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Appearing as a white flame that flares briefly over Alphonse's head, the Holy Spirit descends from Paradise and blesses his suit of armor, transmogrifying it into +5 Heavy Fortification Adamantine Full Plate of the Deep with an artful oriental style and sea dragon motif, tinted a metallic aquamarine!
In Celestial: *SIGH!!*.... This is going to get ridiculous quick.... Okay! .... Let Foereaper be sanctified in the name of The Great I Am....
In the hills outside the ancient city of Jerusalem, the Archangel Gabriel in the guise of a poor day laborer with a spade descends to the ancient, blood-soaked hill of Golgotha, where fourteen centuries earlier, the Lamb of God was crucified upon a cross of wood..... Glancing surreptitiously about and seeing that none of the closer shepherds tending their flocks in the nearby hills were paying him any mind, he plies the spade with unearthly alacrity, excavating fourteen centuries of sediment replete with skulls, bones, and fragments of wooden crosses soaked with the blood of generations, all in the span of an hour.... His spade strikes hard against that which he seeks: a long crossbeam that neither fire, nor mold, nor the ravages of time had been able to corrupt over fourteen centuries.... The crossbeam of the True Cross! Dislodging the sacred beam with preternatural strength, Gabriel rips it from Golgotha, and the very earth seems to groan like a mother giving birth.... This shall make a fine haft for good Alphonse's Saintly Scythe....
Gliding with radiant wings outspread, riding the thermals far above that green and populous patch of Creation known to Men as France, the alpha solar arcangels Gabriel and Michael pierce through stone and earth with supernaturally keen sight to perceive the adventurers struggling against their God's enemies to do further His Divine Will, and smile.... But then Gabriel frowns as he hears nearby, in the coterminous Seven Heavens, the noisy chuckling and rambling and clapping of The Monkey King.... He turns to Michael and speaks fairly: 'Tis not meet that the servants of the pagan monkey-god should be so well rewarded for their faith, while the servants of Our I Am, The Alpha and Omega, go about as paupers.... Do not goodly Alphonse, Fray Manuel, Jimeno Diaz, FireSkorn, blessed Jean of the Sea, and those others who serve Our Father in Heaven deserve gifts of equal measure to this monkey-god's ring of stealth and deceit?
Time shall tell.... So, dost thou feel like visiting some world with beauteous mortal maidens and siring some more nephilim?
My wings, of course, Michael.... But I suppose you mean to ask wherefore the urgency of my arrival? I have been thither and yon, delivering messages, as is my charge.... I have arranged for the passing of the Grail into the hands of a mortal woman named Daisy from its current keeper.... She is part of a squadron called The Fierce Ones.... They have been helped through the unwitting channel of another mortal named Derrik by The Unwitting Fallen.... How's that for irony? A champion who doesn't realize he's been chosen by a fallen archangel who doesn't realize he's fallen? Gabriel grins at Michael....
As Daisy is meditating in her room at the Castle while most of the other FOs are tripping on Dr Hoffmann's new past life drug, a soft golden radiance falls through her window, coalescing into an angelic being, nearly twelve feet tall, with pearly feathered wings, sunbronzed skin, opalescent eyes without pupils, clad in shining, golden breast plate, girdle, shin guards and bracers, a blazing bastard sword in one hand, a long, golden trumpet in the other.... Fear thee not, Daisy Eaglefeather.... I am an angel of the Great I Am.... The Ein Soth.... The Yaweh.... The Allah.... The God of Israel.... I come in peace to bring thee glad tidings.... A cup of great holy power, known unto mankind throughout time as The Grail, awaits thee in the Holy City of Vatican, within the city mortals call Rome.... A priest of the Father Almighty awaits thee therein, and keeps safe the Grail until thy company goes forth to claim it.... I have told him to expect thy coming.... There will be perils in Rome that thou must overcome, for the glory of God, and the good of His people.... Armed with the Grail, thou wilt be fully girded for battle with the Beasts of Revelations, that plague the Earth.... For now is the time of trial, when the Beasts hath dominion over the world.... But the Kingdom of Heaven is nigh, and a New Earth shall rise under thy mighty feet.... The Lord of Hosts hath come among thee, and shall fulfill all that the prophet hath written.... Just as the archangel's words are starting to become too much for the young cleric's ears and mind, he vanishes in a flash of golden light and a crack of thunder.... |
