Archangel Michael. 
Lucifer Morningstar. 
Two names that wouldn't even come to comparison or likes of each other but somehow are connected more than they thought. 
An Archangel with limitless powers, earned white wings, and 4 younger brothers who will stop at nothing for his protection and safety; Michael doesn't know how much power, compassion, and ability he harnesses but one fallen angel will answer all of his leading questions. 
Samael. Lucifer Morningstar. Satan. The Devil. Lucy. He doesn't give a fuck about what you call him, just as long as you respect him. He has one mission and one mission only, to get what belongs to him. A special little Angel, an Archangel to be exact. The eldest of God's sons. The most innocent Archangel. Michael.

My Fallen Angel

<p>/"You need to learn how to control your emotions and use them to blast your enemies even further than before. You've finally recovered your past, so use that to now try and tap into your full ability of the White Power./" Astaroth, Lucifer's right-hand man, trained Michael as the days of the war dragged on. Lucifer has been sending small groups of demons above to trick the angels into not knowing their plan.</p>

<p>/"I'm trying, it's not that simple!/" Michael roared. He's been openly vocal now, after figuring out the real truth. Astaroth was using this against him in order to get Michael to at least touch the surface of his true power. After hearing and reading about the kinds of power that these archangels can harness, moved Astaroth to get Michael to use all of it, without draining himself.</p>

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