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Faust has a minion!

Minion the Noosh

Faust
Legacy Name: Faust

The

Custom Glacier Fester
Owner:

KRONOS

Age: 17 years, 2 months, 2 weeks

Born: February 16th, 2007

Adopted: 17 years, 2 months, 2 weeks ago (Legacy)

Adopted: February 16th, 2007 (Legacy)

Statistics

Level: 13
Strength: 32
Defense: 32
Speed: 21
Health: 32
HP: 32/32
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Unemployed

Father, this thick air is murderous.
breathe in ice, breathe out ash.

The cold cuts into his skin like the blade of a dagger, its stinging ache settling deep into his bones. There's ice in his marrow, in his hollow, ashen veins. It sits in his limbs, heavy and numb.
He feels bloodless. Brittle.
He stares into the gray that stretches out against the horizon, at the plumes of fog that cling to the mountains, throwing their jagged peaks in muted mist. Behind him, there's nothing but the steep cliff, frosted with snow and serrated with black rocks, keeping the condemned from escaping the bitter wasteland.
Gray bleeds into white. Glass and sand, he thinks.

--

Bitter wind whispers against his numb limbs, nudging, nudging, like spirits made from fire and bone. He takes sharp lungfuls of metallic air, laid thick with biting frost, that burn his lungs raw.
The kiss of ice stings his cheeks, and blazes, sharp and slow and bright, behind wet eyes. It embraces him, like despair embraces those who have abandoned hope, and he feels lost. But he cannot stop here. He is so close.
He looks to his left and sees mountains stretching endlessly towards the gray, gray sky, like bony hands and sharp little fingers reaching, pointing, towards the bleak sun. He looks to his right, and sees peaks cut from black stone and white ice, carved statues of marble and ivory and smoke. He looks all around, tilting his head towards the horizon, and sees the ice dropping from the gray above.
He looks down, and plunges himself into the steel abyss.
.
.

.

The silence roars in his ears, heavy, like the sea.

[ RISE "]

There are cemeteries that are lonely
and graves full of bones
that do not make a sound

To the human race, Heaven is a place we associate with perfection and purity, a flawless utopia. But the reality is far from the picturesque innocence we have crafted of the afterlife for those who have lived and loved without sin.

In the time before Christ's sacrifice for mankind, Heaven was as what we described it to be. But seraphs are not incorruptible, and beings, regardless of their capacity to love and their exposition of just, unflawed good, change.

[ FALL : RISE "]

HIERARCHY OF ANGELS

First Sphere — Seraphim, Cherubim, and Thrones
Second Sphere — Dominions, Virtues, and Powers
Third Sphere — Rulers, Archangels, and Angels

ANGELS — beings closest to humans; intermediaries between the Almighty and humanity.

ARCHANGELS — carry messages to humans, and command armies of Angels in the constant battle with the darkness.

RULERS — the Guardian Angels of cities, nations and rulers; guard against the invasion of evil angels and demons.

POWERS — prevent the Fallen from taking over and keeping the universe in balance; angels of birth and death.

VIRTUES — the angels of Grace who bring blessings to mortals, usually in the form of miracles; known as the 'brilliant' or 'shining' ones, they are associated with acts of heroism and bring courage when needed.

DOMINIONS — they regulate the duties of the other angels.

THRONES — called the 'many eyed ones' — have the duty of carrying out decisions, and are represented by fire.

CHERUBIM — sent to guard the gates of Eden -- powerful beings with four wings and four faces, not chubby babies

SERAPHIM — 'the burning ones' because they are closest to God and radiate pure light.

Seraphs are no longer guiltless. They are no longer sinless.

The Holy are plagued by the seven sins. Angels suffer from lust and envy (wish to be of higher rank), archangels and rulers (the ranks that battle and command armies) are plagued by wrath, powers (supposed to be angels of life and death) are apt to greed, dominions and thrones (the decision makers and the regulators) are prone to sloth, seraphs (the ones closest to God) have fallen to pride. Still untouched by sin are the virtues (bringers of miracles) and cherubims (the guardians).

Sin among the Holy manifests itself as a black blight that mars their white skin. Enough of the blight consumes its host and causes them to fall.

To keep themselves clean of corrupted blight and to prevent themselves from falling, many of the Holy have arranged a ritual with Lucifer, the regent of the Fallen. Every millennia during the solstice winter, the Council of Seven (the archangels) must perform a ritual sacrifice of one innocent soul (someone who is crossing over from the mortal world to their afterlife in Heaven; they aren't yet an Angel, but they aren't really human anymore either). The ritual renders the soul unable to cross the Twelve Gates into the throne of God. Instead, they must undertake a journey into darkness or otherwise be forced to wander (wandering the earth = physically painful). The soul must pass through the nine circles of hell and into the icy bowels of the ninth circle, Treachery. Innocent souls that are condemned to this fate cannot rest until they reach the ninth circle. Here, at their final resting place, they will die again.

The darkness thrives best when it can take something bright and untouched — so Lucifer is always excited for this ritual. In return, he sends daemons to suck the blight from the skin of the corrupted angels.

When someone who isn't an angel or condemned to hell sets foot inside it, their soul slowly fades and decays. Decay occurs because souls are pure spirits that have been deemed entrance to a land of purity. They cannot withstand sin. Once they reach the ninth circle, their inner essence is consumed by darkness.

Faust is chosen for this purpose and undertakes this journey. Crosses the river Styx and the lake of fire.

He cannot remember his name.

[ FALL : RISE "]

+ angel hierarchy from HERE
+ prof / story @me

[ FALL "]