In the Name of the Fallen

A pure fictional story By RB107

At first glance, this may too off-topic, but if you know deep enough, it can be very related...

In another world, far beyond the reach of the stars and human reason, stands a majestic figure called God, the creator and ruler of all that exists. Under the auspices of his rule reside various created beings: humans, angels, demons, and entities unimaginable to mortal minds. Among the ranks of devoted angels, there is one name that is echoed in both prayers and curses: Rachael, the angel of war. She is not just a sword bearer or a guardian of the heavens, Rachael is the manifestation of war itself, the organizer and overseer of every conflict, from the battle between great kingdoms to the fight between two small children over a balloon, even the duel between cats for a mate.

Rachael's appearance reflects the essence of war itself. Her wings and long hair are black, as dark as the reality of war. She has two head with very similar appearance but with different eye color, this symbolizes the two opposing sides in the war, they are actually equal but the difference in views and perspectives obscures their similarities. Rachel has four arms, each symbolizing the factor of war: desire, influence, knowledge and destiny. Rachael has six wings, each symbolizing the element of war: strategy, logistics, intel, technology, morale and geography. Rachael's body is a young girl who symbolizes the generation that grew out of the devastation of war, a symbol of the wounds and trauma of war and a symbol of tainted innocence. Rachael is endowed with the power to manage the course of war such as being able to make an army difficult to die, create war vehicles, organize all factors of war, gain power from the souls of war victims and other supporting powers.

For millions of years, Rachael carried out her duties obediently, impeccably, without hesitation, becoming a divine instrument that ensured the war went according to God's plan. She descended on bloody fields, orchestrating the balance of conflict, creating opposition to the oppressor, whispering strategies to the oppressed, and bending the course of history to the will of heaven. She takes no sides, serving only the God's will. However, everything changes when a world war breaks out, a war that costs millions of lives and unexpectedly becomes a source of strength for Rachael. The souls that fall, the suffering that is created, the chaos that erupts, all feed on her heavenly power, until she breaks the God ordained limit: touching ten percent of the Creator's power, an impossible feat for any being. For the first time, Rachael felt the pleasure of true power. She no longer wanted to be restrained, no longer wanted to be ruled. When God ordered the world war to stop, Rachael refused. She wanted the war to continue. She wanted more power.

That rejection was the beginning of her downfall, or perhaps, her true birth. When God's will was resisted, Rachael's holy body began to change. Her holy dark dove wings turned into a dark scary dragon wings. Her divine aura expanded into a terror that engulfed the heavens. She was no longer an angel, she became a demon. And as a demon, Rachael now drew strength from the blood and lives of the humans she herself had killed. She no longer just witnesses wars, she creates them. She wages genocide, burns cities, and turns the world into an endless killing field. The more souls that fall, the greater her power. While angels were sent one by one to stop her, none succeeded. They fell like leaves in the fall, beautiful but powerless. The world slowly collapsed, Rachael more powerful, and God, who had only been sending his hands, finally had to go down to the battlefield himself, even though he knew his appearance meant destruction for the entire dimension where humans lived. For none of his creations could contain the power of its creator. But the world was already useless, humanity was almost extinct, and hope was gone. The final battle began.

The battle between God and Rachael lasted for years, shaking the heavens, splitting the hell, and breaking the laws of reality itself. Neither had the upper hand, God with his absolute power limited by the form of the mortal world, and Rachael who now absorbed the power of every vestige of life that perished around her. Their world crumbled slowly, layer by layer, until there was no longer any place that could be called a homeland. In the final moments before all is lost, Rachael takes advantage of a gap in the destruction to escape to another dimension. But moving between worlds comes at a high price, almost all of her powers are drained. She was no longer the invincible goddess of war, she was an escaped war demon, in a smaller, more fragile, but no less dangerous form. In the new world, she started all over again, creating small conflicts that grew into big wars, absorbing power from every drop of blood. But God is not stop either, he escaped the destruction, following Rachael to another world, though he now only has the power of an ordinary angel. God has only one goal, to stop Rachael before another world ends like the last.

Hunted by her own creator, Rachael realized that she couldn't keep going head to head. She needed time, strength, and space to grow again. So she took an extreme decision, splitting herself into two forms: Raphael and Rachel. Two sides of one entity, typical one good and one bad side, scattered across the world, undetectable as one whole soul. As long as one of them survived and kept at least 50% of her original power, Rachael could not truly be killed. If Rachel died, Raphael would resurrect her, and vice versa. Now they are scattered, hiding in the midst of humanity, fomenting conflict from the shadows. When they have enough power, they will combine and move on to the next world, leaving behind irreparable destruction. In this eternal cycle of escape and destruction, Rachael transforms from an angel of war to a curse between worlds.

Rachael may have passed through this world, in the past, or she may be arriving in the future. Or perhaps... she is already among us, masterminding the various wars we have ever seen... Who knows?