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

Moving past the traps laid all around, Bastian manage to live through all the attacks he encountered. However, his clothes can now be seen having a few cuts, burns and dust. He looked rugged and tattered. His hair looked frazzled and he is breathing heavily. He finally made it to the end of that white room. He breathe a sigh of relief, dusting himself off as he stood upright. 


(System: Host, you look pitiful. All that crawling...You’ve truly opened this systems perception of evading by a hair’s breadth. What a Talent.)- The system commented with its robotic voice. The tone is as cold and mechanical as ever, but still, Bastian can imagine a hidden mirth mixed upon its cold tone. 


Arc 1: Chapter 39