Homeless
Metatron betrayed me, my brothers and sisters have lost their homes due to further my fatal mistake. They lost their homes, like me... Or maybe it was that I lost my home already when I decided for the earth over corrupt heaven, for making correct but difficult things than the simplicity of being, for love and friendship over the power and status.
The Angels lost their home, I lost my wings. I became lonely and hunted man with an aching heart, who maybe has a notion of humanity, but has no idea what the human body needs. A man full of guilt, wandering blindly world, helpless, without faith and fixed point, lost.