| Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Why is it that paintings and sculptures always show St Michael triumph over Lucifer? Logically-speaking, Lucifer would pwnz0r St Michael. Since...
No.1) Lucifer was the greatest and mightiest angel in Heaven.
No.2) Whenever a figure goes to the dark side. They level up and become more powerful. This theory is proven in all games, movies, animes and mangas. When have you ever seen a character gone to the dark side and emerge weaker?
If I have enough inspiration, I might churn out a short novella with Lucifer being the protagionist. As for now, here's a composition that will get a perfect score if you're from a catholic school lolol.
In the beginning, there was the word. And the word was God…
A lone archangel guarded the gates of Etemenanki. It was Michael, two of his six perfect wings obscuring his face. His plumage was full, pristine white with a mother-of-pearl sheen.
“You’ll pay for this impertinence.” Archangel Michael spoke directly into his mind. A mellifluous, baritone voice filled with resentment.
Behind the approaching seraphim were corpses of countless angels laid like flagstones of war. Their wings snapped at impossible angles, their expressions horrific with glazed eyes and lips opened in silent screams. The seraphim flicked his great black blade, splattering on holy ground the blood of slain angels.
Michael retracted his wings, revealing his beautiful face. And his fiery eyes thundered open.
“Feel the wrath of God.”
Ripples of crimson fire swept across the area, the burning faith of Archangel Michael incinerating all in its wake. The corpses of slain angels crumbled and curled to ashes, and from ashes to flame.
The seraphim smirked in reply, and proceeded to spread all six of his wings. What was once known as the most beautiful wings in Heaven were now tainted black. The oppressive darkness emanated from his ebony feathers extinguished the holy flames.
A great sword materialized in Archangel Michael’s hand, its golden blade flared under his grip.
“To brush off the righteous fire of faith, Lucifer… just how far have you exactly fallen?”
The clash of great swords thundered so tremendously, that Heaven shook as the bringer of light battled against the general of God’s army.
The two angels weaved in and out, moving like a choreographed dance. Darkness and fire collided in an epic battle of domination. Lucifer beat his wings strongly, shooting black feathers that transformed to serrated arrows in mid-flight. Michael stepped back and swung his great sword, a fan of flames trailing behind the golden blade. The arrows cluttered uselessly against the shield of fire. Michael then plunge his sword forward, in which Lucifer riposted, scoring a wound on the archangel’s right arm and knocking the golden blade off. Michael tumbled down and tried to rise, only to find the wicked black blade of Lucifer staring at his unprotected white neck.
“Lucifer, you…”
“You were never my equal, Brother Michael.”
Lucifer lowered his great black blade and headed towards gates of Etemenanki, where the throne of God resides.
Sighing disdainfully, Archangel Michael picked up his sword. He remembered Lucifer as the greatest and the most beautiful angel, the first to rebel against God. But most importantly, he’ll always remember Lucifer as the first angel to shed tears.
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I blogged at 2:40 PM
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Name: Clement
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