Castiel is a man of few words. 
He prefers to stay quiet, and hates loud noises. 
He is a man blessed with a mysterious halo. 
His family is noble and rich.
His business is booming and successful. 
He is also handsome and Charismatic, 
Truly the son of heaven. 


but Something went wrong. 
He suddenly died. He was stabbed. Then died.



However, There's no heaven nor hell. Just a vast darkness stretching far beyond he could see. 


Filled with confusion, Castiel cursed. Dying Wasn't Enough? 

He remained at limbo. Stuck and unable to reincarnate. Then, he suddenly heard a mechanical voice in his head.


[I am System 25, also known as Guardian 
System. Congratulations to host for binding
to this System. Please, be the guardian of
those who were oppressed and unjustly
punished. Save the true son of heaven, and punish those who seeks death. 
Prepare yourself, 


Host. Launching in 3...2...1...]

When I Laid My Eyes on You

Bastian and Martin led the whole offense of the team, resulting into zero casualties. One of the walkers is able to flee while the two fighting agains't them died miserably. 


The members watched how the two butchered the walkers and the undead coming their way, both were skilled and experienced when it comes to dealing with these things. 


But, what amazed them is Bastian. The man was able to render the walkers useless with just his fist alone. He didn't even bothered pulling out his sword. And looking at how he fights, they are quite sure, he's more proficient in it compared to wielding weapons. Such powerful comrade has again, earned their respect. 


"I noticed, you're getting stronger." Martin voiced. He watched as the other man pulled his dirty black leather gloves on his hands before throwing it away. He then proceeded to pull another pair on his bag and put it on. 


Arc 1: Chapter 21