Jasper watched as Serpa communicated it was the exact way he twisted his lips, he did not know what this Serpa had Done but judging from The look Michael gave him it was obvious that he was an alleged criminal, He hoped to see no more, But his Gaze landed on Michael who seemed to have seen him their eyes colliding as one was strongly boring a hole into the other, this shocked Jasper and just as he turned to move away, his vision was clouded again and this time he was taken to years back before the present.
Jasper landed on a rock after being carried away earlier, he felt a pull that required him to sit and remain seated, he watched his surroundings cool off until everything became clearer the floors were tiled with Gold the walls were decorated with stones that held his name he noticed a river that was as glassy as a clear blue sky it was magnanimous to behold, He saw creatures that had wings behind them attached to their body and at a centre, he was mesmerized by what he saw taking his eyes off with a forceful tear his hears rang out by the next sound he heard, luckily he was a spirit at the moment and he did not have a beating heart that would have given him out.
Creator: Let the human line continue to flow forever, unending, Serpa and the rest who had disobeyed me should be summoned.
A thundering voice in heaven could be heard, its orders at the mention of Serpa summoning, a great prison could be seen in the opening, and fumes escaped from it.
Then the angels who opened the dungeon stood by the rim and drew a chain that bonded the so-called Serpa into the Dungeon.
Once the chain was fully drawn out, a large roar came out of the dungeon that had just been opened. A handsome creature with a bruised body emerged from the pit his body though bruised was enchanting and his back held a glamorous wing different from the rest even different from Michael's, It was fascinating to behold it seduced all eyes that beheld it, but that was not the most shocking part of his look. Jasper saw himself Completely in the chained Serpa before him, he was his complete doppelganger and he was surely the one he had seen earlier, but there was no explanation for the mystery yet, he was baffled completely. yet he watched.
Once Serpa's body was in full view he was dragged by the angels who sprinkled a dust-like object on his body, in a twinkle of an eye his injuries had gone and his body had become completely heed of all the ulcer he had.
Being the strongest, smartest, and sharpest of all angels(Now fallen) the lord of the demons in the underworld and outer space, The angels were quick enough to cast a weakening word of woe by the creator on him, or else they angels were as good as dead themselves before they knew what had happened.
Dragging him to the presence of the creator who held a baby in his arms, it was a baby girl, he gently cooed her like the gentle father he was.
Only then did Jasper have a full view of the Man at the centre and the baby in his arms.
His face became sour the moment he caught sight of Serpa, His most talented angel who had rebelled against him.
Handing the baby over to a female angel who lay in waiting, his skin shone as the brightness of the sun.
His glory radiated around him his flowing grey hair and golden shoes his eyes were like fire and it held both peace and rage, it was like something one had never seen before.
Deep in the eyes held love, unexplainable love.
The baby which seemed to have been sleeping earlier peeped from the female angel's hand to the floor and her eyes fell on Serpa who felt it and looked back at her only to take his eyes away quickly, she was his torment and the only cure to pain, she was his answer and only weakness she was not going to let the creator see that and use it against him.
It was too late because the creator had noticed it.
"Papa" a melodious and heavenly voice interrupted everyone's thoughts making everyone trace back to the voice only to land on the baby.
"Papa" stretched her arms back to the creator's arm who immediately gave in to her plea.
"Papa, why is Uncle Serpa in chains?" the baby asked, being an angelic being and a special one her brains worked fast and her body grew faster than most normal kids.
"Uncle Serpa did something bad" the creator replied as he continued to stare back at Serpa who refused to look up, The baby in his arms had rainbow colour wings on her back it was different from other angels he did not just call her Jasmine for no reason, her body glowed and sparkles in Rainbow, if Serpa was an enchanter then this baby was the Enchantress beauty who radiated glory around her, the master knew for sure she would be Serpas only cause of existence and death, he loved Serpa too much to give him a punishment of death not because he could not do it but he believes in second chance and that was exactly what he was going to do.
A large trumpet began to echo across the hall, interrupting all thoughts and converse, before the creators' throne, David the archangel of music began to play the chords as he sat in front of his fellow angels ordering and coordinating them as the host of heavens choir Master.
It was not a pleasant song, but rather a tune of judgement a tune that was played only for Judgement. Each event has its own time and Music in heaven.
A melancholic tune erupted in the air, changing the atmosphere.
It was time.
Changing a Demon heart although an angel, The creator had high hopes