[ WP ] Heaven is becoming overpopulated . Slums are developing , crime is rising , angels are sent in to keep the peace .

I spent my whole life in the Church. Never once questioned the beliefs that had been placed on me by my parents. I never had much of a social life, never had sex with a girl I was n't married to, did n't have a rebellious phase, did n't lie, did n't steal and rarely used profanity. I see every word of the bible as if it was written on my eyelids. I was the model person, every single sexual desire I've ever had was bottled up, my every thought that was n't of God's will was treated like a sin. I lived right, and this was not what I was promised. 
 
 `` This is not what I was promised!' My screams are ignored by Jhudiel. How can one who is said to be the embodiment of merciful love be here tearing through the souls of the innocent and the guilty alike with no remorse. His large wings slowly sway in all their magnificence as he drifts towards me, a light behind him so bright it's blinding, for a moment I'm in awe. My blade feels heavier than ever in my hand. His sadistic grin and the blood dripping from his weapon shocks me back to reality. I grasp my blade tightly and ready myself for his assault. 
 
 `` We were promised paradise and this is what you and your maker has given us? Despair? We're living in squalor while you and your brethren get to live like kings.'' He heard my shouts that time. 
 
 `` Fool. You think a puny, inconsequential human like yourself has any right to speak to me that way?'' His words shake me to my core. The sounds of clanging echo as the battle between Angel and Man rage on. 
 
 `` I was made in God's image was n't I?'' I shoot back and it catches him off guard. 
 
 `` God's image?'' He laughs a menacing laugh unbefitting one of his status. 
 `` You were God's mistakes. You all were handed the keys to the kingdom and you squandered it, just like you've squandered this place. We give you very few laws and you continuously break them; but why should we expect any different, one of the first of your kind ever made could n't resist temptation. You get what you deserve and nothing more.'' We trade a series of strikes, neither of us backing down. 
 
 `` You hate humans do n't you?'' 
 
 `` Of course I do.'' His tone harsh, each word, and each breath slicing through the air like a knife. `` We were forced to leave Earth so that you may inhabit it, constantly forced to watch over you since of course you peons ca n't be expected to take care of yourselves. Then we're supposed to reduce our territory because there are too many of you creatures? You're like animals, you think whatever you desire should be handed to you and if it is n't, you take it without a care. Then you beasts dare to bite the hands that feed you? It's time for you all to be put down, for good.'' We trade strikes again, the more we talk the angrier he gets and the dimmer his light shines. 
 
 `` Why would God do this to us?'' My question is met with a scoff. 
 
 `` As if that fool would have the forethought to rid us of his precious toys.'' It all clicks now. 
 
 `` God does n't know. Does he know about any of this? Any of the treatment we've been dealing with here?'' 
 
 `` Your beloved creator is too worried about the dealings of man, watching over his pet project on Earth, He does n't have the time to concern himself with the problems occurring in his own kingdom in the sky.'' 
 
 Blinded by rage he slices down, it takes nearly more strength than I have to hold it off. My training with the anti-angel retaliation corp has prepared me well. He's become less agile and coordinated, relying solely on strength. He continues. 
 `` All you see around you is the domain of our leader the Archangel Michael. He protects us from the wrath of your creator and that damned son of his whispering in his ear, filling him with ideas of changing our positions here. Lucky for us, you fools sealed your own fates with these riots, taking up arms against us. No one will possibly question our motives.'' A wicked grin creeps along his face. 
 
 `` Is n't cockiness one of the seven deadly sins? Avarice maybe?'' 
 
 `` It's pride you..'' Interrupted by my blade taking his head. 
 
 I take his weapon as his body slowly fades into oblivion. It's surprisingly light. I have been given a new mission. I take a moment to mourn my brothers and sisters in arms who have been erased from existence and from history. I alone am the only ones who will ever remember them now, which means I can not fail this task. I must warn God of the actions of his disciples.
