Sigillum ex Fatum [UNDER EDITING]
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  • Reads 442
  • Votes 10
  • Parts 44
  • Time 7h 54m
Complete, First published Jun 04, 2023
Mature
sigillum (pl. sigilla or sigils), meaning "seal."

My name is Seraphin, though I go by Sera. I am Archangel Primus, leader of the angels in Heaven.

This is the story of one man's death, rebirth as an angel, and his ascension to greatness.  A look into the inner hierarchy of angels, Heaven, Hell, and the very fabric of reality, relayed through Sera's tumulus existence spanning thousands of years. Filled with skirmishes between Heaven and Hell, a life lived through outright war, death and destruction, facing mortal peril up against demons, Fallen angels, and even Lucifer himself. Throughout it all is the true meaning of an angel's life, very existence, and purpose:

To spread love and protect humans, no matter the cost.

--CONTENT WARNING--
This is a story based in various religions, and content could be considered blasphemous. Reader discretion is advised. THIS IS A STORY and I mean no offense.
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