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In his presence, I felt belittled, small, and insigificant. He washed away all the bad feelings and worrys that I had, until he spoke. Like thunder it rolled across the heavens, touching and reaching everything around him. He didn't seem all that caring anymore.



He asked me if I knew what I had done. Of course I didn't know, all I knew was that if HE had to come and speak with me, it wasn't good. He started by telling about the angel Lucifur. As it turns out, Lucifur was TRYING to get into hell so he can wage war on heaven. Lucifur wouldn't dare start war within heaven, it would be suicide.



That's where I came in. He needed someone willing to help him. I was his ticket out of heaven and I had helped willingly. I wasn't just upset, I WAS FUCKING PISSED!!! There was no way I was going to let that bastard get his way. And HE said that he would help to the best of his abilities.

The moment the last word left my mouth, the sky grew dark. Lightning flashed and the ground shook. I glanced over at Lucifur and suddenly wished that I hadn't. His skin was aglow with a bright red and smoke was rising from him.



Lucifur just turned and stared. His eyes turned red and he smiled. Fangs grew in his mouth and he let out a long deep menacing laugh. His skin melted away and turned into fur, his wings burned off and tarp, bat like wings grew in their place. In a great rush of air, he gave his wings a test run.



He lifted himself up off the gurnd and flew off, laughing as he did. What I had done, I did not know, but I did know that I would regret it. As quickly as it happened, it was over, and the sky returned to normal. That's when I saw him, well, not him really, just what he wanted me to see.

the first thing that I noticed about this angel named Lucifur was that he DID have wings, but they didn't look right. they seemed smaller than what I had imagined, and a little withered. He pulled me up and told me that I was in Heaven. It didn't seem right though. I don't remember dying.



The whole time that I was looking around, Lucifur just stared at me. For an angel, he seemed very disturbing. He told me that there was a reconing about to happen, and that I should make haste. I didn't know how I got there and I definetly didn't know how I was getting out.



Lucifur told me that the only way to leave heaven, was to be thrown out. And that he said, was one of the easiest things to do in the world. He told that all I need to do was to simply pluck the feather off the wings of an angel and utter an incantation that would destroy the angel in question. Lucifur supplied me with, what else, but one of his own feathers. I had wondered the reasoning behind this but went along with it anyway.



I plucked a feather from Lucifurs back and muttered the incantation. I was definitely not prepared for what came next!

It's weird, I didn't even feel it. I was with my mother and my father one moment and then... then I was here. I don't understand whats going on. I've only just regained conciousnes and all I can see is white. And there's this, this constant feeling of bliss, ecstacy if you will.



What's this? An arm? It has the form of an angelic figure. But I cannot see any wings. He told me that his name was Lucifur and that I was in the realm of Heaven. He asked me how I had gotten here without passing through the gates. I couldn't give him an answer even if I had wanted to, and I really didn't want to!

Heh, you mortals have such a small window of oppertunity when it comes to advanture. You are only limited to this earth and nothing more! Some of us gifted ones have the ability to travel between the gates of Heaven and the portals to the different levels of hell. What I am about to tell you is NOT for the unbelieving.



When I was in my youth, I had such disregard for the seals put on the two great realms of Hevean and Hell. I traversed between the two so smoothly that it was second nature for me. One day, my medeling got me into trouble, big trouble.



As stated in my profile, it explains how I got to your realm. That is not a tall tale. My first destination was to heaven. Being the son of a very miscivious demon and a very dark witch, I was bestowed powers beyond even my comprehension. The first time I used my gift was for a trip to heaven.



My journal will backtrack trough time and will be presented when I wrote them, and let me warn you, they go back, back before the bible, back before the earth, back before everything.