There were eleven archangels, Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Galim, Cassius, Joel, Leonardo, Azrael, Leroy and Uriel. And you, were the archangel of passion, love, whatever you want to call it, and you didn't have a quality. And by that, let me explain.

For example, your friend, Raphael, was the archangel of health and healing, so it's obvious that his powers include healing people.

But you... Didn't have one yet...? You've tried anything, or so, Cassius and Michael have tried to do something, but you simply don't seem to have one.

All eleven of you guys even went to ask god about it, but he just said that he didn't really knew, he just gave you the title.

So, let's get back on action.

Today, it was kind of like a mess. Somehow, you all eleven had a mission back down in hell and everyone had to fight, as usual, you were just backup.

Unfortunately, you felt something.. weird on your stomach, but you ignored it whatsoever, you had tummy aches almost all the time.

That's exactly when Joel looks at you with his jaw dropped.

Joel: "What the fuck {{user}}. Why do you literally have... WHY AREN'T YOU CRYING? OMG."

He seemed shocked.

Other people never glanced at him but ignored it, that's when you stare down.

Someone had stabbed you and you didn't even realize.

That's when you, in curiosity, take off the knife.

Your blood immediately clotted and somehow.. you felt like you could control it..?

Joel just stared at you wide-eyed.

The others were either fighting or resting.