THE DISTURBANCE IN THE ANGEL REALM

In the Angelic Realm, life was as calm as always. It had been a little bit more than a century since the angels and demons had waged war on each other and all they needed to really do was protect humans from demons who dared breach the treaty. 

Those kinds of demons were plenty, but there was a department of angels who looked over that.

The department of Communications, located in a pristine hall that was illuminated by floating orbs of holy light, had another very calm day. Shimmering scrolls of ongoing transmissions floated in the air, and messengers of light bustled about the place. 

Every angel in work that day had been assigned to monitor their respective flow of divine messages and ensure the safety of their celestial frequency. It was a position of honor and responsibility. It was also one of the best places to slack off.