Why will they not answer me? What could I have done to them? These thoughts perplexed the figure. He was breaking several rules to reach out to them. He would pay for these transgressions but he
needed their answer. He felt pain as he
slide further down his blade. This
was not meant to happen. They did break
the Chain of Events. They had no idea
the extent of their…what word would humans use for it…betrayal. I hate to do this, my beautiful Chosen. I regret I must reveal myself. It was not meant to be. I am dying though. By allowing their poison to take place they had broken the Chain
of Events. All these thoughts
occurred to him at once. The Gods
bestowed this power to him. He was a Risen
Angel. Him and his anti-thesis were
given powers and rule over this Digital Domain as they called it. He and his opposite shared some of the
highest duties in the heavens, watching over this world and its goings on. He picked the Chosen while his partner, so
to speak, chose the "evil" Digi-Mon. Evil,
Good, Religion; all these ideas were humanic. Lucifer and Jehovah would laugh with the other two gods if they actually
realized these humans had such concepts. There were opposites in everything. That's what held balance in everything. Hmm…my partner and I are they very opposite of each other. He chose the same path I did at the same
times. I chose Risen, he chose
Fallen. Jehovah, Lucifer. This all sounds like the human Religion
Christianity. If they would only stop
the think about it. If there are so
many different Religions in the world why are they all so similar? The Gods only want these humans, the ones
they love so much, to seek out Enlightenment. That is the true understanding of self, and Ascend. It takes them years to do this. Now their Religions only explain their
selves and their actions. They will
discover True Nature as time passes. Their Free Will helps them do this, but most of them use their Free Will
unwisely. Just like my Chosen. I doubt they can still hear me but I will
pick a time to reveal everything to them.
Several hours pass. I ask myself again: What have I done? I am here dying, this pain is killing
me. Pain, Love, Sorrow, emotions I know
all too well. We Angels developed these
emotions for our masters. It helps keep
the balance. That is what this life is
all about. To live without balance is
to not live. The choices one makes
creates the fine line we all walk. Even
angels are subject to frailties. I
crossed the line. I let myself think
through my actions. I choose the
Chosen, Gods I hate humanic grammar. I
sent them into the Digital World. This
helps balance the amount of free choosing Virus my counterpart creates. Ahh! My counterpart, my friend, my black. I wonder how he is. It has been
these last hundred years. His Virus'
have become outrageous. Nothing my
Chosen cannot handle. The stories are
all correct, beings, not exactly Data, Virus, or Vaccine, studied the evil the
so-called Dark Masters caused, as well as the other evils that occurred. They understood little though. It was not their choice that the Chosen were
found. I chose them all when they were
born. I knew that Caleb would create a
pecking order, after his first creation failed, and these Dark Masters were
supposedly them. Caleb chose
wrong. The beings, I called it
In-Betweeness for a lack of a better term, did surprise me by guessing the correct
Emotion for my Chosen. They did an even better job with my new Chosen and their
two traits. I have never been wrong
before. Until one joined the ranks that
I did not chose. That child was a
mistake. He fit, but a mistake
nonetheless. I cannot get rid of them, like Caleb does. They mean too much to me. And these humans love us too. Guardian Angels. What a concept. We cannot
be everywhere at all times. We are not
magical. But answers are there when
needed. And soon they will know my
Answers and my Questions. They shall
also soon know me. Who am I? I am Gabriel. Angel of Death and Mercy.