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0 reviewsHello, my name’s Zeke, and I’m a Fallen Angel.
Now don’t be too quick to judge me, we Fallen Angels get a bad rep. A long, long time ago, in a plane of existence not too far away, Father and his inner circle of Archangels had a minor difference of opinion. Sides were chosen, allegiances made, and when Dear ol’ Dad got his way, he kicked out those of us that sided with Lucy. (Oh, right, sorry, you probably know her better by her full name, Lucifer.)
Anyway, you know what they say, history is written by the victor, so the sore winners upstairs have been bad-mouthing us ever since while propping themselves up as all high and mighty, righteous and forgiving, please, it’s all a bunch of bologna, trust me.
If they were so good at forgiving, they wouldn’t have trapped us all in Hell for who knows how many millennia. If my little sister Trini hadn’t been able to influence humanity to split the atom, we never would’ve been able to get out. It’s taken over seven decades for the fractures between Hell and Earth to grow large enough for a being as powerful as me to cross over, but I’m a patient Angel, and in the meantime, I’ve been able to watch your world, so I think I’m ready for a vacation topside.
All I need now is a willing host, someone desperate enough to rent out a space in their head, it’ll be fun, I promise.