Post by Azrael on Jun 26, 2010 10:16:32 GMT -5
Azrael's burnt body, little more than scorched and scarred skin over a skeleton did not move. Lifeless, a cold corpse without movement, frozen in the depth of this void, surrounded by stars. A soft rumbling is heard. A voice of such rich deepness, with a calmness that speaks of perfectly disciplined, yet utterly endless power, wisdom and authority. A very deep baritone voice.
"Azrael..." it called softly.
The corpse did not move.
"Azrael." The voice was closer now.
The corpses burnt eye lids do not open, but a crack of sheer light opens in the vast darkness, stopping the movement of the floating body as the voice was loud but not in a ear-shattering way. In the way that it was all round you. "AZRAEL. AWAKEN."
"Who...is that...?" Azrael's mouth does not move, but his voice seems to be heard, faint and raspy.
The voice from the light is slow speaking, but not in the way of stupidity, but in utter calm and lack of need to exert itself. "I AM THE BEGINNING...I AM THE END. I AM THE ALPHA...AND I AM THE OMEGA." The voice is not arrogant. It speaks with humility despite the boldness of the words, as if simply informing him of a casual fact that would sooth or calm him.
"Are you...going to...punish me now...?" Azrael asks. His voice is
resigned. Accepting of judgement.
"YOUR TIME HAS NOT YET COME." The voice said, sounding older and wiser the more he listened to it. Azrael could feel the voice, even in his corpse. "YOU ARE NOT DEAD. YOUR BODY IS BROKEN, BUT YOUR SOUL LIVES ON, THROUGH ME."
"I am...a failure..." Azrael rasped out, and if a corpse could cry, he would shed tears out of shame and sadness. The voice was sad to say the least. It was the sound of a once-unbreakable spirit crushed and shattered. "I...never succeeded...You gave me everything...but no matter...who I served...No one...could make me succeed..."
"THEN IT PLEASES ME...TO BE THE FIRST."
"I cannot...I do not have the strength...Father..." Azrael rasps, and it wounded his soul, to admit this defeat. That his life was defeat and failure.
"I AM YOUR STRENGTH. I AM THE ONE STRENGTH...THE ONLY STRENGTH...THAT IS INEXHAUSTABLE. AND UNYIELDING. SO LONG AS I AM WITH YOU, YOU HAVE FAILED AT NOTHING. I AM THE CREATOR OF ALL THAT THERE IS. BOTH PHYSICAL...AND OTHER. I DECLARE VICTORY AND DEFEAT...AND I ALONE."
"Why...are you want...ing....to help..meeee...?"
The voice spoke stronger now, the light moving with the every word. "YOU ARE MY CHILD. I AM YOUR FATHER."
"I...failed you...in every way possible..."
"YOU EXAGGERATE." The voice said simply.
"I am not worthy..." Azrael rasped out. "Let me die...before I shame myself...before I disappoint you....again...as I have....so many times..."
"YOU WILL NEVER BE A DISAPPOINT TO ME!" The voice finally showed anger. An anger that struck fear in a heart and mind that did not know fear. This voice was intimidating beyond what the mortal mind could comprehend. It spoke of the ability to crush entire realities with the utter single desire to. "YOU ARE MY CHILD. AND NO ONE ELSE'S! NO OTHER IS YOUR MASTER BUT ME. NO OTHER HAS THE RIGHT TO EXILE YOU."
"WHEN YOU CAME TO ME...ADMITTING OF YOUR SINS...BEGGING FORGIVENESS...YOU BROKE YOURSELF BEFORE ME." The deep voice was calmer now. "THAT ONE ACT WILL OVERCOME ALL THE ONES YOU HAVE DONE BEFORE. AND ALL THE ONES AFTER. THE PRICE OF YOUR SINS WAS PAID. I PAID IT FOR YOU." The voice changed now to something more akin to a comforting tone. "YOU PUNISH YOURSELF, AZRAEL. YOU HOLD A HATRED FOR YOURSELF. AND FROM THAT HATRED...DOUBT. YOU DOUBT WHO YOU ARE. YOU DOUBT YOUR RIGHT AS AN AVENGING ANGEL! YOU CANNOT HAVE FAITH IN ME...AND DOUBT YOURSELF. FOR YOU...ARE MY CREATION.RELEASE THIS SELF-DAMNATION. KNOW SALVATION IN YOUR OWN HEART. AND I SHALL REDEEM YOU."
"Why...?" Azrael rasped as emotions swelled up inside him that were foreign to him.
"YOU KNOW WHY, AZRAEL."
Azrael knew. It made his soul weep. God still loved him. Despite all the mistakes, sins and foolish actions...God still loved the man that floated through this void. For no other reason than he was His son. "I am sorry...." Azrael whispered. "I am so sorry..." There was silence, and finally the corpses eyes opened. Finally...Azrael let it all go. The doubts. The self-hatred. All of it was gone...a wonderful release of a personal hell he had lived with.
"What...do you wish...of me, Lord?" Azrael rasped out.
"I SHALL REPAIR YOUR BODY. YOU WILL HAVE AN ANGEL'S GLORY. DESTROY THE DEMON'S THAT THREATEN MY CHILDREN. SHOW THEM MY POWER. THAT EVEN THE FLESH OF A MORTAL THAT SERVES ME, IS STRONGER THAN THAT OF A FALLEN CREATURE. YOU WILL BRING ME GLORY. LET THAT BE YOUR REDEMPTION. SERVE ME...AND YOU WILL BE BLESSED. EMPOWERED. YOU HAVE THE RIGHT OF AN AVENGING ANGEL..SO LONG AS YOU DO NOT DOUBT IT..."
"I shall...serve You...for love of You..." Azrael rasped.
"EXCELLENT...YOU ARE MORE THAN WHAT YOU SEEM. BEHOLD...WHAT I HAVE STORED WITHIN YOU..." A ray of crimson and gold seemed to spark from the crack of light in the void, and struck the body floating through the void. The red and gold envoloped it, and filled it with life once more. Blood flowed through the skin, organs regenerated, and the traditional costume of Azrael of the Order was clad around the body of Sean Andrew Watts, looking more magnificient than ever. Azrael gasped as he felt air rush through his lungs, even though he was in the void.
"THIS SHALL BE YOUR ARMOR AND WINGS. THE EPYON." Azrael watched as metal machinery seemed to wrap around him, and took the form of the Epyon Gundam. It was different...the cockpit seemed by far more advanced and yet...more simple to understand. Looking at a computer panel, he saw that it was also more menacing in appearance.
"AND THESE SHALL BE YOUR SERVANTS. AQUARIUS, THE GUARDIAN." Azrael turned his masked face to look as he saw the old Mobile Suit Gundam Aquarius. It's lights flashed on, and Azrael saw a panel for controlling it by sending basic commands.
"AND THE SCORPIANS, YOUR PERSONAL ARMY." Small red shapes seemed to slowly fade into existence from the crack of light in the void. They gradually took detail and shape in the form of a small team of mobile suits that resembled the Epyon crossed with a Leo. Scaled down versions of the Epyon, much like how the Leo was a scaled down version of the Tallgeese. A light flashed on in his right side panel, and Azrael saw on a viewscreen that read:
SCORPIAN XX01: AUTO-PILOT
SCORPIAN XX02: AUTO-PILOT
SCORPIAN XX03: AUTO-PILOT
SCORPIAN XX04: AUTO-PILOT
SCORPIAN XX05: AUTO-PILOT
SCORPIAN XX06: AUTO-PILOT
SCORPIAN XX07: AUTO-PILOT
SCORPIAN XX08: AUTO-PILOT
SCORPIAN XX09: AUTO-PILOT
SCORPIAN XX10: AUTO-PILOT
Punching a button, and flipping a switch, he sent a radio frequency that made the Scorpian mobile suits on auto-pilot follow his Epyon mobile suit. He had EVERYTHING now. In a single breath, he had been restored to life, given power he NEVER had before. Azrael grinned fiercely behind his mask. Satan thought I was trouble before, Azrael thought to himself. Just wait'll he gets a load of me NOW.
The voice spoke, the crack of light dimming as the voice was heard in his mind and soul more now. "RETURN TO EARTH. TO SWITZERLAND. FIND THE ORDER AND TAKE COMMAND. RETURN MY ORDER TO ME, THAT IT SHALL BE AN ORDER OF GOD ONCE MORE. RESTORE IT'S ONCE NOBLE NAME. YOU SHALL FIND THE REST OF YOUR ARMY THERE. AND WHEN THE ORDER IS YOURS...YOU WILL USE IT TO DESTROY THE ENEMIES OF MY CHILDREN. NOW GO...EXTERMINATE THEM!"
Azrael gripped the controls as he set his jaw, a new determination and a stronger sense of self worth in his eyes. "Your WILL is my LIFE, Lord. I will hunt and destroy every single demonic creature, and ANYONE else that stands in my way until Your earth is CLEAN and PURE once more!" And with that, he pushed the controls forward, flying through the void. The new Epyon looked like a crimson, winged angel, as the heavily armored, knight-like Aquarius followed suit. Trailing behind them, was the smaller but still vicious looking Scorpian mobile suits, like an angelic armada swooping down to the blue and white swirl of a planet in the distance.