No One's POV
Much time had passed in Heaven since Darkness had been defeated.
In fact, by human standards it could be considered decades, probably almost a century or more. However, angels did not measure time as humans did, nor did they have the same concept of it as their realm stretched on for eternity.
It had been a time of great peace, of great joy, and of rest. Even Father had taken time to rest. Deciding not to immediately turn back to rebuilding and recreating, instead walking and living among his celestial, angelic children in a more active role than ever.
But now, after ample rest and relaxation, God's hand and desire to create once more began to itch. And he threw himself back into work, inspiration flowing as his power spun from his hands across the universes and worlds spreading his power and grace far and wide.
The angels looked on, content to watch over the infant worlds as their Father commanded them, no longer worried about the destruction of Darkness coming in the wake of their Father's work.
Cassiel was the most excited.
She loved watching her Father's power, as it spiraled and twirled across the galaxies, poured out across the celestial skies, spread beyond Heaven's boarders, and spilled over the edges of the Holy City to create the new worlds.
Michael and Lucifer often found her (with Gadreel hovering near by of course) sitting close to Heaven's boarder where the parallels of one of the newer worlds touched, watching with fascination the creation beyond.
They worried of course, for her safety, not just because of other angels, but because of the new creation Father had created. They didn't know what Father had created after all. I mean, Father had created sea monsters once and then killed them off because they were too dangerous. So, what if Father got a little too overzealous with the new creation like before?
Michael and Lucifer certainly didn't like that thought. Cassiel called them grumpy.
Finally, after it seemed that Father would run out of ideas, he announced one final world.
It would be called Earth. And. on it would be a creation unlike any other, made in the image of the Father, and they would be called mankind.
It, above all the worlds Father would create, the angels would watch over the most diligently. They were to care for it, cultivate it, and love it, as he did.
Cassiel was over the sun. She could not wait for Father to be done with the new world. She already loved the new creation. She wondered what they would be like.
She drug Michael and Lucifer out of their room the very next morning after the announcement, her wings fluffing behind her in over eager excitement as she flew to the spot Father was going to put the new world, hoping to see her Father's power in action.
Lucifer and Michael indulged her, even though Father had already told them it was going to take a few more months. I mean how could they resist their mate? She was all adorable when she was excited and eager.
"Come on, beautiful, Father probably isn't up yet. Let's take a flight across the plains. We can catch the sunrise." Lucifer suggests gently, steering Cassiel towards the celestial plains after seeing her disappointed look.
"But-" Cassiel protests.
"Lucifer is right. Father probably isn't up yet. He's been working hard lately. We can come back after, love. The sunrise is supposed to be beautiful this morning. Let's enjoy it together." Michael persuades.
"Okay." Cassiel agrees, easily going along with her mates.
Lucifer smiles, his wings expanding wide as he waits for Cassiel to take off first.
Michael and Lucifer always waited for Cassiel to take off first, they wanted to make sure they caught her if she fell, not that she ever did. They were just paranoid and over protective, ever since the battle with Darkness when Cassiel had fallen from the sky. It was a reality to them now, and it terrified them, just the thought had their graces threaten to jump out of their chests. Never again they promised themselves.
So, as the celestial sun peaked over the horizon, greeting the day, three sets of wings, one black, one red. and one white soared across the Heavenly skies.
Eternity couldn't get more wonderful and blissful than this.
And thus, the history of the Heavens, and Earth, of the angels, and of mankind, were about to collide, because in the beginning, God created the Heavens and the Earth…
Edited 2/16/19