A muted explosion pierced the tranquil sky, heralding the arrival of an otherworldly being. As the skies cleared, a figure emerged from the brilliant sunlight, casting a reverent aura that swept over everything in its path. This being, of unassuming stature but possessing eyes as clear as crystal, stood before you, locking its gaze with yours. At that moment, the world seemed to blur, and the sensation of faintness threatened to overtake you.
Their two slender wings, shimmering like liquid gold, bore a tapestry of birds and animals, an ethereal display of life intertwined. Every movement of their toned body exuded solemnity, and their form bore radiant markings that shimmered like constellations in the night sky. Clutched firmly in their grasp was a weapon of luminous energy, a relic that exuded an aura of miracles and mysteries, an enigmatic presence that defied comprehension.
Once more, those piercing eyes turned to you, and a serene smile graced their countenance. They raised a hood, cloaking their visage in shadow, before proceeding toward their enigmatic purpose.
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Kalina... a name tinged with infamy. And Gadriel... no biblical epithet could adequately encapsulate the depths of his malevolence.
The angel, the harbinger of chaos, bore the name Gadriel.
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It was this initial encounter that ignited the spark of infidelity within Kalina's heart. She lay in bed beside her devoted yet cult-like husband.
Stone-Edge, her husband, had succumbed to slumber after a night of intimate passion with Kalina, his beloved wife.
And then, as if ordained by fate, Gadriel descended through her window, bearing a mission swiftly abandoned. With a single glance, he reignited the embers of her past, beckoning her back to the recklessness that had defined her existence before marriage. In the dead of night, she stealthily slid out of bed, leaving her husband's side to flirt with the alluring Gadriel.
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"But what about the children?"
The thought of Road-Edge, their child, devastated her. Although he had distanced himself from the cult, Road-Edge held no desire to remain tethered to their twisted beliefs. A grown man, he had long since departed from his parent's residence, defying societal norms that bound men and women to their parents' homes until marriage, all in the name of religion.
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Road-Edge still lived at this time, a presence that loomed over Kalina's transgressions. She reveled in her secret liaisons with Gadriel for two months, returning to the bed she once shared with her husband, indulging in those stolen moments within the castle's confines.
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Gadriel's initial intentions had been far from mere lustful desires. He had ventured forth with a darker purpose – to end the lives of Kalina and her entire family. Yet, as time unfolded, his convictions faltered. A moral dilemma tore at his very essence: should he end Kalina's life or spare her, giving in to forbidden desires?
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Gadriel would later regale his comrades, other angels of malevolence, with a twisted jest. They inquired about the success of his mission, and he, with a smirk, would proclaim, "Yes, I definitely 'hit' it," before promptly returning to Kalina's embrace whenever she beckoned.
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Yet, fate's unpredictable hand dealt a surprising twist when Kalina mentioned a "pregnancy scare." The revelation shocked Gadriel into a grim reality. The prospect of fatherhood, of creating life, was not part of his mission. He implored Kalina to eliminate the child once it was born, for there existed no concept of abortion on this planet.
Kalina, however, stood firm in her resolve. She intended to give the child away once it entered the world, a decision that sent a chilling shiver through Gadriel's spine.
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To ascertain her pregnancy, Kalina embarked on a peculiar ritual. She released her urine upon the rocks of Reduxis, an act that would yield either a brilliant hot pink sparkle, indicating pregnancy, or a dull, dirty brown, revealing the stain of adultery.
The rocks turned... a tumultuous mix of colors. Dirty brown, yes, but also hot pink and sparkling, a glowing testament to the angelic DNA coursing through the unborn child. It was decided that the child would be entrusted to a maid after this perplexing incident.
The specter of impending responsibility jolted Gadriel from his illicit liaison. He wanted no part in fatherhood, and the looming burden weighed heavily on his shoulders.
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As time unraveled, word of Gadriel's dalliances reached the ears of his angelic cohort. It was revealed that he was engaging in these escapades when-never, rather than when he claimed he'd eliminate Kalina.
Which, in truth, was
He wasn't dismissed from his role; instead, he faced a tongue-lashing from the leader of the malevolent angels, Vequaniel. Vequaniel's voice thundered with reproach as he scolded, "You not only bedded her, you impregnated her?! What purpose did I send you for? I tasked you with eradicating this accursed race, and you multiply it instead! How does your carnal indulgence serve our cause?!"
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Gadriel, unfazed, responded with an impudent grin, "Well, it might not help you, but it certainly helps me."
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The story continues in present times...