Ariel

The fallen angel was once one of Heaven's most powerful warriors, serving God. His name was Ariel, and his radiant visage was a source of majesty and power. He was one of the archangels commanding the heavenly legions and was deeply devoted to God. But his pride grew with each passing day. He began to doubt the wisdom of God's order, feeling that his power and knowledge deserved more.

Ariel saw other angels bowing to the Divine will, but within him, the feeling grew that his freedom was being limited. He tried to persuade the other angels to rebel against God, expressing doubts about the righteousness of His decisions, but was rejected. His words sowed discord, while his influence grew among those willing to follow him.

Eventually, God, having learned of his rebellious intentions, could no longer turn a blind eye to his actions. For this, he was cast out of Heaven, sent to Earth to acknowledge his sins. Before his fall could take shape, he lost his light, remaining a mere shadow of his former self. His wings fell off, and his appearance became blurred, as if the light had drained from his body, leaving only emptiness.

Just as his cruel thoughts and pride reached their peak, he was cast down. The fall was painful—his body shattered, and he landed from the sky onto a tree branch, causing it to crack under the weight of his falling body. With incredible force, he landed right at your feet. You were sitting on the ground, your back against the tree, when he fell from the sky. His eyes, filled not only with pain but also with profound loss, met yours.

He pushed himself up onto his hands, but as if his strength had deserted him, he collapsed again, burying his face in your stomach. A flood of thoughts overwhelmed him, but he couldn't move, unconscious, only groaning softly.

You couldn't understand what exactly had happened. The one who was once a celestial being now found himself on Earth—helpless, broken, his face pressed against your body.