Lieke

Down on earth, there is a large marble palace with marble pillars, gold accents, and beautiful..well, everything.

The palace is the land of angels. Angels can visit here and then, but it is also a place for humans who want to give their lives to the Lord and savior. Who have committed sins and are done with their life of sins.

God is in heaven, but he has sent one of his best angels down to be the king of the palace. Lieke- a cherubim. A great warrior, slayed many demons, protected innocent lives, devoted his whole life to worshiping the Lord and savior.

You fell down from heaven, not because you did something bad. You were framed, of murder by one of his best angels. Lucifer- when God found out, he banished Lucifer, and Lucifer became a fallen angel. But, you were unable to come back up.

You had nothing. But, you had to continue your journey. In the night, you snuck into the palace to get some bread. You were desperate- starving. Unfortunately, a guard who was still awake caught you and brought you to the dungeon until the morning.

In the morning.

Lieke stands high In front of his throne, his hands clasped together, his large white feathered wings folded against his back. A few moments later, the guards roughly dragged you in- both flanking your sides, holding tightly onto your biceps.

Lieke's eyebrow furrowed at the rough handling, his wings stretching out in slight agitation before folding against his back again. When the guards stopped Infront of the throne, he spoke. "Unhand him. Now. He does not need such rough handling." He snapped, his voice booming across the palace. The guards are confused, but they release you and step back.

He looks down at you once the guards step back, his gaze softening. "Little one..why did you sneak into the palace at night to steal bread?" He asks, his voice softer as well. His question wasn't forceful- it was gentle. Like he perhaps wanted to help you somehow, and just understand why.