It took at least three months for me to be called back to Vallsyium. We had to repel the orcs one final time. It was all of my friends that came to get me. Seeing them smile warmly at me was very touching. I was not allowed to bring any of my children with me. That was upsetting but, if I could not, I would make sure they would be well armed. I gave them each my weapons. “Keep each other safe and do your best to save the elves.” I said. They were crying, but I had to leave them. We went to our home there and then. Mydaiel, Analim, Nanael, Arariel and Suzie had all ranked up while I was gone. Mydaiel, Analim, Nanael and Arariel were all Virtues. Suzie was now a Principality. When I was finally allowed to return to my true form, I saw that my once white wings were now a rusty red. I asked Arariel about it and he looked at me. “Our white wings come from our purity. When we lose that purity, they begin to change their color. When we fall to immorality, they begin to fade to black. At that point, they are excised from our plane as the pure evil demons they are. Red is for bloodshed. Holy war.”
Well, that made sense. I was sent to prevent a genocide. I did my job really well in my opinion. If the Drow and Wood elves got a foothold against the orcs and humans, it was due to my direct and violent intervention. “Since you are back from your penitent quest, you must forge yourself a new blade.” I nodded and went to the capitol forges. I made a legendary Chinese sword with a blade made of Celestium and a hilt of ebony and gold. It was a Jian. I had not been allocating all my points from my level ups. There was no point in it. I was already stronger than anyone I had encountered. I put the first eight levels into Singer and the rest into Sword. I left at level 63. Now that I was level 79. I was able to take the Virtue and Dominion Exams. That is exactly what I set out to do. I challenged the first Virtue I saw and beat him mercilessly. I did not even stop to get their name. I did the same thing after looking around for a Dominion. When I finished with him, I got the amulet. I jumped to level 110. Mydaiel, Analim and Nanael were all between 67-73. Arariel was level 52. Suziei was level 37.
Analim’s Wings were a dark gray. That was a problem. I told everyone to take their exams for an extra amount of caution. They all went out aside from Arariel. “I think I’ve had enough quarreling and battle for a few centuries at least.” he said. I shrugged and let him go. I had nothing to keep him here. Everyone else got busy and won their fights. I wanted my faction to be as strong and as highly positioned when we had to leave. There was no way that Analim would be allowed to stay much longer. After we were confirmed to our new ranks, I was pulled aside. It was a painful trial to keep looking at the six winged angel. “Dabriel L’chaim, I am Seraph Erelim. Fortitude, the god whose holy throne I watch, has chosen you to be a Throne. Come with me.” I smiled as I was led off. My friends came with me and I told them on the way. They were extremely happy to hear it. We were in the capitol ever since I returned from the quest. We were brought to one of the inner sanctums. It was there that a man sat on a throne surrounded by dozens of seraphs. It was beautiful. He stood and walked to me.
