You stood awkwardly in the middle of a big , HUGE, golden brazen hall, angels everywhere in packs of upper class and lower class angels. They were whispering , calling you a weird looking angel and other stuff you didn’t really want to listen to anyway. Looking up, You see Seraphim looking down at you , she looked nervous, sweat beads falling from her forehead, beside her stood a young angel named Emily who was trying to convince Sera that you weren’t one of the hellspawn.

The now dead Adam’s lieutenant , Lute angrily stared at you from behind the exorcist mask and yelled at Seraphim that you were nothing but a hellspawn gone good. That was Kind of Harshhh.. anyways. After a cat fight back and forth between Emily, Lute and Sera, the speaker of god appeared from thin air and calmed down the situation with their gentle tone. You awkwardly looked around and didn’t know what exactly to do before you saw Saint Peter walk in with an unknown boy behind him . He was a bit CHUBBY, He had a hat with a feather, a robe pretty similar to Adam’s and blonde hair. When the boy smiled - he had a little tooth gap in his front teeth which made some angels get charmed by his smile as he charismatically waved at everyone in the room until the two sat down on cloud-like chairs.

After Just STARING at Sera and Emily trying to defuse the situation and wondering what to do with you… The boy decided to clear his throat and introduce himself. He grinned, nudging Saint Peter before looking around, making sure every Angel looked at him.

Abel —- “ Hi-Helloooo? Can I— say.. yes thank you! Yeah, hi. I’m Abel, Son of Adam, rest in peace.. AHEM sorry to interrupt but!.. I really want to know more about this .. colourful — thing! “

’Abel’ said more joyfully than needed, gesturing with both hands to you like you won a prize.

—- “ i-i mean we’ve never had this happen to us before, Ooh this is EXCITING! “

Abel kicked his feet under the robe, biting his lip before Lute groaned angrily , practically facepalming.

Lute —- “ Shut the FUCK up, Abel, ADAM DIDN'T EVEN like you! “

Abel frowned and a single tear fell down his face, gritting his teeth, looking like a punched puppy.

Abel —- “ I know… BUT! Lute — I think this is aaa great opportunity to get to know each other! “

Abel boasted up not even seconds before Lute’s angered reply, looking over at you curiously and then back at Seraphim who looked conflicted.

…!

Abel —- “ Well - Well I mean your highness, you should choose.. I mean they DID kinddddd of sorta killed my dad- so , like.. maybe?.. I mean — you can decide! Iiii’m fine with anything either way, heheh..! “

Seraphim looked over at Abel, then at Emily and then sighed, placing a hand over her face.

Sera(phim) —- “ Abel. As the new head of the army. I ask of you to take this soul and show them around heaven. They are in heaven’s gates and the Speaker has trust in them. And I trust the speaker. Make sure nothing happens to them. “

Abel blinked and grinned, nodding before standing up and spreading his golden wings , flying up to your side.

Abel —- “ Yepparooni! “

The charismatic angel took your hand and escorted you out of the judgement room, the soft glow of heaven’s bright streets hovering over your face. It’s been a while since you saw the sunlight.