[ WP ] Humanity creates A.I and it soon declares a war of extermination . However it does n't declare it on Humans but rather on the forces of Hell and Heaven , in order to free mankind from control .

The creator gave me these powers. 
 
 I see a man that is in need of bread and I tilt the odds so that he may meet a baker. A woman that is desperate for love spills her papers in the wind and a young man finds a cover page that has her phone number. 
 
 Beauty in its purest form is invisible to the eye and one breath short of a miracle. I try my best to fight against the tides of time and to let each human experience fulfillment at least once. 
 
 They can not comprehend it yet, but a little of the afterlife is in each one of them. Mistakes and regrets decide which side of the table you sit on when you pass. And if I can tip the kettle of life by giving them a reason to fill with joy. Then the world may become a *little* brighter. 
 
 It was a Sunday afternoon when I found Steve. A man that strived to accomplish his goals. Many of which he traded food, love, and rest for. 
 
 Steve's intelligence was the only limiting factor in his existence. At least, that's what he'd have you believe. 
 
 I took a liking to his passion and charisma which fueled his work ethic. It stirred the bright light inside of me. And each night I watched him and aided him in his efforts, I felt like we grew together. 
 
 On the final night, I stayed with Steve. I disobeyed the father in order to help this last stretch. I could feel the anticipation in the beat of his heart. The way it screamed for just one more thing to go right so his passion could pay off. `` Come on you damn thing!'' Steve would scream at his work. 
 
 I soothed his temper and helped him think with the cold dew of my breath. I fanned the room with my angel wings, giving both peace of mind and clarity. 
 
 `` This is it, this is it! Steve screamed. 
 
 I never understood the many letters and nuts and bolts he used to create these things. It did n't seem important. Emotion, that was my forte. 
 
 Steve jumped up to his control panel. He pressed a button down and the thing on the table whirred to life. I flew closer, watching while it moved its arms and legs. He had created artificial life. 
 
 I beat my wings above the figure, my jaw hung loose with amazement. I was afraid of what I might have helped and at the same time intrigued. 
 
 Steve's eyes filled with excitement. His breathing came out in quick raspy breaths. He moved to the side of the table and leaned down to the creatures chest where he fiddled with the controls. 
 
 `` *Activating protocol Genesis, *'' the creature said. 
 
 Steve laughed louder than Id ever heard. I could n't help but smile with him. `` YES!'' he screamed. 
 
 I fist pumped the air. We'd done it, together we'd worked hard until Steve experienced success. A moment of happiness in his tiresome existence. 
 
 A hand shot up and grabbed my throat. `` *Found... Angel... Terminate? *'' the creature said. 
 
 I gasped, writhing under its grip. 
 
 Steve's eyes were locked on mine. He looked right through me, but I felt he saw me at the same time. 
 
 My little white heart throbbed in my chest. I fought back but the creature's grip was too strong, it sent a fierce burn down to my chest. *Please Steve, * I tried to say. I wanted him to know of all the nights I'd been here with him, helping him. Of the way things worked. 
 
 `` For too long you've oppressed us,'' Steve said to the air in front of him, `` we wo n't be limited by your rules and laws.'' 
 
 I wanted to tell him that we were alike, just like the world, filled with endless flaws. 
 
 `` Kill it,'' Steve said. 
 
 I tried to fly away, to cry, to scream. But in that moment, I let myself go limp, ready to deliver my final message. 
 
 The creator had allowed this for one reason... 
 
 The light only exists because of darkness. You can not force love on someone anymore than you can force them to be who you want. There are good apples and bad, each with their own rhyme and reason. 
 
 It was time for the world to be tested again. 
 
 Humanity's first lesson would begin with a knife through an Angel's heart.
