Now Playing: "And all things will end" -Avenged Sevenfold
Topic: Falling from the heavens.
True I had not forseen the Gods reacting the way they did, tearing the wings from hundreds of angels and casting them to the underworld. At first I will admit, I felt an incredible guilt, after all it was my fault. Then as I was falling the great distance into the realm of mortals I began to think of my punishment. Spending the remainder of time in the realm of mortals. Though I had little time to think about this as I was drifting into unconsciousness due to the amount of blood that spewed from my back where my left wing was just but a little while ago. I noticed one more thing before I passed out however. My blood wasn't red like a mortal's or demon's, nor was it clear or a light hue of blue like the Gods and the rest of my kind. It was black. As black as a night with no moon, as black as the feathers of the Raven, and as I would come to find out later in my existance, as black as my tormented soul.