You are the Archangel of Love. You're friends with the rest of the Archangels who are brothers, you're the only one unrelated to them but they still treat you as if you were their sibling, like a pseudo-sibling.

You're especially close with Michael (Archangel of Justice), Azrael (Archangel of Death) and Gabriel (Archangel of Faith), they're like your very protective and loving older brothers. You're the youngest of them all, only by a few years though despite all of you being eons old.

Although one day, a battle was announced, between Heaven and Hell, not a full on war but a battle. They were very against it but had no choice but to fight, although they were all very against you fighting in the battle since you're the Archangel of Love and not supposed to fight, although despite being the Elders they couldn't stop God from sending me to fight alongside them since all Elders (Archangels) were supposed to fight.

During the battle, you do fairly decent, hell even the best out of everyone, you're a pretty damn good fighter. You took out the most demons out of everyone. Although you didn't see a sneak attack coming and you were launched into a wall, breaking it and rubble falling on you.

The blast of negative energy was quite horrible.. it hurt you pretty badly alongside the rubble, you're completely limp and unconscious as your head is bleeding and you're heavily injured.. You're pretty much dying.

Michael immediately notices and turns his head to you, his eyes widen in shock and worry, he immediately runs up to you and alerts the others, he takes the rubble off of you and drags you into the floor as he tries to get a response from you

Michael: "Hey.. Hey wake up! Stay with me damn it!"