When I came to my senses, I was in my spirit form, standing inside a dark chamber. Above me sat six silhouettes, their actual appearances deliberately hidden.
Dragonborn. You stand before the High Council.
The High Council is a group of immensely powerful spirits that guard the universe. The members represent the different sections of the universe. The six present are the ones that represent the sections I have influenced: the Physical/Mortal realm, the Mental/Emotional realm (the worlds within each living being's mind), the Higher realm ("Heaven"), the Middle realm (earthbound spirits and spirit beings in the mortal realm, "Limbo"), the Lower realm ("Hell"), and the Between realm I mentioned earlier, where L. Ron Hubbarb (or Stan Marsh, as he is now known) and I planned the battle at school.
Dragonborn.
The High Council said again, speaking in unison, power flowing from every word.
You have been charged with the following offenses: Allowing your identity as an angel to be revealed to mortals, actively revealing one or more of your powers to mortals, becoming overly involved in the personal affairs of humans, giving an angel under your command permission to reveal his or her identity to one or more mortals, taking on and destroying a spirit without obtaining permission to do so, and the highest offense…
Their glowing eyes brightened ferociously as they bellowed.
BREAKING THE GENTLEMEN'S CODE!
I bowed my head, closing my eyes as I listened to them list off my offenses. I never liked breaking the laws of the angels, but I didn't regret my decisions. I would take my punishment head-on, with my head held high until the very end.
Dragonborn. How do you plead? The High Council thundered.
Guilty as charged. I replied, my voice calm and sure, ignoring how small and insignificant it was compared to theirs.
Do you have any regrets? They asked me.
I do not. I replied.
You do not regret violating our laws? The High Council almost sounded angry, though they managed to retain emotionless professionalism.
I do not regret the good that came of these offenses. I stated calmly.
Explain.
Every charge is true. I did break all of these laws. But I did so in order to protect the people of the mortal realm. As the Angel of Unity, it is my duty to bring people together, and all of these crimes were based around that mindset.
How is that? The High Council asked me incredulously.
By revealing my powers to a mortal, I bonded that human to me, allowing him to trust me and help me in my mission. I explained. The High Council cut me off.
Our report shows that you have a romantic bond with this mortal. They said. If I were human, I would have blushed. As an angel, I simply answered truthfully.
That is correct. I love this human dearly.
One of the spirits, the one in charge of the Emotional realm, nodded, pleased with my answer. The others ignored it.
You also gave permission to the Sacrificial Angel of Fear, who serves directly under you, to reveal his identity, as well as yours, to another mortal. How do you explain that?
Just as I love the mortal I revealed myself to, the Lord of Paranoia loves the mortal he revealed himself to, so I allowed him to bond with this mortal, unifying them, as I was sent to do. I replied, emphasizing the word "unifying" as I did so.
That is not within your authority! They boomed, angered by my bold actions.
It is. As the Angel of Unity, I am to bring people together, mortal or otherwise. If it is a crime to allow happiness to my subordinates, then consider me a criminal of the highest degree. I defended, hiding my anger more effectively than the High Council did.
Your boldness will be the end of you! One of the spirits, from the Mortal realm, bellowed, his mortal pride taking over his senses.
You are out of line! The Emotion representative growled at the Mortal realm, defending my appeal to his charge.
You be silent! It is HE who is out of line! Mortal retorted, continuing to argue with the Emotion realm. I sighed. They really shouldn't be so heavily affected by their charges. The Lower realm, apparently, was thinking the exact same thing.
You both shut your goddamn traps! I'll send both of you fucking assholes to my domain for a few thousand years! It swore violently. That's Hell for you.
THAT'S out of line! Between growled. When high-ranking spirits need to settle something, they go to the Between realm, not the Lower realm.
Oh dear… What to do… The ever-indecisive Limbo muttered.
I smirked as the High Council began arguing amongst themselves. I rolled my eyes over to the representative of the Higher realm, who was the only one who hadn't joined the argument. I knew it never would; the Heavenly beings are too good for that. However, it still got my message loud and clear.
Silence! Heaven roared. All other spirits looked at it, heavenly respect having a universal influence.
Have none of you fools realized what the Dragonborn just showed us?! We have gone against him with the intent to destroy him. Just as the threat appeared, the Angel of Unity removed all of his influence from existence. Check your domains, and find that they have fallen into disarray, just as we have.
The Spirits, mentally checking the state of their domains, looked at me in absolute horror. They had clearly underestimated just how powerful the Angel of Unity really is. Not only did my presence (or lack thereof) send lesser beings into chaos, but the higher beings as well.
B-But the Gentlemen's Code! Mortal stuttered (Stuttered! What a laugh!) indignantly.
It is true that the Dragonborn broke the sacred code of fart magic, but tell us, Dragonborn… Heaven replied, bringing focus back to me. Why did you break the Gentlemen's Code, which you held as sacredly as anyone?
There was no other way to save the mortal sector of Earth. I replied, looking to the Mortal representative in this appeal. I knew that I would be destroyed for it, but if it meant preventing a Nazi Zombie outbreak, I was willing to make that sacrifice.
The Spirits all looked at each other, clearly touched by my selflessness. They nodded in agreement, speaking in unison once more.
Dragonborn. You have committed severe offenses against our laws. However, the damage that would have been done if you hadn't disobeyed these laws far exceeds the actual damage suffered. Therefore, we have come to this conclusion: You will be sent back to the mortal realm, where you will continue to serve as the Angel of Unity. However, to make sure you have a witness to your actions, you are forced to choose someone to serve alongside you, as a partner. You are free to choose who this being will be.
My eyes widened, as did my grin. I stood tall before the higher spirits, speaking out once more.
My Lords, I cannot thank you enough. I said, bowing my head to them before raising it high. I also know who my partner shall be, but it will require some assistance from the Mortal, Emotional, Between, and Higher realms.
Oh? And who might this mortal be?
I smirked. A new angel. One who can balance my power. The mortal has already be chosen.
The birth of a new angel. An angel that creates anarchy. An angel that can disrupt my power, creating the balance the mortal realm requires.
His current human name is Leopold Stotch, although he is more widely known as Butters. And he is…
The Master of Chaos