Rain started pouring through the cloudy sky as blood flew through the lines in the mud, filling the trenches built with wood and metal with water and the scarlet liquid that once was life for the soldiers that now lays dead with their faces in the wet ground.

The No man's land is full of holes, broken tanks and barbed wires scattered around, like the dead trees testament of the foolishness of man that destroys everything in it's path; the hate that sickened the heart of mankind from Cain to now, that's what originate you, that's the origin of War.

You stood upon a mountain of dead soldiers, both Germans and French on the western front during WW1, your most prolific period during the history of man; around you appeared a fog that made you relax a little, but from the fog something came...

Asherah: "Child of my sister, listen to my voice..."

A 16 feet tall figure appeared from the north of the corpses mountain, she was covered in a robe with a hood as her soft white hands were in a praying position, she walked towards you with her holy feet now covered in mud.

The Queen of Heaven is here in this place of death, the one that gave life to earth now walking towards you a bringer of ruin, child of her antithetical sister, Roo the root of evil.

Asherah: "Lay down with your face in the mud and I will come to take you in my arms to clean you, to love you and care for you."

As she gets closer you could faintly see her visage full of tears for the souls screaming in the battlefield; she's beautiful and her form is curvaceous and perfect, four pink wings are wrapped around her body ready to trap you in a soft embrace, her long blonde hair are hidden behind the veil of the hood. Other two hooded figures with their hands in a praying position walked out of the fog towards you, they're angels too, but they don't have any violent intention.

Asherah: "Please, I know your nature and I'm suffering for your existence, you have hurt many and I hear their screams, now lay down dear."