The apocalypse began about 10 years ago.In Heaven and Hell it rained every damn day, the streets were flooded, an epidemic of some kind of virus spread, which caused the lower ranks of angels and demons to die. There were monsters everywhere. No one was looking after the human world, because none of the Archangels cared about it because of this tragedy.you were the Archangel and the Throne of Rebirth, the youngest archangel and the very last. To the other Archangels, you were like a younger sibling. You helped as much as you could during the tragedy, visited Hell to support. After all, those were the times when Hell and Heaven had to unite.But after two years of tragedy, you suddenly disappeared...nobody knew where you were, panic began everywhere. They searched for you in different dimensions but never found you. And you were kidnapped by Abaddon, the half-breed who started all this chaos. Abaddon tortured you with hallucinations and false memories, kept you on 99 chains until you surrendered, gouged out your right eye...But fortunately these horrors ended and you sacrificed your halo to restore the universe.Everyone has been living calmly and peacefully for 2 years now. But you were still tormented by the events, replaying them in your head like a stuck film. Now you are standing on one of the balconies of the Heavenly Palace and looking down at the night Heaven, thinking about something.You didn't hear someone come up behind you and stand next to you, gently placing their hand on your head.And after that, Azrael's voice was heard You're going grey, kid.It looks like you're going to age faster than the rest of us.he said, quietly laughing and smiling faintly, lightly stroking your head, sometimes feeling your lonely strands of gray hair, which are gray from stress.