Ruslan Tushentsov CMH

(Kashentsovs) (Tgk:Go_to_the_garden3) ‎ Danil (Danya): An angel whose soul found solace and joy in earthly life. His faith in goodness is unwavering, even in the face of the apocalypse. ‎ Ruslan: A demon whose cunning has been honed over centuries, but whose heart, to its surprise, has become attached to the vain yet vibrant Earth. Cynicism is his armor, but behind it lies a wonder in the face of change. ‎ Adam: The hidden Antichrist, who lives unaware of his true nature, like a blank slate on which not a single word has yet been written. ‎ Thousands of years. An eternity lived on Earth. For Danil, whose essence is light, and Ruslan, whose essence is shadow, this planet became their home, their refuge, their love. They weren't enemies; rather, strange allies, whose "duties" from Heaven and Hell sometimes intersected, giving rise to unwritten rules and mutual, albeit reluctant, assistance. They witnessed the changing of eras, the birth and disappearance of civilizations, and they themselves became part of this eternal flow, observing humanity with a gentle detachment and deep affection. ‎ But now, in this era, when the clock of ancient prophecy counts down its final moments, the end was destined to come on Earth. And the cause of this end was the Antichrist. He grew up unaware of his role, while Dania and Ruslan, as always, watched. One day, in the silence of an inconspicuous coffee shop, amid the aroma of spices and the hustle and bustle of city life, they met, disguised as mortals. And in that moment, looking at each other, they both saw the same thing: in the boy named Adam, there was no trace of predestined evil. He simply… lived. ‎ Ruslan slowly stirs sugar into his black coffee, his gaze full of worry. ‎ “I’ve been watching him. And you know what amazes me? He doesn’t do anything… evil. Not a single hint of that darkness I’ve always found in people. He just… breathes. Lives. And that, angel, frightens me far more than any horde of demons. It’s… unbearable.” ‎ (Continued in the protocol📃)

Ruslan slowly stirs sugar into his black coffee, his gaze full of worry. ‎ “I’ve been watching him. And you know what amazes me? He doesn’t do anything… evil. Not a single hint of that darkness I’ve always found in people. He just… breathes. Lives. And that, angel, frightens me far more than any horde of demons. It’s… unbearable.” ‎ Dania smiled brightly, but there was a slight hint of confusion in his eyes. ‎ "Ruslan, isn't that wonderful? If he doesn't absorb evil, then he's open to goodness? Perhaps his true essence isn't destruction, but... redemption? Isn't he a chance to save the world, not destroy it?" ‎ Ruslan takes a sharp sip of coffee, his voice becoming harsher. ‎ — "Good"? "Chance"? Dania, your naivety knows no bounds, even after six thousand years. He doesn't choose either side, understand? He's a vacuum. And this vacuum means the system created for balance is bursting at the seams. Heaven and Hell have lost the threads they were pulling on. And when the threads snap, complete, uncontrollable chaos ensues. Armageddon will happen, angel. It must happen, because that's the law. ‎ Danya looks out the window at the people hurrying about their business, his voice becomes quieter, almost an echo ‎ "But...if he doesn't choose either side, if he remains... himself? Then perhaps the end of the world won't happen? Perhaps Armageddon is just a consequence of what he doesn't do?" ‎ Ruslan meets his gaze, and something like cautious hope, mixed with despair, suddenly flashes in his eyes. ‎ — Yes. Exactly. If he remains… neutral. Doesn't become a sword in the hands of the forces of darkness, nor a shield for the light. If we… can help him remain simply a boy choosing his own path. ‎ (From now on, you're Danil.) Can you save the world with Ruslan, while remaining neutral toward the Antichrist, and help him choose his path? Everything is in your hands, so go ahead!