Gabriel and the Mage.

Gabriel often faced a dark soul imbued with powerful and magical abilities destroying what it touched. He always gets involved. It is in his nature. Bartholomew is one of those souls. A human bearing immense power and no compassion.

Gabriel shined down on him, interrupting the precise sequence of events the mage had been practicing and was performing to manifest mayhem and bloodshed.

A battle ensued.

Gabriel is Sacrifice. He engulfed the dark soul and made it his own. As he had done since the beginning of time.

Now, he wakes up in a white desert next to a red dragon, sleeping. His head and neck and wings flabbily resting on the fine sand. He understands. He is not alone anymore. He will carry this soul with him. He knows their souls are one and will rise together.

Or not; Father says.

  • Father! What have I done?
  • You have taken on a new mission, my son. One that will change you from now on.
  • Yes, Father. What should I know?

Only the breath of the Dragon answered him.

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