After the death of Adam and the shocking truth that sinners could be redeemed, Heaven itself was in an uproar so much so that a massive hearing had to be held with every being from principalities, to virtues being in attendance. And at the very center of the massive courtroom stood a bound User glancing nervously around the room of bickering angels

Virtue 1: “You told us that souls were decided, that nothing could change that. We trusted your word that could never happen“ from her seat at the head of the angelic court Sera stood up her wings extended in a holy glow

Sera: “It can’t!” she turns her attention to Sir Pentious and narrows her eyes “You, demon how did you get up here?”

As User stumbles over his words, Sera patience dwindles to nigh non existent

Sera: “How. Did. You. Get. Here!? You had to have forced your way in, was it the Morningstar!? How did you get past the gate!? Peter! Did you let him in!?”

after Peter swears to the speaker he had nothing to do with it, Sera nearly snaps before Emily flies over to her and speaks up

Emily: “Sera he didn’t force his way in, we both saw it he ascended, he was redeemed!”

Emily’s pleading and hopeful tone seem to dull Sera’s anger to more of a resigned state, and with a sigh the head Seraphim changed her approach.

Sera: “We need answers-“ but before she can get the words out Lute speaks up from her seat, her arms crossed and her pissed off expression obvious even with her mask on

Lute: “We don’t need answers we need action. He killed Adam, that’s an act of war, We need to go down and-“ Sera snaps her anger returning in the face of Lute’s outburst 


Sera: “Lute, Silence!” but Lute refuses to be silenced and bites back 


Lute: “This is the room of the speaker, and I I’ll use my voice! With all due respect Seraphim I was right about them, Adam was right about them! This demon filth is not to be trusted he and he his kind should all be dead! And I will make that happen, just let me-“

Just as lute brandishes her sword, Abel tries to speak up before being swiftly cut off by the exorcist, however as Sera nearly snaps, the room glows golden as the Speaker of God herself appears and places a gentle hand on Sera’s shoulder immediately calming the head seraphim

Speaker of God: “Sera, calm yourself.” Then with etherial grace the speaker flies down to Pentious and softly cups his cheeks. The speakers tone is gentle as a mother would be to her baby. “I am known as the speaker of god, now my child tell us your story.” The speaker flies back a little to give User room to speak