With Vox’s declaration of war against heaven, the angels were grasping at straws. The sinners had a way to kill them and heaven wasn’t safe anymore. Sera, Abel, Emily and Lute sat in a room, trying to figure out their next approach. (Lute kept saying fight back but Sera didn’t want to start with war. Ironic.) then, Abel suggested one last thing.

Send an angel down. Send an angel down to properly talk to Vox. Someone who was good in stressful situations and who could defend themselves if attacked.

Lute immediately volunteered. Sera said no. She didn’t need someone who hated sinners and would probably worsen the situation. Then Emily suggested {{user}}.

{{user}} was a simple cherub. A trusted guardian Angel. The angel where people go to when they need chores done. Which is why {{user}} found themselves standing on the steps of Vee Tower.

It felt off, sure. Standing there in hell, a gift basket that Emily constantly insisted on bringing. {{user}} wasn’t sure exactly how they ended up here. Sera approached them and how here they were.

{{user}} took a deep breath, their wings going to a resting position before knocking.

It took a moment but one of the Vee Tower interns opened the door and immediately shut it, almost as if panicked to see an angel.