I remade the pool of healing once more when I regained a little of my powers.
"God," the gorilla said as he lowered himself.
"No... Call me... Ethan. I had long forsaken my birth name," I said gently.
I smiled softly at him and went to the crash site, with a snap of my fingers the crash site and everything appeared brand new.
"...what happened to your eyes Alex," the wise baboon asked. The stick he used to carry himself.
I sat down on a rock and had a sad expression on my face, I had remembered everything... The downside of being an angel.
"...the angels used a certain cursed weapon of death. They call it destined death. They used it to gouge my eyes out. First my right, then my left. But that was in the first couple of weeks there," I said.
"And they didn't try and kill you with it?" One of the wolfs asked.
"Oh the bastards certainly tried alright, however, me and death have always had problems," I shrugged.
I laid down and let the wolf cuddle up with me as I gently rubbed his stomach as one would do with a dog.
My eyes were always closed due to the empty feeling I got when I opened them. Although I couldn't see, I could ... "See".
Like an outline version of everything. So it was like seeing normally but without eyes or colors.
I closed my eyes and separated my universe from the original. I made it so you couldn't access this universe without the password, but in reality, it was fake.
All you needed was the backdoor entrance, and I'm not telling you that.
With this nobody would be able to get into my universe without permission so I could do what I want.
Some time had passed and when I was ready I just teleported to earth. The reason for this was simple really, I wanted to help people.
....
"Young lady," I said softly.
I looked like a homeless man for sure. Shaggy hair, a long cloak to protect from the cold, and some other stuff. It also didn't help that I didn't have any eyes.
"Your life is in terrible danger... Make sure not to go down any alleyways okay sweetie," I said softly.
There was a sweet tone to my voice and the woman nodded her head and left wondering what the hell even happened.
And... Poof gone. I went and gave other people someone with some life problems.
When people try to recall that man's face... It just went poof. You won't be able to remember.
...
(Meanwhile in heaven)
"He's what," Michaels fist slammed into the desk and broke it.
"He escaped," an angel said.
Micheal threw her desk against the wall and gripped her hair.
"You're telling me, the most secure prison in all of existence, let not just anyone, but a NEPHILIM escape. A Nephilim whose power was already destroying the fabric of reality by just fighting," Micheal yelled.
'the abomination is already regaining his strength at an alarming rate. He's definitely coming to get revenge for what we did to his eyes. If only I knew where he was,' Michael's brain was working overtime trying to find a solution to her struggles.
Micheal flung things in her office and spared nothing. Her desk overturned, her paperwork flung in the arm, the glass broke, and her screams echoed throughout the ever-expanding heaven.
She wasn't harmed at all, after all, she ... COULDN'T get harmed... But that... Abomination had been able to harm her. He almost killed her.
His wings almost sliced through her body and completely stopped her regeneration, both soul and body.
Just thinking about that... Thing's true origins cause Micheal to shudder. It seems they were still lucky he had only realized his angelic side of the family.
Only God knows what will happen if that thing...ever finds out about his true father. What Gabriel ever saw in him Micheal didn't know.
'please god... If you're out there still .. give me a sign,' Micheal prayed at the cross.
A small paper floated down that appeared out of nowhere, and Micheal picked up the note.
"Your fucked -G"
(The end)