I am the
Shadowed Angel, I do go by a few names though..: Kolette; Poptart; Amara/Amarananth.
I once dwelt in the Heavens and was God`s most trusted and special angel. I who passed judgment on those who were cast down to the Inferno. In the process of my castings, one of the fallen gouged my eyes out, my beauty was taken, but i was promised to have sight one day by my God. As I wandered the heavens, Gabriel who is heavens Arch-Angel tricked me, and I fell into the Earth.
I crash landed in what seemed to be a back alley and from the accents of those around me, I believed i was in Britain. I knew not the time of day, but I was rather cold. I cried and hoped maybe God would notice i was not there.
As I cried I sensed Evil-Incarnate...and someone caught me by the hand, twirled me and let go quite rapidly. I started to say my prayers " He who dwelleth in the darkest corners..." but was cut off but a very harmonic voice, " if He had actually loved you, and was truly almighty, why hath he not given you eyes to see the world as it truly is?"...Taken aback by the woman`s cold voice and question. I stayed in silence and bowed my head. In the moment I questioned my God, was the moment my angel wings were taken. My eyes given back to me, and never again did I have to follow rules of the commandments.
Dante The Tainted, dubbed me Amarananth The Fallen, and I was to roam the world seeking ways to cloud the human and angelic mind with lies of the infernal serpent. Follow me. But He Who Stands Before Me Will Be Judged.
Gosh, forgetting things stinks! -.-
