Some story stuff, the final war just started.
He hated this place, the harsh lights, the scent of drugs, smoke, and alcohol, and the harsh ringing noises coming from almost every building. It was a nest of sin, but it was where his counterpart spent his time, and it was where he had escaped death itself. He walked up to a building that stunk of drugs and something even more pungent. He walked up to them man at the door. "There is a man on there, a common customer who always has a lot of money to throw around, fetch him for me" he said. "I'm not fetching nobody!" Said the man "If you want to see someone, then you go in and get them yourself." "I may not be seen in such an unsavory place as a brothel, I will pay you a fee, but get the man I requested" He said, this time adding some power to his voice. The man did as was asked, once receiving his fee, and soon, walking out of the place, was a pail man with a black shirt and pants, his fly down and his belt unbuckled. "Cupid!" said the new man, "never thought I'd see you here." "I'm not here for pleasure, come with me, we have something very important to discuss." "Well, it must be important if you came to this place, let's go." Both let out their wings, the plumages white for him, and black for the man who just left the brothel, both with a pink tint at the edge. The air rushed past as they flew up and up, eventually landing of the highest rooftop. "Well, Chamuel? What is it?" asked to man. "Asmodeus, moments ago, five of the seven princes died, you and Leviathan are the only ones left" responded Chamuel. "What!?! How!?!" "A being known as ATHATH dropped an object know as the Neo Doom Mug on them, it buried them under the layers of Hell." Chamuel looked over to his companion. Asmodeus's disguise was burning away, his scleras turning black, the irises a blazing red, twisting, blood red horns grew from his head and his hands grew dark red claws at the tips of his fingers. "HE WILL SUFFER, I WILL TRACK HOM DOWN AND MAKE SURE OF IT!" "He's already dead, he died in the attack." "THEN, then..." he fell down, crying. Chamuel put his hand over his counterparts should. They sat there for a while, crying on the rooftop of sin city. Soon, Asmodeus pulled his head up. "So, what do you want me to do." "Leviathan is the only one left, and he had the same reaction as you, but instead of crying..." "He still wants vengeance." "Yes." "On who?" "The Mortal Plain." "What!? That won't help! That's moronic!" "He's in grief Asmodeus, same as you, but while some can admit it, others just turn it into something else." "So, what do you want me to do?" "You like the world, we want you to keep him from destroying it." "I'll do it, if you get your guy on the ground to start working towards fixing this." "Already done." They both stood up. "One last question." "Yes?" "You didn't smile once, or even looked ok happy, I know that might be because you were giving me bad news, but it's not like you, what's wrong." Chamuel turned to his counterpart with a sad smile. "Your not the only one who lost someone you were close to. My oldest brother died last night, I'm going to his funeral."
Summary: Chamuel tells Asmodeus what just happened in hell, and they get Asmodeus to help them stop Leviathan from destroying the world. Meanwhile, Leviathan is planning to invade earth, and Angels are getting ready for Lucifer's funeral.
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