“Earth has always been under Heaven’s protection, regardless of what your kind chooses to believe.” He should know; his own garrison was tasked with protecting it, after all. It’s been some time since he’s taken a vessel and walked amongst humans like he is now, but that doesn’t mean that he hasn’t been protecting his father’s creations from the ill intentions of creatures such as demons. His blade is still in his hand, and he raises it in warning. “Leave, or I will lay you to waste.”

           _{❝ you say that now, but where we’re you when cities burned, when plagues swept across countries killing thousands, and where were you when people died due to my mistakes? ❞ honestly, he didn’t expect an answer, but he thought his words would get the point across that angels did nothing rather than protect humans,} 

❝ earth may be under the host’s protection, but i’ve never seen it —- not even before i was reduced to this. ❞