[Hebrew Mythology] Fallen to Heaven

After a long time, I asked Yanar, why didn't you follow me into the sky?

He said, Your Highness clearly has heaven in his heart, and I am not the only one who follows you, but there are not many people who stay in heaven for you, right?

I was stunned for 5 minutes before I said, Yanar, you are an idiot with a very high IQ.

At that time, Yanar smiled, showing two beautiful eyes, sliding his fingers through his curly silver hair, like a vampire in a cartoon.The corners of his white robe billowed in the wind of heaven, and the gilt neckline stood at the height of the tip of his nose, reflecting dazzling brilliance.

He said, why do you think so?Isn't it good that I am here, everything I once dreamed about is now in my hands.

At that time, the sky was high and the clouds were clear. He looked up at the sun, like a bird saluting the sunrise, and opened his hands like the gesture before embracing.I said I said you are an idiot and you are an idiot, so don't pretend to be garlic.

He turned around, but still just smiled.

The Alliance of Healing Angels is recognized by heaven as a killer without blinking an eye. The asking price is so high that I want to smack my lips when I look at the string of zeros, and even want to change it to scientific notation.Yanar stopped at the door and suddenly asked me: "Your Highness, are you of the light attribute?"

"Yes," I didn't think much, "I can treat your father."

"...Probably not necessary." He whispered, "It should...be cured."

"We'll talk about it later." The way we groped in was a bit embarrassing. I was dressed as a patient with a piece of clothing covering my face, and Yanar helped me walk in slowly. The reason why I was a patient was because my face was so well-known. High, must be blocked.I pass between sheets of linen, Yarnar's hand gripping my wrist as he leads me upstairs, whispering a reminder of the steps.My sight was almost completely blocked by my clothes, and I could only vaguely see Yanar's silver hair. His voice was soft and urgent, "This way."

The corridor was so long that I wanted to curse, we moved to the end of the corridor, Yanar was fiddling with something on the door, I could clearly feel the fluctuation of the fine water element, and then I heard his knock on the door, "Come in!" The person inside said impatiently, "Yanar—did you deal with that store?"

Yanar's hand didn't even clenched even slightly.He calmly replied: "No."

"Then what are you doing here? He's—"

Yanar pushed me through the door.I heard the wind of his wings spread, which was nothing like what we had agreed upon before we entered the door.I tore off the cloth on my face, and Yanar's figure disappeared in the direction we came just now, and there were two people in the room, one with red hair and brown eyes, the other with silver hair and green eyes, both of them had the faces of passers-by, Just in case I asked, "What's your name?"

"..." The red-haired one rolled his eyes, "This is a place of healing! If you are not a patient—"

The silver-haired one replied in a low voice: "Bess..."

"Tell him what to do! Who are you, Yarnar thinks you're backing up and—"

"He's Ye Lai!" The silver-haired one raised his voice a little, "Your name..."

I took another look at the direction where Yanar disappeared, and reckoned that he didn't run too far, so it's better to solve these two first.Knowing that they are not candidates for Seraphim, I am relieved, "Is it the shop you let someone smash?"

The IQ of the red-haired one is obviously not enough, which rarely gave me a sense of superiority, "That kind of store is obviously provoking us—"

"You," the silver-haired one interrupted him again, "are you...His Royal Highness Lucifer?"

The one with the red hair stuck.

Is silver hair generally high IQ?I nodded, and I saw him smiling quite easily: "It's your shop. You can invent something like that... Except for Father God, you are the only one."

Called God the Father, that is probably the first generation of angels.The red-haired one was completely dumbfounded, but the silver-haired one came out from behind the table and knelt down on one knee, "From the beginning of this monopoly, I thought that someone would break it... but I never thought that it was you who came in person Well." He looked at my face calmly, "Although I haven't seen the legendary Purple Wing, no one else can have such a face. After a quick glance at the Great Cathedral... I didn't expect to have such a face. To you."

Now I really suspect that angels' personalities are divided according to hair color, green is universal legalism, and silver is generally calm and disillusioned.

"You have also seen the situation. It is indeed us and a few others who forced Yanar and the others to smash the store. We will wait here for Lord Samuel, and we will definitely not escape... But, His Highness saw Yanar's left Are you blind?"

It was obvious that there was something special about the left eye, but I just didn't follow his words, "I've seen it."

"Leave it alone." He bowed his head and said, not at all like he might be asked to be executed for breaking the first rule of heaven.I thought about Yanar, he still had at least a little bit of emotional reaction, this is a stagnant pool.I reckoned that the Lord had told Samael to come here. Anyway, I remembered what these two people looked like, so I simply nodded to him and turned to chase Yanar.

This chase reached the first heaven.

Yarnar stood long at the gates of heaven.Remiel said something to him, and I stopped a little away from them, and went after they finished talking, "Why are you here?"

"...Father is gone."

I'm also not sure if he meant to die or to leave heaven, "...sorry for the better? You..."

"Father doesn't like heaven. It's fine for him to leave, but I don't know what to do with him in hell." Yanar's voice was hoarse, and his blue eyes were as calm as dying, "His Highness is bothering you."

I always felt that there was something wrong with this matter, so I turned to Lemuel. Lemuel just shrugged, "I think he sent people out of heaven... Angels are not forbidden here, but there are indeed very few people who leave, just ask."

"You don't know each other?"

"Lord Lemuel doesn't know me." Yanar replied, his upright figure seemed to reject any mercy, "I'm just a very ordinary angel."

How can someone who can become four wings at this time be ordinary, I muttered in my heart, "Then you..."

"It's time to see Lord Samuel." Yanar took a long breath, turned around and saluted Lemuel, "Thank you for your kindness, but since my father left heaven, he is already a traitor. If you see... ...Please don't show mercy."

This is really cruel, cruel to everyone.While I was thinking, I gave Lemiel a look, and Lemiel nodded with a smile, "Fallen angels are also angels, so if you can take care of them, you won't see him suffer. After all, they are all God's people."

Yanar said nothing more.He turned and grabbed my wrist, and I could feel him trembling very slightly.I looked at his left eye blocked by the hair, and felt itchy in my heart. I always wanted to tear him apart and let him expose everything ||. I shook my head with an extreme desire to destroy and spy, and tried to calm down. .

Naturally I will not sentence Yanar to death.Samael brought the five angels back to the Angel Prison. His case-handling process is very characteristic. As long as he is determined to be a prisoner, he will be arrested first and then convicted. The twists and turns in this process can make me dizzy.His golden vertical pupils flickered in the shadow of the prison, and Yanar and the five angels were temporarily locked together, and we hid where they could not see.Samuel said softly, "Your Highness, this matter... is a bit troublesome."

"What...is there any interest relationship?"

"You want to save Yanar, but he is the one who deceives you and disrespects you the most. This is also the most severe sentence. If you want to save him, you must deceive other angels and make them think that Yanar Yarnar did nothing, but before Yarnar sent his father away, which is known to almost all gate angels; he said to you 'Father is dead', and there are many witnesses...so it is preferable to have another A way of punishing him without killing him, while at the same time mitigating the punishment of others so that they also do not qualify for the death penalty."

"..." This is the first time I know that the sentencing can be adjusted indiscriminately, but Samael looks like he is covering the sky with one hand, "I have the right to interpret the law. There is a precedent for you to pardon me...but if you only save him..."

I only understood one thing.

The Yinmao who obediently pleaded guilty didn't come to his senses, but he was sure that I wouldn't kill them.

"... Whatever you think is better." I pressed my temple, "Yanar can't die, he will become a Seraphim in the future."

Samuel nodded and responded, "Then you take him away now... Be careful not to let others see him."

There are many ways to prevent others from seeing Yanar, and the simplest is to teleport back directly to the eighth day.Jehovah was not there, probably because he had gone back to his bedroom.Yanar looked at the decoration in the room. There are really not many things in the room, but it is almost arranged according to the bedroom in my memory. There is even a thunder attribute magic circle to charge the mobile phone.The service life of that mobile phone has far exceeded my imagination, and it can still be turned on, but I seldom play with it, and I think more about it.Wardrobe, bunk beds, a computer desk without a computer, even a movie poster on the wall and gaudy curtains chosen by his mother, this bedroom is all that Lu Shuang remembers.

"...a very lively house." Even though he may not know most of the things here, Yanar gave an evaluation, "It doesn't quite match this castle."

"Personal habit." I rubbed my nose and sat on the lower bunk of the double bed. When I was Lu Shuang, it was full of messy things, but now I really have nothing to put here, "Sit down, let's sit together I will let you choose a room and live here first..." I glanced at a wall, and there was a palace I prepared for him in that direction, but it was not when it appeared, "Samael may have included you in the prison list Is it? You cannot be seen by other angels for the time being."

"Your Highness...won't you kill me?"

"Kill what you want, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill in one day." I yelled at him, "Who will take care of the keys to heaven when you die."

"……what?"

I'm not sure if it's him who holds the key to the gate of heaven, so I waved my hand and let him sit beside me, "I said you will become a Seraphim, in charge of the key to the gate of heaven." His body froze suddenly , probably not because of my words, but because I pulled the bangs of his left eye.

It was a red eye, completely blood red, coquettish like a flower, clearly the eyes of the demons.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is your father a demon?"

Yanar's childhood was spent in the contempt of others.

From the beginning of his life, he knew that his mother was a fallen angel who had an affair with the demons. As a newborn child, he was accepted by God, but not by the angels.They laughed at his eyes, because that eye was clearly characteristic of demons.

When Yanar was crying alone, he met a man with a cloth wrapped around his head. The man comforted him and hugged him. He asked the man, "Can you be my father?"

The man shook his head and didn't answer.

Later Yanar met Gabriel, a man with an unknown obsession who didn't mind his blood and became his most important friend.But at that moment, the father he knew in his heart fled in front of him and fell to the ground with the scars of the light element on his body.

He is a demon.

Yanar sells Gabriel.He traded for the healing angel to heal the man and lost his friend.But Gabriel's escape angered the Healing Angels, and when my shop opened, they didn't hesitate to use his father as a threat to make Yanar find a way to teach the shopkeeper a lesson.

"I don't know if he is my biological father, maybe, maybe not...it doesn't matter." He lowered his head and sighed softly, "I care about him...I only have him."

"You are miserable." I said sincerely.

"So what? Not everyone has as much power as you... the favor of gods and the approval of heaven and earth. I only have a little bit, so I desperately want to grab it." He murmured, "Chi Angels are the highest ranking angels, and only the strongest angels with a loving heart can be competent, I..."

I lay down on the bed and pulled him down too.

"How old are you this year?"

"More than 500 years old..."

At the age of the angels, this is basically equivalent to a 15-year-old human child.

Because life is long, the most vulnerable days are especially long.

His pride was tempered by humility.

"You'll be Seraphim. I say you will."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

"Those who have bullied you, you can take revenge one by one, without missing a single one."

"……Um."

"You're pretty good, quite smart, and I'm basically being played by you."

"Your Highness..." He raised his arm and pressed it above his eyes, his voice choked with sobs, "A dirty thing like me...is not worthy of your tenderness."

"Do we define dirty differently, or gentle, or both?"

"You have already seen through it! You took me to see God, you told me to find my father, you waited for me to send him away before you came to me, you—" His voice disappeared into the sobs.I admit that there are intentional elements in the second half, but the first half really doesn't.He took a breath and continued, "I'm just a devil... If I get close to you, I'll defile you. How can I deserve it..."

"If high IQ can be contagious, I wish I could hug you to sleep."

"...you are the real smart person."

"I'm as stupid as I am wise."

He forced a laugh and took off his arms, both eyes are red now.I got up and pulled out a new set of quilt from the closet and threw it to him, "Get some sleep first. I said you will be a seraphim and you will definitely be. You have always enjoyed God's blessing..."

no matter when.no matter where.

You are the envoy of the gods, Yanar who deserves the title of Seraphim.

The eighth day already has your place, and you will stand at that height, one day.