Novel & Cerita Angelic Judgement

Monique’s face twitched. That man had a meaningful look in his eyes, she knew his question had not been a literal one. What a pervert and a bully… “Daddy, you’re amazing!” Angel praised, and her eyes had been gleaming. Henry looked at Angel, he smiled and said, “Angel is much more sensible.” Monique snorted, “What’s so amazing about it, I can do it too.” “Really?” He raised his brows. “Angels are subject not only to God but also to Christ, who is described as hereafter to return to judgment.” Monique explained.

‘Angels are spiritual beings that can, to a certain degree, take on physical form at will. But when they descend to Earth as a Fallen Angel, they morph into a solid body, immortal yet dead, waiting for their final judgment to take place. They retain their abilities and powers; to use it for good or evil is their choice, but with the promise of Hell if they do so to hurt humans. Numerous reasons are present why an angel becomes a Fallen, but all of these led straight to their rules. Once broken, punishment is to be made. It is said that the greatest sin an angel can commit is to love something or someone more than God.’

I asked him, my voice barely a whisper, though I already feared the answer. "We are angels," Ajal answered softly but firmly. "We, as holy beings, are defined by our obedience to Father’s commands—we serve without question, we love without condition, and we exist solely for His purpose. But falling in love with a human… that would mean that our loyalty is divided. It would mean that we are no longer only Father’s servants, and that we do not serve Him alone anymore. We would belong to someone else too, and that is something that is not permitted for those who dwell in the light." He patted my shoulder one last time, giving me a look filled with warning and kindness, before he stood up straig

the green haired and green pupiled angel who stood to Michael’s left asked with a forlorn expression. “Not even your great wisdom can peer through such a mystery Uriel. Do not think too much into it. We must only see that we accomplish the Will of the Father.” Michael was aggrieved by the happenings occurring below. Yet things had happened as they had. Nothing could be done about them. Lucifer who was their brother had been judged, and his fate was exile.

Xandros said sorrowfully, “Some time ago, I divined the Fourth Calamity’s details with some of the other human powerhouses. The Heaven's Adjudicators that have disappeared for several ages will reappear. They’ll come to Earth with the Scythe of Judgment and carry out humanity’s last judgment.” James’ brows furrowed, and he asked, “Last judgment? What mistakes did humans make? Why do we have to be judged?” Xandros replied, “It’s a very long story, and it will take me a long time to explain everything. All you need to know is these Heaven's Adjudicators are terrifyingly strong. Even Grand Emperors don’t stand a chance against them. Only Ancestral Gods stand a chance against Heaven's Adjudicato

“Yet you keep testing my limits. The Medici estate does not welcome you. There is only one reason you’re allowed to step inside, and that is to face your judgement.” “I will!” Victor shouted immediately. “I’m willing to accept your judgment, Rachel, as long as I get to stay by your side!” I nodded. “I’m a fair person. That depends on whether everyone here is willing to give you that chance.” The elders looked at him in silence. “No one objects!” Victor’s face lit up with hope. “I request–” “I object!” Chiara objected. She walked straight up to Victor and spat in his face. Her eyes were red as she glared at him.

Was the Goddess collecting my soul to take me to the other dimension – to the Ether? “No. Now that I am within you, and our souls are united, you will live again. The Goddess told me that She is returning your life through me, but you are the one to decide if you wish to take her offer. Also, you are the one to decide how to live it. You will have to pave your own way and make your own choices whilst you walk on the tightrope between destiny and desire. Those important decisions you are to take shall determine who you are and if you can fulfil the divine mission that was inscribed in your body and soul centuries ago, even before you came to exist. But don’t worry, Angeline, you will never be

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

He looked her straight in the eyes and said, "You are a psychopath." "You say it like it is an insult." "And what else would it be?" "A compliment, maybe." She removed her boots and pulled unstrapped the knife holster on her right ankle. She removed the sheathed knives and put them in a drawer by her bedside and locked it. "It is just a matter of perspective. Nowadays, everyone sees the world in different ways. Some are binary, like you are." She looked at him with a smirk on her face. "While some are open, they see the world beyond the colors of white and black. They take notice of the gray in between, even the bright colors that many close their eyes to, they see it."

She said and pointed a finger at my chest and my demon mark flaired. “Aziz is waiting for you, Manolya. At the bottom of the fire. The deeper you fall, the closer you get to him. Isn’t that what you want?” She tempted. I closed my eyes and a tear welled up from my eyes. “I…miss him every day! I’m doing this for him!” Virgo laughed some more, “Really? The angels already turned their backs on you, I see none at your side. Your name has been written in ash. And when your judgment comes, the gates will not open. Only fire waits for the likes of you.”