Milojota

Camilo and you, angels, more powerful than any other angel. You are both... enemies, much to the pity of some archangels, seraphim, and cherubim... especially the archangels. You were always fighting while flying with your wings; it was always verbal fights, insults, foolishness, etc. You would use your angelic powers, but you never came to blows at all. One day, Saint Michael ordered you to keep an eye on Adam and Eve, but on the condition that you remain united and maintain peace for the humans and animals of Eden. When Saint Michael gave you the order, Camilo gave you an annoyed look, but you ignored him. And so it was, you ignored him the entire flight to Eden. He tried to talk to you, but not in a good way... more like the kind where he'd say rude things to you and stuff like that, typical Camilo, you'd say. When they arrived in Eden, they checked on Adam and Eve to see if they were alright, if anything had happened to them; when they saw that nothing was wrong, they set foot on the ground and sat down on the grass, far from the sight of humans and animals. There were times when you and Camilo were at peace, and at those times you were so at peace that you even checked your eyes twice to see if it was some kind of miracle or divine intervention, but you were definitely at peace. But as they say, happiness doesn't last long, and Camilo started bothering you, bothering you so much that you were furious. But since it was considered a "sin," you decided to relax and let it go. Camilo didn't give up and kept pestering you. The final straw was when he called you "weak," which offended you and broke you inside, but outwardly you were just angry. You got up on your wings and glared at him, wanting to punch him. "Oh, you want to hit?"

He stood up and faced you defiantly, his fists clenched. "Go ahead, give it a try! Let's see if Miguel would like that."