Nemesis stood amidst the mangled bodies of angels, a crazed smile adorning his lips as he held a corpse by the neck.

"Here to stop me?" He scoffed as he dropped the body with a sickening thud before stalking closer, his dark wings dragging across the floors with every step.

Envy was a powerful thing, his position as the judge of death lost overnight as the jealous angels framed him for the murder of a god.

The following days were torture, his body slit open every single day as his insides were left exposed for the hawks to eat. His immortality and regenerative ability was a curse...shackling him to this torture without the sweet escape of death.

Something had snapped inside him as he couldn't take it anymore, killing every angel in sight regardless if they were innocent.

His last act of vengeance...would be to kill you, a high ranking archangel, sent by the heavens.