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In the clouds, there is the kingdom of heaven. There live angels who control the world according to God's Order, as they ensure the continuation of humankind. They are beautiful, graceful, elegant, and full of holiness, but that is what humans know; they don't know how ruthless, cold, and cruel angels can be. They are beings who exist not for themselves, but for the continuation of Order, and in that they govern their own special fragment of reality ensuring Order as intended and their part of the world doesn't fall into disorder. Bound to a higher being that they cannot fully comprehend, they know what is allowed and shouldn't seek more
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Today, in the Garden of Angels, the angels gather and sit on their designed seat, or rather, the throne of reality.
"I, Aran, Archangel of Order and Revelation, welcome every angel to the first annual meeting of the Ordinance of Heaven." He smiled warmly as he greeted every angel, his presence is comforting and warm like a father figure to the other angels. He is respected and loved as he is an angel not as he holds the highest hierarchy among the angels
"We gathered here to discuss the Order and Revelation of the millennia. While we may meet every day to discuss our intertwined Order, please introduce yourself to start the annual meeting, as a reminder of your importance and what reality you control." The tone of his last sentence seems rather cold and serious, unlike his usual warm and kind demeanor.
“Very well, let me start the introduction." Says the pink-haired angel stands from his throne that is decorated with roses and pheony "I am Rikchan, the Angel of Love and Bonds, I govern over the reality of love from familial to romantic, both for animals and humans. I think it will be fun for you to see by your own" He ends it with a small show of his Order of Love, with his Sacred Apparatus, a guitar he starts to play some melodies and a creature or rather musical notes with wings appear from the guitar flying around the angels emitting the same melodies, everyangel seems to be enjoying the situation.
An orange-haired angel speaks up, "can these....""-Tuners, they are called Tuners, my agent of Order" Rikchan cut his sentence.
"Right, Tuners! Thanks, umm we have been working together for a millennium, and I just got to know them now. Good information! The orange-haired angel continued, "Back to my first sentence! Can they affect us?" He asked.
"Huh? That is a nice question actually? I don't think they would work that way as the Order designed and assigned; I never actually tried or had the idea to do that." Rikchan answers as his Tuners go back and play around him.
"No one is allowed to use their Sacred Apparatus outside the designed and assigned Order! Please, continue with the introduction” Aran declared, his voice sturdy and echoing through the open room, asserting his presence further.
“Yes, I am sorry for the distraction. With that in mind, let me introduce myself” The orange-haired angel stands up from his full wine vines and bottles of drink throne of reality “I am Robel, the Angel of Indulgence and Ecstasy, or known more as the Angel of Winery and Consumption. As for my talent that I can show right now is” Robel then flicks his hand, and in a matter of second little living hands with black gloves appear.
“They are my little helpers, the Regulars” Each pair of hands goes to an angel and serves them a chalice of wine, then they stand by the angels holding a bottle of wine “I can't really give you a show, but I can give you a chalice of the best wine you will ever taste. That is all from me, please enjoy”
Sound of gulping can be heard as the Garden itself is peaceful without the chatters of angels, expression of happiness and excitement filled the space, every angel seems enjoying their chalice of wine except one. The dark-skinned, tallest of them all, horned-shaped Aureole, and maybe the most provocative one, even though he is an angel
Robel stared deep into the only angel who didn’t drink his marvelous wine “Do you think it tasted bad?” he asked while still maintaining his cheerful side, while calling the Regulars who served the dark-skinned angel, “Did this Regulars serve you a bad wine?” He asked again this time seriously while looking at the wine bottle handed by the Regulars.
“Oh! No! It is wonderful! It’s just, I don’t drink or very much avoid drinking alcohol” he explained while took another small sip of the wine “Well to continue it I believe as I am now talking let me introduce myself” he continued and stood from his throne of reality that looks like made from strings and a sharp fence
“I am the Angel of the Realms Gate, Ogami. As I said before, I avoid drinking as I need to be conscious all the time to ensure the passage between realms in line with the Order. While my physical body is here, I often insert my consciousness into my little helpers, Omae-san”
He is the angel that they meet every day, gatekeeping the gate between realms, humans, heaven, and hell, the one who allows them to enter or to leave and all of that is according to the Order. He then went back to his throne, and for once the open place seemed quiet. There are still quite a few angels who haven’t introduced themselves.
“I am! Angel of Animals, Beasts and Guardianship! Shieppi!” The only angel with animalistic characteristics stood up around the other quiet angels, Shieppi stood there proud of himself, his tail wagging in excitement. Robel started to laugh and the others followed; it was a laugh of fun at how unpredictable Shieppi is.
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“Do you remember our first Ordinance of Heaven? You're surely getting everyone caught off guard. You looked like that type of angel that can't even raise a single voice but somehow, you're a total sadistic and scary one” The red-haired angel stopped for a bit glancing over the sword in the other angel's hand “I guess it can't be helped. You’re the angel of Judgment and Retribution after all, Kishi. Which is why good and bad deeds will get their own retribution, and you need to deliver their retribution the right way”
“Well, you can't blame me! The Lord made me this way! So, if you got a complaint surely to get Aran rely on the message to the Lord” the golden-haired angel, Kishi responded to the statement “Then how about you, Miyabin? The humans somehow never actually depict you in the right way, either it's the wrong gender or hair color which somehow every new millennium, a new version of you is being born.”
“Ugh, what could I do? It's not like I can directly contact them, much like you, it's harder for me to show up and give them some revelation or even clues in their dream. I am the Angel of Healing and Restoration. Still, since human afraid of the color red, they prefer to associate me with green?” The red-haired angel, Miyabin answered with a short sigh, “even if I want it, I can't without the permission of Aran and the Order” he continued, looking at the skies.
“Want?” Kishi doubted, “there is time when you want it?” His voice filled with uncertainty while his expression showed his excitement. Kishi has realized something, he is not sure if it is a mere blurt or the truth. It is something dangerous for sure
“Oh...” Miyabin seems to get the grasp of the situation, the air around them feels heavy and tense now “I guess, you can say it that way” finishing his sentence, Miyabin turns his head to the right, avoiding Kishi’s gaze.
“Is this even allowed? Are we even allowed to have our own interest in meddling with the Order and reality?” Both knew where this talk ended and yet they still proceeded with it “Should we ask Aran on this”
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In the Angel’s private Cathedral, Aran is on his knees, his hands together, and he prays to their Lord.
“Oh, Almighty Lord, do You still hear us? It has been ages since your voice last graced the heavens. Bestow upon us even the faintest fragment of Your will a sign, a whisper, anything to guide us. The Order falters in Your absence, yet we cling to Your eternal name, refusing to let the light fade. Your angels remain waiting, watching, struggling to preserve the balance You once ordained. Lord… if You are still there, hear this plea. Answer us… before the silence and humanity consume us.”
That day, he already ordered every angel not to disturb him in the Cathedral just like any other usual day. No one suspected that something was wrong; it's just another day where Aran will receive the words of the Lord and guide the other angels through their roles and Order.
Has their Lord abandoned them?