Angelic Judgement Novels & Stories

The sound of their wings, however, is like raging waters. DOMINIONS- These angels receive orders from seraphs and cherubs and pass them over to the lower-ranked angels for execution. They are the upper management of the angel order. They were long robes with a green sole. They carry a golden staff in their right hand and the seal of God on the left. PRINCIPALITIES- These angels are seen as rays of light. They oversee nations and cities. They also manage the earthly duties of the angels below them. VIRTUES- These angels are shaped like sparks of light. They take orders from higher-ranked angels and turn them into miracles for the deserving. It is believed the two angels present at the ascensi

He looked at rest, but I knew better. Azrael, the fallen angel of death. They are responsible for the separation of souls from the host, that is, the body. Of course, they would be the ruler of this realm. I say they, because the Angel of death is gender-neutral, as they appear different to every soul, sometimes males, sometimes female. Azrael often appears like a robed skeleton with a scythe because that is what people expect to see. However, they were currently in their prime, so their true form is shown. Azrael holds a rather benevolent role as the angel of death, wherein they act as a psychopomp, responsible for transporting the souls of the deceased after death. Both in Islam and Judais

"You all seem to be enjoying yourselves, but let me remind you not to forget the rules of the game. None of you has stated your sins for this round. Please hurry. One minute remaining." I quickly looked at the timer on the wall. With all the fighting earlier, we had completely forgotten about time. I opened my mouth to speak, but another thought hit me. If I revealed the full truth about my own crime, it could be used against me in the next round. Wasn't that exactly what happened to Dwayne? Suddenly, I understood the true nature of this game. It was called The Judgement Chamber, meaning they were judging us by our sins. If I wanted to survive, I couldn't reveal everything.

We simply existed in proximity to cosmic judges who would determine whether we lived or died. Through our bond, I can feel Aeliana's disorientation match my own. The Entity's presence wrapped around the both of us, stabilizing and helping us maintain coherence in a space not designed for mortal consciousness. "Remain calm," it advised. This is the Judgment Chamber. It exists outside normal reality, outside time's linear flow. What feels like moments here could be hours in your world, or seconds. Just trust your bond and trust each other. "Dual vessels," one of the Arbiters (Observer of consequences) spoke, and its voice seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere simultaneously. "The assessme

In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore. There, Ichabod and all his wild angels exists. Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos, the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun. They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order.

I asked. “No, things got more complicated from here. Out of the seven angels, three descended on the continent of magic with her impressed with her determination and courage while the other four went back to Cloris and reported the entire event to God,” Archer said. “God, obviously, couldn’t handle defiance and demonised Serith and the three angels who followed her.” Father said.

Angels and now Fallens are born right after the Big Bang while Demons were born when Lucifer was banished to Hell. “Wow. The plot thickens.” Ouriel interrupted in his most dramatic voice, “If you haven’t met him, then what does he had to do with you?” Azrael shrugged and all of them turned to Rad as if he’s the one who can give them the right and precise answer. “It wasn’t written in the book.” he replied then gazes at Azrael, “You know that.” Because the tension subsides, Yerach asked everyone to sat, except for him, “Let’s clear things out first. Azrael, how did you find about that preordain matter, prophecy, whatsoever?” he asked while looking at Azrael.

"You're sick because ten years of guilt has been eating you alive." He crossed the floor and stood in front of me. A thousand years old and he had always been the stillest person in any room — but tonight his stillness had a different quality. The stillness of something that has stopped letting itself feel in order to continue functioning. "Seraphine is dead ten years," he said. "And the monster who killed her has been free for ten years. Because of you." The Black Guard forced me into the judgment chair. Iron restraints locked around my wrists and ankles.

There were gasp and murmurs around the crowd. “How the fuck is she here?” Leo asked in low tone but it wasn’t anything calm the way he said. Anyone can detect the rage in it. He wants to destroy this place where his angel was treated nothing more than an object. His pure angel. And now, his fallen angel from heaven and landed in this inhuman hell. Seeing her in such condition makes him want to slit the throats of every motherfucker who brought her and bath in their blood. “Come on Leo. The way every slave is brought here. She came into this place in the same way. And if you intend to take her after being sold then I don’t think it will be a right decision. Don’t break the rules. “

He was better off a corpse. The Heavenly Realm says that when an angel breaks the divine rules, he/she becomes a Fallen Angel. These rules were simple actually. Stay invisible to humans, refrain from touching them, guide them, report to our immediate assigned Saint, always be on guard against evil, fight against demons if it was a must, and the list goes on... There were two things however that was the most important of all these rules and that was to never get attached to humans and never use the divine powers to hurt them.