FALLEN (Sequel)

FALLEN (Sequel)

by MVManalo

Cover Credit to Owner

with title Fallen (Sequel)

by MVManalo/Vicky Manalo

P.E.R.K.S. Copyright

I was flying and roaming around the fluffy and amazing clouds, trying to figure out where I should go next. As a light bearer or assistant to the Leader of Light, Son of God the Father (Jesus)and leader of the Army Angels, it is my duty to protect and guide them. I see the universe, it is so wide and unlimited, that I can even grasp or fly from here to the ends of it. It is impossible. I too have my own limits and can be God. Only the Creator can travel from heaven to hell and the ends of the universe. But I haven gone down the Earth to be like the Warrior Angels we have there, to help, support, protect and deliver humans from their despair, problems, sickness, death or anything that concerns people and the world.

As an angel, and a being that has a big responsibility or high position in the courts of heaven, I am believed to be powerful, invisible and known to have no gender. True. Yet, I am seen as fluid, golden, pale in color, muscular and all. But the truth is, I look like a woman, with long wavy hair, eyes with different colors but mostly yellow, green or ocean blue. My body structure is perfectly built and my face is the most beautiful part of me as a divine being. So, it is a fact that you can mistake me a woman or a model, if you want it to be specific. Okay!

Mortha,Mortha, Morth…!!!, a calm voice that turned to nervousness called my name. Ah yes! Noriel, what can I do for you?.

Mortha, the high Lord is calling for you!, Noriel added a little nervous. Thank you, Noriel. Yes, I get that vibe, angels, with ranks or just ordinary ones, fear me. They see me as second to God, but I am just a follower and His humble servant. Though I was given the position, its because I love Him so much and I want to follow his footsteps to being holy. A being that can die for the sake of the humans He created. But when I saw and reflected how Lord Jesus suffered because of these sinful souls, I got scared. How can they love Him, and then crucify him for many reasons, other than love. The reason why I don really want to be posted on Earth. Never will I place myself in their presence and mingle among these humans who killed my Lord.

Heaven is so beautiful. One can really explain the fascination I have with our home, since it is infinite, magical, and everyone here is perfect and immortal. Choir of Angels, peaceful and magnificent nature, so perfectly drawn or made just for heavenly beings and holy souls from Earth. Well, its different when I meet with these saints. They can be priests, nuns, children, adults, youth, a regular person or a professional, etc. They are lovely and their goodness shines like the sun. These holy people are the ones I want to be with. They treat angels respectfully and they are kind, loving and compassionate. Hmm! I don know if humans are born kind. But what I do know, Adam and Eve are created pure but sinned after because of their ambition to know everything. Why was I summoned by God the Father? I wonder, Mortha added while flying over to the High Courts.

The giant golden doors open. I can see God in his splendour as I walk towards Him. I knelt and waited for Him to speak.

Mortha, How are you?, God the Father asked with kindness like a mother asking her son with love.

Yes, I haven mentioned that, God, is a wonderful and loving Creator. He is powerful and has an iron hand, but he has a heart, ready to die for the ones He love.

I am good, my High Lord!. Why have you asked for me to come in your presence? I asked concerned.

Yes, I have been thinking. It is been known to you that people on Earth have been forgetting our existence and importance. They trust their lives and souls more on the signs of the stars or their vices and properties, that me and my Son. So I want you to go down and try to find out what is happening and help them remember me and my Son.