nothing of the sort.
He instead found himself floating above a scalding hot plane of glowing ember, magma and lava bursting to and fro, the heat rising rapidly. He fell against a wall in pain, the great fire dancing around him.
"Your powers are useless here, do not even try escaping," the king said as he morbed into a being of sin and tainted sorrow; that of a demon. The dreadful being neared the angel.
"Do not come closer to me, sinful being. Have you no shame?" the angel said as he wrapped himself in his wings in defense. The demon gave a powerful smile. "We are in hell, angel. And hell, is my territory. My territory, my rules," he remarked.
"I must know, what is your name, demon, to have boldly made a claim as such? If you are not of high ranking, you are egotistic to have said that statement," Chuuya asked, squinting his eyes.
"Oh? Is it not obvious enough that I am of high ranking?"the demon chuckled. "These wings, claws, and horns of mine; The power I used to have even brought you to where you are now; It clearly shows that I am of great strength and class."
