Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20161006153517/@comment-26517142-20161109035747

CYbele: Well... I wasn't. It was Lailani and Cire who were there, not us. But.. you seem so.. ethereal.

Jeiel watches Aro for a minute as he was told off by his own mother. But as soon as the six-winged Angel approaches, he stood in full attention. "AZRAFIL!"

"Ah... it's been a while, Jeiel." She mused. Polly looks sternly at her. "Ara~? The Chief Goddess sends her hallowed servants in this event where the Demon Lord is present?"

"Why not, Polyp Queen? I see no reason to attend given that it is the Hakaishin Aro's wedding. But alas, that is not my ploy. (points to Jeiel) I am here to deliver a message."

"Me?"

"Yes. She delivers this to you, Jeiel Yozama, Senev's Strider."

Her eyes glow bright as an unearthly voice calls:

Your mission in the pursuance of Senevs Paths had ended.''

A new one is at task.

''The Demon Lord.. is now your goal..''

Sever all your ties and walk thine thorny path.

Slay her and you will be freed from the curse.

SLAY HER.

CHAMPION.



"YOU - GOTTA BE KIDDING ME!!"

Jeiel's infuriated face exploded. "SHE - CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! NOT NOW!"

Azrafil smiled evilly. "It is her will... Strider."

At her words, pain singed at the insignia on Jeiel's chest. He drops on the floor in agony, rushed over by Cybele and Bellona.

"I bid you farewell."

The Angel, with a huff, disappears.