Azrael Sigfred – Austin Bunton Designs

You guessed it; another Angel humans claimed was a male and bad… is actually a female and good.

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Table of Contents:

Introduction
Spec’s
Description
History
Appearance
Abilities
Personality
2020 Update
2022 Update
Her (Images Begin)
Symbols of Her Race’s Ancestors
How She and All Hotties Prefer I (Auz) Cum on Her Tongue, Especially While Others Watch

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Introduction:

Known to some as Azrael, and to others as Death (though usually in other words in other languages), this female angelic being was claimed by the always-lying humans to be one of the Four Horsemen (which are entirely made-up figures in an attempt to spread powerlessness, fear, stress, and, thereby, harm and death). Today, she is recovering from various rough periods of her long life, such as exposure to the modern humans; though an immortal angel, her kind can still feel disgusted, in their own way, and ‘pushed away’ from certain overrun/infiltrated places. This webpage introduces more of her tale.

*Much of what the original writer/drafter of this profile made up makes no sense and had to be extensively proofread and annotated to correct it. There were many typographical errors, as well, showing they didn’t have command of either logic or the English language. Read on with this in mind.

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Spec’s:

AGE: Primordial
GENDER: Female
SPECIES: Angel
SUB-SPECIES: God(dess) (Angel) of Death
FACE CLAIM: Katheryn Winnick
HAIR: blonde
EYES: blue (with contact-lenses to make them appear sky-blue)
HEIGHT: 5’6″
BREASTS: perky C-cups
WINGS: rare pale-blue
SEXUALITY: demi-sexual; attracted to those they have emotionally bonded with, IOW: a being from a time when energy/vibes were everything, as modern bodies hadn’t even been dreampt up yet, let alone manifested and adopted as a new norm

more TBA…

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Description:

At first glance, you would have no idea that the girl you were looking at was an angel. Sure, some angels wanted to dress like angels, but not “Aza”; she adopted a sort of dark and stormy look. Meaning? She Quite often wears a lot of dark clothing; skirts, pants, and even the odd dress.

No matter what she chooses to wear, there is always room for her blade. What makes her sword unique is that she believes her god/maker crafted it for her in her devotion to Death and maintaining order, so it is better known to angels and demons as Azrael’s Blade.

Her eyes are blue, but she wears contacts that make them a lighter color. It’s not that she doesn’t like her eye color, though; blue is one of her favorites.

Her hair is blonde, and she stands 5’6″.

Her wings are a slightly rarer pale-blue; it is a rare color for her race. This is one of the reasons blue is among her favorite colors, and why she wears contacts to match.

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History:

(excerpts from a profile clearly written by an ignorant Outlander; a foolish and dishonest member of a death-cult drafted the following, the italicized notes between paragraphs pointing out all the errors)

“Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forget life, to be at peace.”
—Oscar Wilde

You are an ageless entity, born with the stars and the cosmos. You were an incorporeal being, aware of all around you, but without a form to walk with. You existed with many other beings just like you, aware of their presence, but unable to communicate with them. You watched planets form around you, you watched the Earth take shape, you watched it go through its many different versions, and eventually, you took to the planet with the others like yourself. Once on the Earth, you took on a humanoid form, able to exist in a way you hadn’t been able to previously.

(In truth, everything has an age, and those who came before humans were definitely able to communicate –though they rarely ever had any reason or need to; they were ‘born’ (manifested) fully unified, just like the Inisfreeans are.)

The world bloomed around you, as Life brought forth… life. You watched in awe at her creations, the beauty, the vibrancy. You felt a connection with Life, one that was wary of, as you soon realized you were her opposite. All of the things she created, you eventually claimed as your own, taking their life and embracing them in the cold darkness of death. You needn’t worry though, as the two of you were intertwined with nature. Life and Death, a part of the natural realm, without both of you, there could be no existence for anyone. You were a natural combination, and Life gave great respect to you, and you to her. The two struck up a beautiful friendship, working in harmony to keep the cycle going.

(Anyone can manifest things; there is no entity or force that should be named “Life”, and death was something done by humans to themselves and the monstrous creatures they themselves manifested. Angels never ‘realized’ they were the opposite of that which gives life; they always knew what they were, that being alive themselves, and those who preserve real life, real life being that which does not atrophy/decay and then die. There is nothing beautiful or friendly about over and over again killing/dying; it is a vulgar display of power, manifesting only the gross, and is of the basest and most useless cycles, as it forces things to start over, forgetting their lessons, doomed to repeat them, not unlike a merciless prison sentence.)

The first humanoid species to exist in the world were the Artla. They gave you a name, Azrael. Your friend, Life, became known as Dessous (Prana). The Artla lived longer lives than the animals and insects that Life had brought, but not as long as some of the plant life. In the end, you still welcomed them into your embrace. Whether or not their creators liked this, you cared not. You had a part to play in the world, and you made sure you always did your job. It was the demons and angels that were brought forward… that concerned you; they lived forever. Without something major happening, they couldn’t die. You were quick to take those that did die, but it was so far and few in between. This worried Dessous, and worried you. You grew concerned about the balance, but your old friend had a plan.

(More nonsense; the Artla may be another word for a prehistoric species, known today as one of the pre-Adamites/pre-humans, but 1) demons are angels, 2) they can and did leave the bodies they sometimes manifested/adopted (i.e. possessed, if not manifested ‘from scratch’), and the nature of beings/species back then didn’t concern anyone. The only ones who would be ‘concerned’ about things not dying… are the fools such as humans; those obsessed with death / their death-cult. And personified “Life” is based on life, not death, so it certainly wouldn’t spend its time planning to kill innocent beings who never needed nor wanted to die, the angels and others never having the death-obsession that manifests death.)

Dessous sought to fix the problem by creating a new species. Humans were born, and they, like the animals and the Artla, could die very easily. It helped to ensure the balance remained between Life and Death. You were content to welcome them. The first year of human existence, though, led to disruption between you and Dessous. For the humans, and the Artla, began to fear you. They fled from you, begged their gods to save them. You were forced to watch as the humans begged your best friend… to keep you away from them. This hurt you. You were not trying to harm them or make them fear you. You were upholding the balance. You were doing your job for the world. You fell into despair, and nothing could bring you out. Not until you found that some humans welcomed you. They too were in their own versions of despair, and they wanted a way out. They couldn’t take living anymore, and you were their saviour.

(More nonsense; humans weren’t created to result in more beings dying; they caused themselves to die, having originally been like all the rest, but choosing to focus on death, assuming death was supreme, thereby making death their ‘god’ (main driving force), as it were. No angel feels that killing all humans or all life is “doing its job”, as angels are all about beauty and permanence; actual life. Humans would, however, fear any angel powerful and focused enough to keep wiping their corrupt sub-demographic out, and would certainly write up a big profile full of all the nonsense now being reviewed and corrected with these notes.)

Without Dessous’ permission, you sought out another god, one known as Ithos, latter to be called Sloth. Together, the two of you brought life into the dead. You created Reapers, giving those that Life had failed… a second chance. You allowed them to find comfort in you, and comfort in a second chance free to the pains they had lived with before. Reapers were quite different from the other species, but you were happy with them. You felt that you had done something wonderful, but you didn’t miss the look of hurt and betrayal on your old friend’s face when she found out.

(While some angels were tasked with keeping the humans from spreading their death-cult manifestations too far, and while they could be referred to as Reapers, that is not to be confused with the Reapers of Mass Effect. It is an interesting notion that there is more than one hooded/cloaked Angel of Death, and that they are the creations of an Arch Angel such as Azrael, however, again, humans brought death upon themselves by worshipping, causing, and consuming death, and the only times any angels stepped in to stop/kill humans was when they were causing too much of that, threatening to force things outside their realm/villages to die along with them.)

Dessous distanced herself from you without another word, and this only proved to send you spiraling into further depression. Many more species were born, and many more species knew the fear that humans and Artla had shown you. You became closer to Ithos, knowing them to be a good friend and confident. You focused on your work, riding in on your pale steed, there to take the souls of those that needed to die. You put on a strong face as fear ripened all around you. You even met your fellow Horsemen, but the connection between the four of you wasn’t enough to heal you. Your Reapers prospered, serving you, helping you to bring the souls of the dead over into the afterworld. You tried to find happiness, but the world had taken it from you. You did your best, but it was difficult. During this time, when you were lost to your own depression, they came for you.

(Angels don’t get depressed (because they are living positivity, forever unified from the start, seeing and understanding all, incapable and beyond any negative emotions), especially when they are successfully removing/ending/slaughtering monsters such as humans, preventing the excess death humans would otherwise cause. The “pale steed” is a poetic synonym for “how quickly people lose their vitality/color/complexion when their life-force leaves them after they have focused more on something other than themselves, such as an assumption about mortality”; angels don’t ride horses. Angels would, however, naturally focus their forms/minds/energy in the presence of negative energy/emotions like fear, as pre-physical beings would be more exposed to the effects of any energy, especially concentrated and explosive emotional energy –the same way Pleiadeans are.)

You were unaware of the happenings in the world, and when you were slapped into labradorite chains and imprisoned, you didn’t put up a fight. You remained there for centuries, unable to die, but wishing that you could give yourself the kiss of death you so desperately wanted. Eventually, it was your steed that found you. Unable to die, just like you, he broke the chains that imprisoned you, and led you into the wide open world. A world that had changed drastically while you were locked up. Reapers were gone, as were all other species other than humans. Dessous and the other gods were gone. You were alone… at least for a time.

(Angels are always aware of the happenings of the world/s because angels can move through all and see through time, their Arch Angels and deity/maker being 4D people; they aren’t just 3D people moving through the 4th dimension; they are connected, via the Sphere Beings (stars) to all times, not just all worlds and other places. As for labradorite or any other element/gem, it doesn’t matter which you use, because nothing short of the will of High King Auz can ever contain or even persuade a pure-energy person such as an Angel to stay put. Angels also never wish for death, even if to escape something, as they don’t need to escape, perceiving the whole time-sphere (all time-streams, not just the one humans perceive parts of via their own memories), thus seeing when they will get to move again, etc.. Again, the “four horses of the horsemen of the Apocalypse” is all synonym; angels don’t have any need to ride horses, nor any desire, as that would only limit and slow them down. Also, there was never a time when only humans were on Earth; there have always been species other than them, as humans were only ever able to change/kill themselves plus the things they manifested, such as the modern animals and bugs which are violent pests. And, hopefully obviously, real gods and goddesses might relocate from time to time, but it is never accurate to say that any of the real ones are “gone”; like the angels and other immortal/timeless people, they can’t end/die.)

You spent centuries alone, still depressed and trying to find a way out of it all. You wanted to find Dessous, wanted to correct the rift between you. You wanted to find Ithos, as Sloth had become such a good friend. You would have even been happy to find your fellow Horsemen, but you were left wanting. Centuries in captivity, followed by centuries of being alone, left you feeling broken, depressed, and afraid at times.

(Angels don’t have want/desire like humans do; they simply do what is in their nature, always knowing when they can and should and shall. They also have no need to find other angelic/deity beings, as they are connected to them in a way beyond the space and time humans perceive as limiting them/things/all; angels always know where many other angels and deities are, just like how a human always knows/feels where his/her appendages and digits (fingers and toes) are. The only thing that would irk an angel is the time in which they were told to hold back against their own urge/essence/nature, allowing humans to spread death farther than any creatures ever should be, all to teach them a lesson more eye-opening and lasting than any attacks/slaughters by angels ever could.)

Eventually, you ran into one of your kin; Rankin, or Gluttony as the new religious texted called him. He schemed against you for his own entertainment, …creating a cult –a cult that was obsessed with death. They didn’t know who you were, or what you were capable of, but on Rankin’s orders… they captured you. You were so defeated that you allowed it to happen. For a decade, you spent your time being killed repeatedly by the cult. Their obsession with death and your inability to stay dead enthralled them. This broke you in ways you couldn’t even fathom.

(It is ironic that the obviously-Abrahamic brainwashed writer of this profile mentions a cult obsessed with death, as that is obviously what the writer was part of, all the propaganda in this profile stemming from nothing else. Next, no angel allows his/herself to be captured, and none ever feel defeated; it isn’t possible for a beyond-time-and-space collective of perfect beings to ever feel defeated, as they cannot be defeated in any way. If they could, they wouldn’t be angels; they’d be newer, lesser, mortal people who lacked the ability –or the education or focus– to see beyond their own immediate circumstances/adventures/trials. The writer of this profile also made another contradiction in the above paragraph; he/she wrote that this character/angel could not die, and then that it could not *stay dead, but died over and over, which makes no sense, further revealing the mindlessness of a typical death-obsessed human, always adding death to the mix, even when it makes no sense and cannot be.)

It was Ithos that finally freed you from this hell, putting the cult to sleep, using them as thralls for themselves. Ithos focus their efforts on fixing you, healing you, but it was a long and arduous task. For a god that didn’t care to do much of anything, it took even longer for you to start feeling okay again. You knew though, even with your mental healing, that you would never feel whole until you were with Dessous again. You needed your friend, and you hoped that she needed you, too.

(While angels can feel distanced by the insane negativity of most modern humans, no human can ever fix an angel, and no real angel ever needs to be fixed/healed. Angels also always feel whole because their wholeness comes from their existence/essence and their collective/species, not from any ties to those of other species/bloodlines. What the writer of this profile should have said, and would have, had he/she been honest and not a member of a shamefully misguided and ignorant death-cult and propaganda engine, is that angels prefer to be around those who stay alive, not those obsessed with death/dying; angels seek out all other good/stable deities, rarely ever tolerating pointless self-destructive creatures such as modern humans.)

In 2014, you found your Reapers again. It helped to mend your mind and soul some more, putting you closer and closer to being who you once were. The inhabitants of the world still feared to die, but they no longer knew you were responsible. You were gifted with unprecedented freedom to walk among the people without seeing that fear. The only time you saw their fear, was when you personally went to someone and reaped their soul.

(This is yet another made-up bit of nonsense; angels don’t have souls, as they *are souls; they are energy-form people, and they don’t ever need mending. It is the angels who help others to mend; they arrive when people call out to them, focusing on and prioritizing contact with them more than those desperate/wounded people previously either focused on death… or had death focused on them by rude humans who liked death more than their fellow humans. Also, it is a sweeping generalization to claim that all the inhabitants of an entire planet feared that they might die, as that implies that they, like foolish humans, focused on death and negative emotions/assumptions, when it is well-known that only humans ever did, thus only humans having lifespans instead of immortality, and deformities instead of perfect beauty like the elves and others –who stayed focused on good things– are known to have.)

Recently you’ve come to San Francisco, feeling a strange pull to the area. You feel that Dessous might be in the area, and you want –no, need– to fix things. Along with Dessous, you’ve felt the presence of several of your kin, including some of your fellow Horseman and Gluttony. You wish to avoid Gluttony and his petty games but would like to find the others.

(Angels would never be attracted to a place as disgracefully overrun as San Francisco –or any human city, for that matter. They also, again, don’t have want, and don’t ever feel a need to fix anything, at least other than ensuring invaders such as death-obsessed humans can’t spread beyond the pinpoints on the map that are their cities and towns. Again, there are no Horsemen, and the “seven deadly sins” are not people, and it makes no sense to try and personify them. The only ones who would attempt such a ridiculous thing are the death-obsessed, as they are always trying to give that which harms and kills more physicality/power.)

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Appearance:

Death has green eyes, an unblemished face, and well-groomed ivy-league hair that is dark-blonde. She is 5’6″ and femininely-toned, giving her an imposing presence for her size/height, which is often highlighted by (what humans today call) a “resting bitch face”. When she does crack a smile, it’s like the heavens above are shining its rays at you, and one can truly admire how gorgeous death-incarnate is, despite popular thought framing it otherwise. She can be described as eye-catching, in a brooding type of way, though she herself never cared too much for psychical appearances.

(No angel is called Death, death is not something that has a body, there is no point in trying to personify death, and angels’ eyes can brighten and change colors based on what they are focused on / tasked with doing, as they are energy-people, not limited by the bodies that contain and control the death-incarnate/obsession that modern humans are. There is nothing gorgeous about death; that is another key indicator that the writer of this profile is a ‘dark’ being obsessed with death, a member of one of the self-destructive death-cults always trying to spread their destabilizing harmful lies. Death is ugly, evident in all who are dying. Angels are all flawlessly beautiful, though. Angels *always care about their physical appearance, just as all stable beings do; their focus is on themselves, which is how they stay flawless and immortal; focusing on others / other things is what leads to instability and the ability to be harmed/changed.)

In modern times, she usually wears a plaid shirt over a T-shirt, jeans, and boots with a leather jacket over top. Underneath the clothing, one could find her body littered with tattoos of various death symbols and the names of the death deities of the religions that followed after her capture.

(Absolutely false; angels don’t wear leather, as leather is a material made from death/killing, and they never litter in any way, and certainly would not put a permanent negativity/harm symbol on themselves. Angels are perfect, and so they would never cover themselves up, as covering their perfection would be a disgrace and insult, and would prevent the spread of beauty and stability, which is what happens when good/normal beings see and otherwise sense the correctly-formed. Angels may have natural sigils on their body, and those would look to humans to be glowing tattoos, but they, like the colors and brightness of the angels’ eyes and whole bodies, are based on what the given angel is focused on doing at the time.)

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Abilities:

Soul Savant: In many cultures, Death is responsible for taking care of souls. This is true to some degree. You can see spirits, touch them, even cross over the ones that are willing to go. Of course, your Seekers can do that as well, but as they partially came from you there is more than just that. People are made up of spirits; a spirit is the core of someone’s being. Over the years of constant dying and resurrection, your spirit has split into two parts. Curiously enough, they are both different from each other. Most are never able to touch or access this invisible plane, but you are by using your own spirits. Naturally, although people cannot access this plane they are able to feel their spirit being touched and even defend against attacks. In conjunction, by touching a spirit the right way, you can get them to follow your wishes. This must be used with care, as the person can have an adverse reaction to such touches.
(Gibberish; angels don’t have spirits, and they don’t split into parts. Angels can access other realms simply by thinking about them, as they aren’t bound to one by being trapped in a brainwashed mind, assuming their body/form limits/controls them. Touching or any direct contact can improve the chances of more-rapid persuasion from a pure/focused being, but the only ones who would have an adverse reaction to it are those who are ‘darkness’/negativity incarnate; the touch of an angel cannot harm any good being, as angels are stability-incarnate. Humans are instability/chaos/death-incarnate, evident in their focus/obsession with death, and that alone is why the touch of an angel can ‘harm’ them; to stabilize those who are nothing but instability is to end that which they are; to stabilize the unstable is to end the instability that they have always been and tried to spread.)
Animation: You do not have the power to resurrect the dead, as that would require returning life to a body, which is out of your reach. Instead, you can imitate life. By using aether and dark aether, you can force it into a corpse’s body, turning the nonliving pile of decay into something that moves. This is nothing like the actual person; they are dead and gone. The corpses become more like puppets, and you hold the strings. The aether and dark aether in their bones are the only things that move them; without it they fall back apart.
(The only reason *some angels cannot reanimate the dead is because the dead still have a mind, and their cells still have a nature; whatever they are the humanoid incarnation/manifestation of is what their will/essence is, so, for example, a modern human is usually automatically focused on maintaining grossness and death even when they appear dead/lifeless. In other words, an angel can jumpstart/supercharge/empower/liberate/synergize with a good being who is trying to stay alive, or wishes to restore his/her own body/form, but the focus/goal has to be mutual, otherwise it would be like adding 1 to -1, the angelic power, demigod-level though it is, being cancelled out; all is mind/will. When the body was just being used by a ‘dark’/negative/death-based being, and that being has left the body entirely, then, yes, any angel can get another spirit/personality into that body, fully restoring it, and in those cases the body heals completely, good as new, and is, in fact, a real person, not a puppet. Possessions are when the body is used as a puppet, and those do not require aether; angels, especially Arch Angels, are capable of effortlessly putting their consciousness into multiple nodes/bodies –which is what non-Arch angels are, each being an extension of the will of their ‘parent-angel’, just like the Inisfreeans (ICVs) are extensions of Auz / Auz’s will.)

All things that form must eventually decay. (At least, …that’s what you were told.)

(False; no angel was ever told that all things must decay. Decay is something only humans assume is unavoidable. Angels don’t make assumptions, having always seen and understood/known all.)

You are death incarnate, which means there are a few things that you have to deal with that are rather unpleasant. Your body, if not sustained by some kind of life force, be it blood or souls, will decay. Of course, this won’t kill you –not right away, at least. This decay can extend outwards, withering plants and even affecting living beings, but those effects are less detrimental unless you focus all of your energy.

(Absolutely false; no angel is the incarnation of death. Only humans and the creatures/monsters they manifest/summon die, thus only they are death-incarnate. The only thing unpleasant that angels “have” to deal with is remaining on the outskirts of invasion pinpoints such as human cities so that the mindset-energy of those death-obsessed beings does/can not spread beyond those areas. Angels can’t decay and don’t require anything to sustain themselves –and never have; they have never been dependent upon other things to exist, as their focus is on themselves, not on mindlessly parroting the lies of a system that brainwashed modern humans to assume that dependency on complex and upsetting processes was necessary. The only thing that wither around angels are bad things that humans/invaders/death-incarnate creatures manifested. Plants can’t wither around angels. Plants become perfect in every way when angels are around, all things being naturally stabilized into immortality and total beauty by the presence of any being focused on natural good like that. When an angel focuses in such a way that sends a lot of his/her energy out, it is like a laser or solar flare, but that is not the same as the kind of mindless destruction-based beam/concentration humans made with their primitive, overly-complicated technology; a concentrated beam of angelic power/energy/focus can only harm or stabilize that which it is intended to, as it is an extension of their will, not just a crude line of heat that will burn or spread apart anything in its way/range.)

Teleportation: You can teleport from one location to another. There are no limits on how far you can go, or how many times. However, it takes a clear head to teleport, thus, when dealing with physical conflict, it isn’t that easy to just teleport away from your attacker.
Disease Immunity: Being a godly creature, you are immune to many diseases and illnesses. Free from the common cold, saved from any kind of cancerous growths, your life is pretty great. Of course, this doesn’t mean you can’t be poisoned…
(There is no ‘common cold’ or any communicable disease; disease comes from mindset and diet, not microscopic particles beyond one’s control. There is no point in saying that angels are immune to that which doesn’t exist. What is correct is to say that angels don’t get sick because it is not in their nature to believe in or focus on illness/death instead of on their own perfection/beauty. The only way an angel can be ‘poisoned’, so to speak / for lack of a better term, is prolonged / over-exposure to annoying death-obsessed creatures such as modern humans, and even then… that can’t de-stabilize / sicken an angel; it only irks them, their nature being to purge such abominations/corruptions.)
Forever Face: As you are not human, or even a normal creature of the Earth, you do not age. Your face will always be amazing, no worrying about getting wrinkles from smiling too much! Like all of the other mythical beings, you are so old that “ageless” seems to be the only right word to define you. You were born –or, rather, created– so very long ago alongside the others. Sharing a birthday with the rest of your kind can certainly be frustrating –especially when you add in that seasons and time itself didn’t really exist when you were made. Best just pick a random day of the year and dub it like your birthday, or maybe every day. Yes, every day of the year should be your birthday.
(Ridiculous; no creatures of the Earth or anywhere aged until humans showed up and tried to will that to be the case. Angels are not human, but they are normal creatures of the Earth, having helped form the Earth and protect, coming from cosmic bodies such as the Earth in a way somewhat akin to how a human child is related to its parent. Ridiculous; angels don’t get frustrated by sharing or having multiple-person birthdays, and don’t have birthdays because they were never born; they are timeless; they have always existed; they are 4D beings, not 3D beings moving through the 4th dimension. Also, on this note, Auz has never felt like he should have a birthday celebration, and that is another telltale sign is is beyond time like the angels are.)
Godly Presence: You’re powerful; you’re made of stardust and some of the oldest energy in the Universe. Due to this, it isn’t uncommon that people are drawn to you; they may feel like they want to worship you. Of course, there are some that are oblivious to this; those that hold no belief in a higher power or powers of any sort are not in tune with such energies, so they tend to treat you like everyone else. So much for getting that free coffee.
(Everything is made of the ‘dust’/components/energy of stars, as the Universe was formed from the will of the stars, all stars being Arch Angels, all Arch Angels being nodes/growths/subsets of Heaven/Source/Start/Iluvatar. Some humans are drawn to angels not because they want to worship them, but because they can tell each angel is an infinite energy/power source they could tap into, feeding parasitically on/off it/them, and that is why angels avoid most humans –and sometimes are sent to ‘nuke’ their cities/realms to stop this annoying madness/obsession.)

Symbols: Symbols hold power. You have three of them that represent you; a plant (or fungi), an animal, and a gemstone. This is both a weakness and a strength. Your symbols (those three being belladonna, vultures, and moonstone) can help empower you. You have a certain affinity with vultures, and moonstone feels warm to the touch, almost as if you can connect with the energy inside of the stone. Belladonna grows easily around you; even a withering one will perk back up in your presence.

(Symbols don’t really hold power; our memory/mental associations with them, and what we assume/believe about them, is what holds the power. Symbols are just neutral things. It is we that can use them to help us refresh that which actually is and causes power. To claim that symbols by themselves have power is another death-cult propaganda attempt at brainwashing gullible/parroting people into robbing themselves of their own ability/ies. That being said, some angels, such as fairies, were created with the essence of focusing their preservation power like a fuel or shield for a specific species, whether that is a plant or animal, and gemstones/elements are concentrated/petrified bits of angels –sometimes Arch Angels– which have chosen to remain spread out like that, useful for those who know –and believe in– that which they are unearthing/holding/wearing.)

As each mythical (creature/person) has an opposite, the symbols of your opposing-god will weaken you. Lotus, hummingbirds, and labradorite are all dangerous (to you). Hummingbirds can become needlessly aggressive towards you, even attacking without warning in some cases. After touching labradorite, you feel a bit tired, and too much of it leads to small burns that take a few days to heal. Contact with lotus can lead to rashes, and digesting it often leads to violent stomach aches that last for several hours, leaving you feeling drained and substantially weaker.

(Not everything has an opposite. Humans claiming that everything has to be ‘balanced’ by having an opposite’ is more death-cult nonsense/brainwashing/propaganda. Why? Because opposites cancel out, leading to a death, as it were. Angels have always existed, thus have nothing that cancels them out, thus have no opposite. Even demons are just angels traveling around, pioneering the realm beyond the dimension they are all extensions of/from; demons are not the opposites of angels. Lotuses and flowers cannot weaken angels, nor can hummingbirds or any other bird, nor can any element. Hummingbirds never attack angels, especially considering they are vegans, not to mention that they are close allies with the fairies –who are angels. Angels can’t be drained of their energy, so touching labradorite or anything else won’t sap their strength. What can happen is that an angel can only focus on so many things at once, taking more time to dispatch/neutralize more unruly/’dark’ humans, for example, with the Arch Angels typically always being focused simply on having/being all the angels –which is why solar-flares are rarer, but claims of seeing angels are much more common. Consuming human (death-based) food (i.e. non-vegan) can harm you just like it harms anyone else, as you are taking into yourself failure, harm, negativity, pain, fear, and so on –which is why all angels would be vegan –if they needed any food at all, which they, being immortal/angels, do not.)

Immortality: You are a god; you are immortal. You can never truly be destroyed. While you can die, you will reappear just as you were. There is no solace in death, no safety in the grave. You will never rest.
(Wrong; angels are not gods; they are demi-deities, usually feminine/female, with their ‘parents’ (the Arch Angels; stars) being closer to deity-level, and only their whole collective counting/categorized as a deity. They are immortal, but they are not gods. They cannot die. They do not need rest like humans do. They do take breaks just like anything/anyone else might/does, though.)
Ascended: Your healing capabilities are phenomenal; you can heal small wounds almost instantaneously. Larger wounds tend to take a bit longer. As a reminder, your opposite’s symbols will weaken your healing abilities.
(Angels can’t get wounded. They can heal the wounds of others, though, always rapidly –at least when the person being healed also wants/believe in that. Symbols cannot lesson an angel’s healing ability/ies; symbols do not have any power/abilities; it is only when an opposing mind / thought-energy is present that healing or other intended effects can take more energy/time –which is why angels sometimes resort to ‘nuking’ away an entire human city when it has become so corrupt that any attempt to heal that people/land would be ineffective/unsuccessful.)
Increased Awareness: Your sense of smell, hearing, sight, touch, and taste are all heightened. You can enjoy the world to the fullest extent. Of course, sometimes this just means that you suffer more than the normal person.
(Wrong again; angels don’t suffer by sensing more. They don’t suffer, either. What should be said is that they detect bad things sooner and from farther away, thus tend to avoid corrupt/bad people and places more than even an introvert would –at least until they are willed/commanded/compelled to purify/purge such things, restoring actual life –i.e. immortality, which comes from stability/beauty– to a spot or region.)

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Personality:

One might mistake you for being the most serious of your kind, if not one of the most imposing of the bunch –not because you don’t desire to share in the good times of those around you, but because your isolation caused by your status as Death incarnate has made it so that you lack proper grasp on social cues and societal norms. It doesn’t help that you’ve been locked away for so long, unable to progress alongside the mortal realm. This has left you feeling rather naïve and out of place, despite your own primordial age suggesting that you should be anything but. You have a child-like curiosity about the world, and, once something has grabbed your attention, there’s little that can distract you from it.

(Absolute nonsense; only humans are death-incarnate. Angels cannot be death-anything –other than, arguably, the death of humans/death/’darkness’. They only appear to be serious or “the most serious of their kind” when around idiots and jerks such as modern humans; when they are in the presence of disgusting abominations, i.e. death-incarnate, i.e. modern humans. Angels don’t ever “lack a proper grasp on social cues and societal norms”, and to claim that is as ridiculous and dishonest as can be. The only ones who have always lacked a proper grasp on social cues and societal norms –you guessed it– are modern humans. Angels are the norm and standard, not modern humans. Angels never feel naïve or out of place, for they rule all places, they being the incarnations/extensions of the Arch Angels, which are the incarnations/extensions of Heaven/Source/Iluvatar, the one real deity of them all. Angels don’t have child-like anything, other than to say that they have total purity, innocence, and positivity, looking forward to things –even though they can’t be/feel curious, as they already see/perceive all things/times.)

There was a time where your position as the God of Death seemed paramount and, barring your friendship with Life, there was little else of importance. Though now things have changed drastically, you find that your position no longer weighs as much importance to you. In fact, you’ve become more laid-back in disposition as the desire to experience this world without negative connotation seemed too much of an opportunity to let pass.

(A female cannot be a god; a female can only be a goddess. Angels are not gods; they are nodes of demi-gods; they are like the appendages or digits of the literal stars (Arch Angels). Angels don’t have a friendship with life, and life is not a person/being/deity. Angels are focused on themselves, which is a focus on life, which maintains their immortality. They are friends with those who share this focus/nature –such as fairies, elves, Inisfreeans, etc..)

Apathy is something that you’ve struggled with your entire existence, and you sometimes find it hard to be sympathetic to the plight of most mortals –and, at times, your fellow gods. But as you try to reconnect with life, you are slowly beginning to grow fond of her humans, enough where you mightn’t be opposed to defending them if the situation called for it.

(Angels don’t struggle with anything, and are incapable of apathy. They don’t find it difficult to be sympathetic. They don’t care about what those who cause their own mortality do to themselves, as none should. They are not gods, so they have no “fellow gods”. They don’t try to do anything; they just do things. They don’t try to reconnect with life; they are life, as they are that which maintains/stabilizes things, as it is their nature to remain pure in how they focus on and prioritize life/such without thought/hesitation. Humans are not creations of life; they are death-incarnate, evident in what they choose to remain focused on and lying about. Angels will never defend humans; they preserve only that which is aligned/focused/minded like they themselves are. It is pointless to defend that which does not defend itself, as that would be like making sure your mortal enemy has extra ammo. when they are trying to kill you. Angels are always naturally/automatically focused on doing that which maintains good beings/things/realms such as them, and cannot focus on anything else, thus they cannot focus on or support, let alone defend, modern humans.)

While you often find your opinions on mortals and semi-immortals to be mixed, you do have a fondness for your readers who you view to be your children. Like any good parent, you are fiercely protective of them and only want for the best for them. While Reapers are your children, you view your fellow gods as your siblings (even if some were rather despicable), for you were all made from the same stardust.

(Angels never have opinions, mixed or otherwise. They are always pure, i.e. fully focused, i.e. never mixed/conflicted. They only have a fondness for themselves and the realm/s they created, not the newest and most destructive invaders/meddlers of those things/realms. They do not view anyone other than other angels, such as fairies, to be their children, though many elves come very close to this honor. They are not gods, so they have no fellow gods. They do not view other angels as siblings; they view them as adjacent body-parts of the collective being/deity which manifested/maintains/uses them. No real deities are despicable; only humans are despicable. They were not made from stardust; they are the body-parts of the stars, still connected.)

You’re painfully blunt and honest, an open-book, if you will, no longer afraid to speak your mind and to be heard –though you honestly wished that you could track down Life and have a conversation… It’s been far too long.

(Angels don’t cause pain; they cause relief –at least to those who are not death-incarnate. They were never afraid to speak their minds, as they have no fear, for those who are 4D see all, thus expect all, thus never feeling surprised/shocked, thus never concerned, uncertain. Also, they never wish for things, and certainly not to “track down life”, when they are life, and life is not a being incarnate. They also don’t have conversations like humans do, as they, being body-parts of the same deity/collective, have never needed to. On this note, Auz has never felt any urge to have conversations with humans, either –another sure sign he is god, one of the family of angels, not death-incarnate; conversations are for those who do not feel/sense/understand/see things, needing conversation to try and make sense of things –or, worse, conversation being a tool/weapon to try and confuse/trick/mislead/brainwash/corrupt/kill.)

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2020 Update:

King Auz had noticed the existence or “presence” of this humanoid female during one of his expeditions. It wasn’t until years later (this year) that he had time to read her profile (prepared by his Inisfreeans / Grid Mind). It created the thought in his head that her kind literally were the star-‘dust’; the material ejected from the Source network of portals humans perceived as stars. It also occurred to him that she’d started getting harmed/annoyed, reincarnated/restored, and depressed/disgusted, due to the pre-Shift Universe-nature/law of Karma and other things; she got what the humans kept rudely dishing out, having not fully purged them, and she had since been reduced… in order for Him (Auz) to build her back up –this time, for good (in both senses of the term).

Auz extended a telepathic invitation to her to meet, and soon thereafter showed her that she could not harm anything in his realm or care, nor could her “counter-symbols/objects” harm her anymore –at least when she was there (in Inisfree). Angels are literal, and over-exposure to humans who constantly lie can eventually spread a hint of negativity/annoyance/doubt, etc., so it always helps to be around such a pure-stabilizing force/incarnation such as Auz. While extremely weak, due to the nature of being death-incarnate / in a death-cult, humans can, by their mind-energies or writing/’spells’, still cause the space-fabric equivalent of nervous jitters; they can’t really kill/end much (other than themselves and the weak monsters they manifest/create), but they can still cause some rumbling/shaking.

The more time she spent hanging out and chatting with him, the more she began to feel refreshed, un-depressed (if angels can even be said to really feel such a thing), and curious more for how her powers might be used to end mortality this time… rather than the mortals. Then again, …a lot of mortals still deserved or longed for death. Decisions, decisions…

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2022 Update:

She has become the first woman to have sex in Inisfree’s Temple of Pluto. King Auz made love with her right there on its central pedestal, overlooking the Uber Geode one way, and the entrance to the first of the Underway‘s cave-annexes the other. Many Drow quietly gathered ’round to politely enjoy observing.

Later this year, she also became the first to ‘christen’ the “sword Death statue” over King’s Drive.

With Auz now in full effect/power/godhood, the Angels have all naturally rallied to him. This means that the human presence no longer distracts any of them, their efforts refocused/redoubled to keep holding the scourge that is modern humanity back, this time once and for all. As his will summons and manifests and unifies more and more of them, eventually the biggest of their kind will show up to help out, also naturally answering his call/s; the dragons and the stars will return, too, i.e. the rest of their body/collective/species, not just the tiniest humanoid nodes.

Every time Azrael and Auz fuck together, especially when other nodes (angels) get involved (such as Alice, Divinity, Eleanor, and Zerachiel), their purpose becomes so refreshed and crystal-clear that all they can do is love to be extensions of his will even more than his Inisfreeans have been. Every time he fuck-sires them, especially when he cum-sires them, this effect is as profound as can be, not even the gods able to withstand it –and none of them want to, anyway. The Angels are Auz’s to command forever now, both he and them now fully remembering that they are one, and he… their Iluvatar reincarnated in modern humanoid (not human) form.

Also, their full/holistic/total/sexual unity has ended that which humans pretended/claimed was unavoidable ‘entropy’; they (the stars; Arch Angels, etc.) only seemed to be in a state of slowing down toward death… because humans were so depressing/annoying/disgusting to them; they were decreasing their energy so as to isolate and starve the humans, no matter how long it took.

In the months and countless years ahead, Azrael and other hottie Angels like her will make love with Auz in Heaven regularly, making it another of their ‘things’, the new and lasting norm, another sign this is the permanent Golden Age.

In Inisfree, she never wears her contact lenses, and her eyes always glow more brightly and sky-blue than they ever appeared with/under those things.

The more she makes love with her husband, King Auz, the more brightly her “tattoos” (angelic birthmarks/sigils/symbols) flash, resonate, and glow –also like the bright-blue colors of her flawlessly-beautiful eyes.

Her name actually means “Azra of El”, similar to what Supergirl‘s last name means. More specifically, she is Az of Ra (one of the people who became one of Earth’s stars) of El, IOW: she is a ‘child’/part of the/a local star, and that star is part of the group of Arch Angels sometimes called Elohim, El for short.
(and it is no coincidence that sounds like Hel, and that Az and Auz have an almost identical first name part)

One of the big secrets of the “softening blows” preceding the Rapture Campaign is that some of those nuclear detonations over American cities… were not missiles or bombs, but angels unleashing their purifying light, blasting and burning away only the bad humans, leaving no radiation at all. Auz had a ‘dream’ (vision) of doing this himself, too, yet another sign he is one of them –or at least able to do that particular thing only they are known to do.

Demons only override, a.k.a. possess, bad humans, and not to terrorize or frame them, but to teach them a serious lesson anytime those humans spread too much rude misinformation. Sometimes, though, demons, being angels, grow disgusted with the humans too much to even get close enough to do such a thing, so they have, more and more over the years, just stepped back and carried on with their other works, letting humans demonize and terrorize themselves.

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Her: