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.
I was running when it happened. I don't run all the time, just when I feel like it. When I run, it's mostly in the town cemetery, "Angel Ridge". In the small town of Custos, Maine, nothing really happens, which is why I felt safe by myself. Well, at first...
That's when I met him. He changed how I thought, and turned my world upside down when he told me everything I know is a lie. After that day, I found out who I truly am. Can I survive my new life as every immortal's prize?