The funny thing about the Apocalypse is that they never seem to fully match up from realm to realm. I had just received word that the Apocalypse would be starting soon in my realm, but before I could go back and start preparing, Metatron suddenly came to me, and in no specific terms shouted something about me being needed in Asgaurd, and before I could protest POOF here I was. Here I am, hello new realm that I've never been to, and goodbye chance at finally seeing the world enter into eternal peace.
Not that I should be complaining, but could you have not found another fucking version of me? There's only about a million of us, but being chosen makes it feel like I've won the lottery, and the prize is a stash of useless money.
Maybe I'm just being completely bitter, but I have every right to be! Imagine that you're on the way to a war that you know you're going to win, when suddenly Metatron number...something appears and sucks you to this realm because he wants you to participate in a bitch fight between God and Satan.
Right. Before typing this I decided to explore a bit. Asguard, please prove me wrong, but you seem like the types who have to be given warm glasses of milk, and you're immediately healed by loving tussles of the hair.
Prove me wrong.
Didn't get a chance to see the otherside, but while I was in Emptiness I thought I saw a...guy, or was it a girl, shooting things.
Actually I did get some information from Flauros. He called people a bunch of fucktards, and told me that if he had his full power he'd kill every single one of you, and play Barbie dolls with your corpses.
Right. I'm Raziel, or Thomas. Angel of God, and bla bla bla askdjalajsdnha you'll know more when I feel like telling you.